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76-year-old grandmother ripped apart in comments after modeling sleeveless dress on social media

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“Not flattering at all. Would never wear alone. Too old to be showing all that skin,” another user dared to write.

“It’s perfectly appropriate to have wrinkled skin at 76, and I’m not ashamed of it,” Cima said. “Sometimes I want to respond, ‘Should I cover my face too, because I have wrinkles there?’”

Cima started her fashion blog in 2019 after noticing a need for older women in the space.

“I saw an opportunity to talk about how to dress as you get older. Women have been conditioned to think they need to cover up because that’s what their mothers and grandmothers did.”

“We need to shift the way we think about age. We don’t need to adhere to these old ideas in a modern world.”

Despite the countless rude remarks, Cima paid them little attention and instead offered advice for some of her newest and younger followers.

“Aging is great. Everything you have learned your entire life is now there for you. You are now the wisest that you are ever going to be. Embrace it and be proud.”

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