How to make peace with what you actually look like
Archive piece from 2015. At precisely the same time I became a game-show host on one of the largest cable networks in the country—my 45-year-old melonhead suddenly thrust into 94 million homes—I started to look and feel my middle age. Was it psychological head-casery? Probably. That's a helluva lot of homes. Still, the timing sucked. As host of Friday Night Game Night—a ridiculously fun gig at the national shopping channel, HSN—I was discovering new blemishes, new eye bags, new bloat every morning. Do you know what "11 lines" are? Yeah, well, I do. And I swear those zig-zagging wrink...
Source: gq-magazine.co.uk