Age goggles: Why we think we’re more beautiful than we are after 55

A research paper found that most people over the age of 55 believe they look younger than other people their age. Photo / Getty Images

OPINION

A new study found that people over the age of 55 think they look younger than their contemporaries. Thank the gift of the age goggles.

A research finding from the journal Psychology and Ageing is unlikely to surprise anyone over 55.

It found that most people between the ages of 55 and 80 (59 per cent) believe they look younger than other people their age.

Not to boast, but I’ve been onto this since my mid-40s, the age when you begin to form the impression that you not only look younger than your peers, you look younger than women in their 30s.

This is because you’ve taken up Pilates, stopped experimenting with pleats, got yourself a good colourist, and so on, but the main reason – as we’re all now surely aware – is the gift of age goggles.

Age goggles are one of nature’s kinder tricks, providing you learn to err on the side of caution and accept that what you see in the mirror, and hear and witness on the faces of your rapt audience (or is that mesmerised or bored) is not necessarily what others are experiencing.

So far it seems that age goggles can go in phases, and some last longer than others. Here are the ones that come to mind:

The ‘late life bikini’ phase

This kicks in as you approach 50 when you might buy a bikini after a long stint of one pieces, because you think your figure is better than it was 20 years ago. Later on, looking back at photos, you will concede this was not the case but, at the time, it feels like you’re guaranteed awestruck admiration because of how fit you are for your age.

Then you get some very short shorts and tiny skirts until one day you catch a glimpse of yourself, or your nephew looks like he’s accidentally swallowed a fly, and you think again.

Age goggles are one of nature’s kinder tricks, providing you learn to accept that what you see in the mirror is not necessarily what others are experiencing.. Photo / 123rf

The ‘my youth is fascinating to everyone’ phase

Well, yes you did kiss David Essex (on stage in the interval of Godspell; it was a thing) and you once fainted because your jeans were so tight (someone else had to help pull them on with the assistance of a wire coat hanger) and you did dance with Ben Volpeliere-Pierrot in a nightclub without realising it was Ben Volpeliere-Pierrot.

Good times.

But all this is only so interesting to people who have never heard of David Essex and all of us will take it too far. Next thing you know we “sort of” knew the guys who kept the pet lion in the antique shop on Kings Road; we may have once been chatted up by James Hunt.

This phase goes on forever, really, but you learn to know your audience (other delusionals your own age).

Many over 50 relive their youth through nostalgia phases, thinking their past experiences are universally fascinating. Photo / 123rf

The ‘my house is bohemian’ phase

Or is it just really untidy and rammed with moulting ibex skins, chipped pottery, Welsh blankets, leggy geraniums and so forth. The older you get the more you realise that the shabby chic you aspired to is everyone-under-40′s nightmare. They want underfloor heating and a power shower.

The ‘my music taste is incredible and original’ phase

I have to admit I am among those midlife festival goers who, once a year, heads off with the adult children (step-children in my case) to a cosy, possibly supermarket-sponsored music festival and, while I really look forward to it, how they can stand it I do not know.

What is it about the midlifers and their determination to own the music? True there are a lot of old rockers at these festivals (“Oh my God, this was playing when I got my A level results”) but don’t they get tired of us nodding along and then whispering: “Very UB40, I saw them at Colston Hall in 1981.” This phase is ongoing.

Middle-aged music festival goers often claim a unique and superior taste in music, despite younger generations' differing opinions. Photo / 123rf

The ‘my travel tips are second to none’ phase

Or they were when the Lonely Planet Guides were the only source material. We’re over this one.

The ‘people still fancy me’ phase

Of course they might, but the glittery-eyed, piratical ones who weren’t even born when you were planning your 40th? The young man selling the craft gin at the food market… you think?