‘When Someone Thought My Husband Is My Son’

Jan 16, 2026 | 22:17 IST

This kind of thing is hard to laugh off even if we preach that lookism is nonsense. What many of us want is to age just like JLo. What we settle for is a very carefully curated social media reality

I just posted a bunch of photos to Instagram. They are pictures of my friends and I at a big fat Indian engagement party. We are in full make-up, hair and wardrobe – all of which were carefully planned (or curated, if I thought we were more important than we are). Gazing at the photos I am pleased. We look good and with any luck we might make a few people jealous of how good.

This is not a side of me that I am proud of. But here we are. There was a time when we were smug about where we lived, what car we drove, possibly who we were married to. Today it’s the squad. Who you hang out with says a lot about you. But what they look like says even more.

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‘When Someone Thought My Husband Is My Son’

This kind of thing is hard to laugh off even if we preach that lookism is nonsense. What many of us want is to age just like JLo. What we settle for is a very carefully curated social media reality

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‘When Someone Thought My Husband Is My Son’

This kind of thing is hard to laugh off even if we preach that lookism is nonsense. What many of us want is to age just like JLo. What we settle for is a very carefully curated social media reality

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