When I was in my twenties, I vowed to age gracefully, accept whatever comes. That attitude changed when I turned 40. I wouldn't say I'm a wrinklephobe; I don't look into the mirror everyday peering anxiously at each imagined wrinkle that crops up
but when I noticed shallow lines on my forehead that have always been there when I smile, laugh, or raise a single eyebrow just because I can getting deeper, I started looking for topical anti-wrinkle serums. They've worked to a degree, but dynamic creases that appear by the facial expressions I make won't ever disappear completely unless I go the botox or surgical route. I don't EVER want to inject poison or animal fat into my face or go under the knife to keep them at bay, however. That's where I draw the line.