What about peacock-blue toenail polish with bright-white hair and a faceful of slap?
If you don't bother with make-up, bosom upholstery and foot facials are you letting yourself go, or just letting go?
Just what are the rules for older women, and who on earth makes them?
With her trademark wit and insight, much-loved novelist and journalist Maggie Alderson takes an honest look at ageing and asks the hard questions, such as who invented the 'natural-look' nipple concealer, and why? She tackles issues of gravity – the knees like fallen souffles, the ruched mummy tummy – and offers sage advice on what to do if you find yourself in a yoga class with a supermodel. She bemoans the passing of youth, but revels in the opportunities that age offers to be clearer, smarter, wiser and bossier (in the best possible way). If you've had it up to here with being told it's all downhill after forty, this is the book for you.
Maggie Alderson is a British-Australian author (that’s how I’m supposed to write it, but I’m not very good at talking about myself in the third person, so I’m going to can it).
I was born in London, brought up in rural Staffordshire, and educated at the University of St Andrews - and then at the University of Life, Sydney campus.
I spent many years covering the fashion shows in Paris, Milan, London etc which is the best people watching ever (I had to remind myself to look at the models…).
An obsessed bookworm since childhood, all I wanted to do from the age of six was write books. I also hoovered up every magazine and newspaper I could lay my hands on and by the time I was a teenager was determined to edit a magazine and be a newspaper columnist.
I have edited five magazines (including British ELLE) and my Style Notes column ran in the Good Weekend colour supplement for twelve years, as well as being syndicated to The Times.
My first novel Pants on Fire was published in 2000 and was a bestseller in the UK and Australia. I’ve written eight more novels since, which have been translated into many languages.
I’ve also published four collections of my columns and a children’s book called Evangeline, the Wish Keeper’s Helper, which was shortlisted for the Prime Minister’s Award in Australia.
My latest novel is called The Scent of You and is the story of perfume blogger Polly, facing up to a crisis in her marriage – and her sense of who she is - told through a filter of her obsession with perfumes (and also featuring very well dressed, seriously damaged, red-hot men, which are my speciality).
The book was inspired by attending perfume events in London and realising just how many fascinating people there are in that world (and a fair few brilliant nutters).
A lovely, fun read with laugh out loud (at yourself) moments. Very refreshing. The excerpt she includes from Jenny Joseph's brilliant poem, Warning, sums it up nicely. 'Warning/When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple....and I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves and satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter. I shall sit on the pavement when I am tired and gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells and run my stick along the public railings and make up for the sobriety of my youth.'