"But who else is gonna tell us?!?!?!?"
My mother does a pretty good job of that and it ain't pretty.
Indignaties? Past a certain age, I'm not sure if you have any. Maybe its modesty that flies out the window but I am always amazed at what remains important and what doesn't.
For my mom, it is no longer important whether or not she is clothed but if she is clothed, the blouse has to ironed! I'm sorry but I just can't get used to my mom butt naked, going to the bathroom in her walker and sick of her complaining about the wrinkle on her collar. Believe it or not, I've had her mental health checked many times and she is, according to her doctors, capable of making her own decisions!
On top of all this, she has perfectly manicured nails and her hair is perfectly coifed. I guess its the public appearance that is important. At home the birthday suit is her preference.
The walker doesn't slow her down very much and the pendulous breasts and the sagging skin have a rhythm all their own. I don't need to be clued in! I can take a real good look whenever I want.
As for myself, I've taken up yoga. I've decided that I'm not concerned about fat but I am concerned about flexibility and strength. Hopefully, the muscle tone will take up some of the slack.