You Look Fine, Really

The world thinks we all, apparently, need a makeover. That's right-we are wrecks and must be fixed. If our teeth are endearingly crooked, we must tame that adorable overbite. If they are less than white from the love of a strong cup of tea, they must be bleached to a blinding level of brightness, and our noses scooped out where that nice bump used to be. Our waists must be whittled, our nether-regions made either hairless or else ornamented with hearts or landing strips, and our thighs must be as cut as a marathon runner's. We also have to be a size zero and live in a spotless, well-designed loft. As we hit our late 30s and inch toward our 40s, we're supposed to look even more toned, more pulled together, and more fabulous. Or must we?

With real style and beauty tips, and more information about lipstick than you ever thought you'd need, YOU LOOK FINE, REALLY will help you be over-forty and fabulous, but not in a really weird, uncomfortable way. Mellor's short, kicky chapters like "Foundation: Your Own Personal Vinyl Siding" and "Your Mid-Life Fashion Crisis: Now What?" implore us to stop hating our necks and our butts, that little poochy bit that hangs over our undies, our straight hair and our curly hair, our small breasts and majestic noses, and start uncovering our inner fun-goddess.