Not just because it’s ‘real’, but when you look at these photos of Jane you can’t help but see life, wisdom, laughter… what’s unattractive about that?
To say such things doesn’t mean that young Jane wasn’t attractive, or that youth itself is not beautiful, but it’s not the only kind of beauty there is. Youth is itself attractive in part because it is fleeting. It’s coveted because it’s the one thing we cannot hold forever. Neither can we hold forever our naivete, our inexperience. Nor would we wish to.
Esther Williams, in her autobiography, commented that the worse thing a beauty queen or film star can do is to age. People forever love those who die young simply because they will forever be young in our memories, but those who live are condemned for ruining our memories of them and of ourselves.
Our aging seems to imply loss rather than gains. To remind others that youth is temporary is rude. But it shouldn’t be so.
Wouldn’t it be cool if I could meet Jane and tell her how beautiful I think her laugh-lines are — how I hope I have a life so full of laughter that it shows upon my face, lines as the whispering echos of giggles.