OWNING MY OLD IN HAVANA
While looking back on my fabulous trip to Havana, Cuba this past December, I'm remembering the inspiration I found in the vibrant old cars I saw every day. Their brilliant colors and engines were so lovingly maintained and made me think of how well cared for and revered they are. They looked well maintained on the outside and despite their many miles, they still carried us wherever we wanted to go. As weird as this might sound, these cars were truly owning their old.
People worship, collect, and even spend millions for old cars. Why aren't aging women treated with as high esteem?
Welcome to my blog where old is not over. Where old is not irrelevant. Where old is not out of fashion. Where owning my old is the only way I can live my authentic life!