So, if you’re presently going through menopause, there’s a good chance you’re of the generation that went crazy with music and bands. As little kids we probably watched Bewitched and I Dream of Jeannie together, in different cute bedrooms. We knew George Takei as Sulu, the real deal. We’d listen to Seals and Crofts and Badfinger and by the time it was summer, we were ready for all kinds of trouble.
Back in those days, a little later, say — late teens/early twenties, you might have been into either disco or punk. Glitter was a major part of our lives, we believed in it. For me, the glitter was always black.
For those of us worldwide who veered to the dark side, we had Stevie Nicks to front the team for the Forever Dark Club of Women and Faerie-like Beings. We still exist, though we’ve toned the make up down considerably.
We really are a sisterhood if you think about it. I mean, we’ve seen Alex Trebek’s entire career play out before our eyes. And he still looks fantastic.
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