A few minutes into The Age of Adaline, which premiered in New York City last night, a document forger gives Blake Lively’s character a new passport listing her age as 29. “You could shave off a few years,” the guy says in an attempt at a compliment. Fool!
Lively plays Adaline Bowman, who, at the time, is around 102. But a freak accident has rendered her forever 29 (and not, thankfully, Forever 21, condemned to shopping in the loudest, most seizure-inducing store in America). This movie grapples with our ambivalence about aging. Congratulations, Adaline! You look so young! What’s your secret? (At one point, Adaline mentions “a new cream…from Paris,” which sounds like a sly nod to Lively’s L’Oréal contract.)
Bottom line: Not aging is great for the skin but hell on the psyche, as Adaline discovers when she spends her life in a witness-protection plan of her own devising. I get it. But could we talk for a moment about Lively’s hair in the movie? At some point I went into a hair trance. Full beauty-editor mode: “Oh, so you sweep it all over one shoulder and pin it at the back with two glittery barrettes.” The Age of Adaline is also fashion porn. Check out Adaline’s New Year’s Eve gown: burgundy velvet with a keyhole neckline and jet at the waist. Adaline is going to be this decade’s Pretty Woman.
The movie’s message wasn’t entirely lost on me. I came home with a new appreciation of my crow’s-feet, before covering them with a new cream from Paris.
For more about Blake Lively, check out:
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• Blake Lively Shares Her Favorite DIY Hairstyle
• Blake Lively Gets Nostalgic About Her First Red Carpet With Ryan Reynolds