Circles in Houston

"You look wonderful!" Jane announced when we met in the restaurant. I would have said the same thing of her. She is short and peppy, with one of those faces that could pass for late 30s to mid-50s (she is actually the latter). We hadn't seen each other since 1997, when we were both living in the south of France. I KNEW I'd aged since then, but it didn't look like she had. What was her secret? I wanted to know.

She shrugged. No secret formula. No special cream. And no sense of having beaten the clock. "A number of women in my circle in Houston have gotten facelifts," she said.  "That's the only real way to do it, if you are willing to take the risk."