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February is Spunky Old Broads Month and February 1st is Spunky Old Broads Day! You know some Spunky Old Broads, either personally or as characters in books, television shows and movies (I always think of the Golden Girls and Auntie Mame). Zanyholidays.com has this wonderful description.
Spunky old broads are positive, fun, butt-kicking mature women over the age of 50 who refuse to sit back quietly and get old. They want excitement! They want a regret-free life! They want form fitting aprons! They want calcium supplements!
When I grow up, I want to be a Spunky Old Broad! I want to wear hats
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and if I have to use a cane,
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I want them to sparkle in the sun.
Something that kept showing up on different blogs as I was doing searches for Spunky Old Broads is a poem by Jenny Joseph she wrote in 1961 called Warning. You may also know it as When I Am An Old Woman, I Shall Wear Purple. So, if you know a Spunky Old Broad, perhaps share this poem with her at lunch or while having some brandy and start practicing some spunkiness yourself.
by Jenny Joseph
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people’s gardens
And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.