My group chat with my friends has blown up over this, too.
I have friends who have had breast cancer, who have mobility issues from MS, who have left abusive relationships, and who have various disabilities. None of them are measuring the quality of their life by whether they look younger than their age or whether they can stand up without using their hands. None of them feel less than after menopause. Many enjoy the lack of male ogling and finally being able to say what they think.
I rate Trinny’s makeup and used to really love her fashion content, but I’m not enjoying the skeletal, desperate post-Saatchi Trinny.