In 1989 Cher released her chart topping: If I Could Turn Back Time. She was 43-years-old then and it seemed for a while, she did exactly that – turn back time. The album marked a comeback that has continued, on and off, to the present. This year she hits the ripe old age of 65, but she doesn’t look 65. She looks eerily like she did over 20 years ago, back in 1989. Maybe she will release a new song titled, I Turned Back Time.
How does she do it? Only her plastic surgeon knows for sure.
From what I can see, this longing to “turn back time” is deeply embedded in the American psyche. From Botox to plastic surgery, altered noses and cheekbones, facelifts and butt enhancements, breast enlargements to tummy tucks….
The first breast enlargement was performed in Dallas in 1962 and the trend has been getting bigger ever since. It was Cher’s generation – the boomers – who came up with this idea of fighting back against the effects of aging, of improving on God’s handiwork, of turning back time.
Have their lives really been so good for so many of them that they want to prolong them in anyway they can? Were their youthful years so golden that everything afterward had been a letdown and a disappointment and so the purpose of their lives has become a frantic back pedaling to the halcyon days of yore? Or are they just all so afraid of what comes after… if anything?