20/03/2026
I’ve seen what it means when life ends too early.
Losing my brother before he turned 19 changed the way I see everything. Time stopped for him, but mine kept going, and at some point I realized that every year, every season, every line on my face is something not everyone gets to experience.
So I never felt the desire to fight aging. Not because I don’t see the changes, but because I understand what they actually represent.
A life that has been lived.
I laugh a lot, I’m in the sun, I move, I feel, I stay close to what is real. I choose experiences, connection and real nourishment over trying to hold on to a younger version of myself. And of course my face reflects that.
In a world that is constantly trying to sell us something to fix, to smooth, to erase… I choose to stay with what is real.
And the truth is, aging feels deeply attractive to me. It carries experience, softness, honesty… and a kind of wisdom you simply can’t fake.
If this resonates with you, I’d love to hear how you feel about aging.