I woke up a few days ago and there they were...crow's feet! Where did they come from? How did they get there? Why didn't someone tell me they were coming so soon?!
Thirty-seven, really? I'm still a kid!
These things, crow's feet, they "scurr" me. I am afraid that I will get obsessed with them and start beating people up in the "eye cream" aisle. I mean, what's next cheetah cheeks?
On the other hand though, after some research, it turns out they are a sign of happy people that like to laugh...in essence, an "attribute" that I would consider a trophy!...So today I notice, a few lines that I have to get all up in the mirror to see...for 37 awesome years of life. I consider that a pretty fair trade!