Anita walked into Zarah clinic on a stormy, ‘ height of Mumbai monsoon’ kind of day when the heavens decide to pour forth.
As she deftly folded her umbrella I noticed she was a tall statuesque woman, who certainly didn’t look her 70 years .
She had attractive aquiline features,
yet , a perceptible tension creased her brow, and deep frown lines furrowed her glabella.
She looked tense , a tad impatient, as if part of the storm raging outside was somewhat within her.
I complimented her on her physical fitness but she brushed it away saying ‘All that is very well ,
but of late I just don’t feel pretty!
My husband is three years younger to me, super fit himself . I frankly feel I look like his schoolteacher!’
I looked at her closely…beautiful silver grey hair, worn high in a French roll, her face aged to perfection, a mute witness to the wisdom she had gathered over the years, just some fine dry skin, typical for her age , and then…
a strict mouth.
‘Can I make a suggestion’, I ventured tentatively.
‘Depends’ she nervously glanced up while the rain clattered unabated at the windows.
A woman’s beauty lies in her lips!
‘Would you be open to being injected with a lip filler??’
Not to produce a pout… just a fullness which is quite becoming !
As we grow older we lose volume not only on our cheeks but on our lips, rendering them drier, thinner and severe!’
‘The filler will give you a soft ,luscious natural look, trust me, I am known as the Lip Queen!’ I joked wanting to lighten the moment.
Anita was surprisingly very open to the idea.
In no time I had whisked out a light
US FDA-approved hyaluronic acid lip filler premixed with an anaesthetic and injected small amounts along her lip line, in the cupid and a little extra in the mid lower lip.
No pout, just a hydration!
In a few minutes Anita was transformed to a softer version of herself… and I could see she couldn’t help smiling!
India invented the art of kissing I informed her, ‘go forth my child and practise’ I joked in teacher mode myself!
Lips are super sensuous erogenous zones rich in nerve endings, so a little pain is expected whilst doing the procedure but aftercare is practically nothing…
a little bit of ice that’s all!
Just be normal I told her,
soon your husband will be following you around like a panting puppy dog!
The downpour steadied to a drizzle finally as Anita left the clinic that day, happier and lighter as if walking on air, confident with her new brush with femininity.
I smiled satisfactorily at myself in the mirror while I painted a scarlet shade of lipstick 💄to match my red chiffon saree of the day! Red lipstick is a healer, a mood enhancer and probably a woman’s second best friend!
‘Chin up !’ I said to myself .
Ageing no doubt is inevitable …
And wasn’t it Rhett Butler from the movie ‘Gone with the wind’ …. who famously said ‘ ‘ Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn !’
I don’t either….
….Armed as I am with my stash of Botox and Fillers !!