Not to be ageist, but I’m not taking advice from a 23-year-old.


So…

I’ve been on the hunt for someone local to tame my eyebrows.
Maybe even my lashes too — nothing dramatic, just a little tint or lift.
Something that says, I’ve got my sh*t together, even if I’ve been crying in the Woollies car park again.


In my search, I’ve been reminded (once again) that I’m not the target market anymore.
Not for beauty. Not for gyms. Not for wellness.
Not really for… anything.

One eyebrow tech I found is doing a stellar job of reaching her crowd — slick socials, flawless selfies, probably booked solid.
But she’s 23. And her clients look 19.
And I’m just over here wondering whether I can ask about stray chin hairs without it being weird.


These days, when I look for any kind of support — my GP, my hairdresser, my trainer, even my dentist — I’m not looking for youth. I’m looking for experience.

For understanding.

For someone who gets that I have teenagers, a mortgage, hormonal chaos, and zero patience for anyone telling me to “just meditate more” or “cut out carbs after 4pm.”


It’s the same energy I bring to my classes.

If you’ve ever walked into a gym or studio and thought:

These people are all half my age
I'm not sure my knees can do that
I don’t wanna be yelled at through a mic over techno music
Is it normal to feel this tired all the time?

You’re not alone. And you’re not the problem. You’re just not 23 anymore — thank god.

My studio is built for women like us. Women who are tired of being told to “just suck it up (or in!)” or “count your macros."
Women who’ve been through things and are craving something deeper, slower, wiser — but still strong.

We go slow. We go deep.
We move with purpose.
We laugh. We cry. We breathe.
We build strength in ways that feel good.
And we do it in a room that smells like lemon balm and not sweat and self-loathing.


Right now, my current 6-week module is underway and completely full.
Which, honestly, feels like a beautiful reflection of the kind of community we’ve created here — warm, welcoming, quietly powerful.
(And always ready to make room when the time is right.)


And if your brows are looking incredible these days… send help.

With love,
Sadie x

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