Really? Who the hell said that? Some stupid Beverly Hills 50-year-old plastic surgery Barbie? Because I’ve got news for you ladies…50 is 50 is 50 is 50.

You can suger-coat it all you want with Botox and suctions and potions and peels and hormones, but you have to embrace it or it will kick your ass.

I turned 50 in January and thought I was dealing with the number pretty well when the hormones turned on me. After all we’ve been through. Bastards.

I’ve got a lot to talk about on the subject. My friends have a lot to say on it as well. But hang on…it may get ugly!