A Toronto Transformation

Golden Girls and Fabulous Fashionistas

So I’ve developed a mild obsession with the Golden Girls.

I love the feisty, funny, independent characters and the way they support each other through their adventures and misadventures.

Lately it has dawned on me for the first time in a real way that there is a very real possibility that I will never be lucky enough to come across a guy to share my life and raise children with, and while I realize it’s just a silly sitcom, the show makes me less anxious about the possibility of one day finding myself staring down middle or advanced age without a romantic partner by my side.

Worst case scenario, I’ll just gather up a bunch of fantastic women from my fantastic women friends collection and convince them to move in with me so we can take care of each other while maintaining active dating lives and entering various contests and putting on plays at the local community centre.

Problem solved.

Recently, my mom recommended I watch the documentary “Fabulous Fashionistas” which features a group of real-life vibrant, hilarious elderly women who refuse to fade into the background with the rest of the blue-rinse crowd.

I love that none of them have given in to the kind of folding-in that can happen to people as they age, where they no longer go out and discover new things or people, and their world gets smaller and smaller until they are afraid to venture out their own front doors.

I want to always remember that the world is bigger than I can imagine and I want to always be sure to keep my little sphere expanding. I want to hold on to my excitement to learn, discover, and most of all to connect.

Do you guys ever think about how you want to approach old age? Is it weird that I’m thinking about it in my 20s? Check out the documentary if you haven’t seen it already. I’d love to hear what you think!

9 Responses to Golden Girls and Fabulous Fashionistas

    • metamorphocity says:

      Me too! I also just watched the episode where Blanche dreams about George and all the “girls” climb in to bed with her and make sure she’s ok. If that doesn’t tug at your heartstrings and make you want to call all your girlfriends, I don’t know what will!

  • Michelle says:

    I often think about old age, and although I get a little scared — Hello, wrinkles and grey hairs a plenty! I have many of both — I also get excited. We never stop learning. If we never stop learning, or make a conscious decision to be inspired by new things, that means we’ll get better and better with age. In that case, bring on the decades. I’ma ready.

  • Not weird at all. I think I’ve thought more about what I want my old age life to be like than any other part of my life. I always imagined my sister and I growing old together in an old house and being suspected by our neighbors of being witches. But really, when it comes down to it, women have a way of taking care of each other and offering a support that men just don’t.

    • metamorphocity says:

      Love it! I’ve already been accused of witchcraft on more than one occasion. Maybe I’ll really embrace it in my old age.

  • Cassie says:

    Fabulous Fashionistas looks awesome. It kind of makes me excited to get old! I really want to be one of those old ladies who dresses well, exercises, travels, cooks, and says “fuck off” whenever someone’s being an ass. 🙂

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