Quando Marcus vê seu bebê recém-nascido pela primeira vez, seu mundo se despedaça. Convencido de que sua esposa Elena o traiu, ele está pronto para ir embora. Mas antes que ele possa, ela revela um segredo que o deixa questionando tudo. O amor é suficiente para mantê-los juntos?
Fiquei em êxtase no dia em que minha esposa anunciou que seríamos pais. Estávamos tentando há um tempo e mal podíamos esperar para dar as boas-vindas ao nosso primeiro filho ao mundo. Mas um dia, enquanto discutíamos o plano de parto, Elena soltou uma bomba.
Uma mulher grávida em um sofá | Fonte: Midjourney
“Não quero você na sala de parto”, ela disse, com a voz suave, mas firme.
Eu me senti como se tivesse levado um soco no estômago. “O quê? Por que não?”
Elena não me olhava nos olhos. “Eu só… preciso fazer essa parte sozinha. Por favor, entenda.”
Eu não entendia, não realmente. Mas eu amava Elena mais do que tudo, e confiava nela. Se era disso que ela precisava, eu respeitaria. Ainda assim, uma pequena semente de desconforto se plantou em meu intestino naquele dia.
Um homem carrancudo | Fonte: Midjourney
Conforme a data prevista para o parto de Elena se aproximava, essa semente cresceu. Na noite anterior à data marcada para ela ser induzida, eu me virei e me revirei, incapaz de me livrar da sensação de que algo grande estava prestes a mudar.
Na manhã seguinte, fomos para o hospital. Beijei Elena na entrada da maternidade, observando enquanto a levavam para longe.
As horas passaram. Andei de um lado para o outro na sala de espera, bebi muito café ruim e chequei meu telefone a cada dois minutos. Finalmente, um médico apareceu. Um olhar para seu rosto e meu coração despencou. Algo estava errado.
Um médico | Fonte: Pexels
“Sr. Johnson?” ele disse, sua voz grave. “É melhor você vir comigo.”
Eu segui o médico pelo corredor enquanto mil cenários horríveis passavam pela minha mente. Elena estava bem? O bebê? Chegamos à sala de parto, e o médico abriu a porta. Eu corri para dentro, desesperada para ver Elena.
Ela estava lá, parecendo exausta, mas viva. O alívio tomou conta de mim por uma fração de segundo antes de eu notar o embrulho em seus braços.
Uma mulher segurando seu bebê recém-nascido | Fonte: Midjourney
O bebê, nosso bebê, tinha a pele tão branca quanto a neve fresca, mechas de cabelo loiro e, quando abriu os olhos, eles eram surpreendentemente azuis.
“Que diabos é isso?”, ouvi-me dizer, minha voz soando estranha e distante.
Elena olhou para mim, seus olhos cheios de uma mistura de amor e medo. “Marcus, eu posso explicar—”
Uma mulher emocional | Fonte: Midjourney
Mas eu não estava ouvindo. Uma névoa vermelha de raiva e traição desceu sobre mim. “Explicar o quê? Que você me traiu? Que esse não é meu filho?”
“Não! Marcus, por favor—”
Eu a interrompi, minha voz aumentando. “Não minta para mim, Elena! Eu não sou idiota. Esse não é o nosso bebê!”
Um homem sombrio | Fonte: Pexels
Enfermeiros se movimentavam ao nosso redor, tentando acalmar a situação, mas eu estava além da razão. Eu sentia como se meu coração estivesse sendo arrancado do meu peito. Como ela pôde fazer isso comigo? Conosco?
“Marcus!” A voz cortante de Elena cortou minha raiva. “Olhe para o bebê. Olhe de verdade.”
Algo em seu tom me fez parar. Olhei para baixo enquanto Elena gentilmente virava o bebê, apontando para seu tornozelo direito.
Os pés de um bebê | Fonte: Pexels
Ali, clara como o dia, estava uma pequena marca de nascença em forma de crescente. Idêntica à que eu tinha desde o nascimento, e que outros membros da minha família também tinham.
A luta se esvaiu de mim em um instante, substituída por confusão total. “Eu não entendo”, sussurrei.
Elena respirou fundo. “Tem algo que preciso te contar. Algo que eu deveria ter te contado anos atrás.”
Uma mulher olhando para o lado | Fonte: Midjourney
Quando o bebê se acalmou, Elena começou a explicar.
Durante nosso noivado, ela passou por alguns testes genéticos. Os resultados mostraram que ela carregava um gene recessivo raro que poderia fazer com que uma criança tivesse pele pálida e características claras, independentemente da aparência dos pais.
“Eu não te contei porque as chances eram muito pequenas”, ela disse, com a voz trêmula. “E eu não achei que isso importaria. Nós nos amávamos, e isso era tudo o que importava.”
Uma mulher séria | Fonte: Midjourney
Afundei numa cadeira, minha cabeça girando. “Mas como…?”
“Você também deve ter o gene”, explicou Elena.
“Ambos os pais podem carregá-lo sem saber, e então…” Ela gesticulou para o nosso bebê.
Um bebê | Fonte: Pexels
Nossa garotinha agora dormia pacificamente, alheia à agitação ao seu redor.
Olhei para a criança. A marca de nascença era uma prova inegável, mas meu cérebro estava tendo problemas para acompanhar.
“Sinto muito por não ter te contado”, Elena disse, com lágrimas escorrendo pelo rosto. “Eu estava assustada, e então, com o passar do tempo, pareceu cada vez menos importante. Nunca imaginei que isso realmente aconteceria.”
Uma mulher chorando | Fonte: Pexels
Eu queria ficar bravo. Parte de mim ainda estava. Mas quando olhei para Elena, exausta e vulnerável, e para nosso pequeno e perfeito bebê, senti algo mais ficando mais forte. Amor. Amor feroz e protetor.
Levantei-me e fui até a cama, envolvendo meus braços em volta dos dois. “Nós vamos resolver isso”, murmurei no cabelo de Elena. “Juntos.”
Eu mal sabia que nossos desafios estavam apenas começando.
Levar nosso bebê para casa deveria ter sido uma ocasião alegre. Em vez disso, parecia entrar em uma zona de guerra.
Uma casa suburbana | Fonte: Pexels
Minha família estava ansiosa para conhecer a mais nova adição. Mas quando eles puseram os olhos em nosso pacote de alegria de pele clara e cabelos loiros, o inferno desabou.
“Que tipo de piada é essa?”, minha mãe, Denise, perguntou, estreitando os olhos enquanto olhava do bebê para Elena.
Dei um passo à frente da minha esposa, protegendo-a dos olhares acusatórios. “Não é brincadeira, mãe. Este é seu neto.”
Minha irmã Tanya zombou. “Vamos lá, Marcus. Você não pode esperar seriamente que acreditemos nisso.”
Uma mulher cética | Fonte: Pexels
“É verdade”, insisti, tentando manter a voz calma. “Elena e eu carregamos um gene raro. O médico explicou tudo.”
Mas eles não estavam ouvindo. Meu irmão Jamal me puxou de lado, falando em voz baixa. “Cara, eu sei que você a ama, mas você tem que encarar os fatos. Essa não é sua filha.”
Eu o sacudi, a raiva crescendo em meu peito. “É meu filho, Jamal. Olhe a marca de nascença no tornozelo. É igualzinha à minha.”
Um homem gesticulando para um berço | Fonte: Midjourney
Mas não importava quantas vezes eu explicasse, mostrasse a marca de nascença ou implorasse por compreensão, minha família permanecia cética.
Cada visita se transformava em um interrogatório, com Elena sofrendo o peso das suspeitas.
Uma noite, cerca de uma semana depois de termos trazido o bebê para casa, acordei com o som da porta do berçário rangendo ao abrir. Instantaneamente alerta, rastejei pelo corredor, apenas para encontrar minha mãe debruçada sobre o berço.
Um bebê em um berço | Fonte: Pexels
“O que você está fazendo?”, sibilei, assustando-a.
Mamãe pulou para trás, parecendo culpada. Em sua mão havia uma toalha úmida. Com um sobressalto nauseante, percebi que ela estava tentando esfregar a marca de nascença, convencida de que era falsa.
“Já chega”, eu disse, minha voz tremendo de raiva. “Saia. Agora.”
“Marcus, eu só estava—”
“Fora!”, repeti, mais alto dessa vez.
Um homem apontando para a porta | Fonte: Midjourney
Enquanto eu a conduzia em direção à porta da frente, Elena apareceu no corredor, parecendo preocupada. “O que está acontecendo?”
Expliquei o que tinha acontecido, observando a mágoa e a raiva passarem pelo rosto de Elena. Ela tinha sido tão paciente, tão compreensiva diante das dúvidas da minha família. Mas isso foi um passo longe demais.
“Acho que está na hora de sua família ir embora”, disse Elena calmamente.
Eu assenti, virando-me para encarar minha mãe. “Mãe, eu te amo, mas isso tem que parar. Ou você aceita nosso filho ou não faz parte de nossas vidas. É simples assim.”
Um homem falando com sua mãe | Fonte: Midjourney
O rosto de Denise endureceu. “Você está escolhendo ela em vez da sua própria família?”
“Não”, eu disse firmemente. “Estou escolhendo Elena e nosso bebê em vez do seu preconceito e suspeita.”
Ao fechar a porta atrás dela, senti uma mistura de alívio e tristeza. Eu amava minha família, mas não podia deixar que suas dúvidas envenenassem nossa felicidade por mais tempo.
Elena e eu relaxamos no sofá, ambas emocionalmente esgotadas. “Sinto muito”, sussurrei, puxando-a para perto. “Eu deveria ter enfrentado eles antes.”
Um casal relaxando no sofá | Fonte: Pexels
Ela se inclinou para mim, suspirando. “Não é sua culpa. Eu entendo por que eles estão tendo problemas para aceitar isso. Eu só queria…”
“Eu sei”, eu disse, beijando o topo da cabeça dela. “Eu também.”
As semanas seguintes foram uma confusão de noites sem dormir, trocas de fraldas e telefonemas tensos de familiares.
Uma tarde, enquanto eu embalava o bebê para dormir, Elena se aproximou de mim com um olhar determinado.
“Acho que deveríamos fazer um teste de DNA”, ela disse calmamente.
Uma mulher séria | Fonte: Midjourney
Senti uma pontada no peito. “Elena, não precisamos provar nada a ninguém. Eu sei que esta é nossa criança.”
Ela sentou-se ao meu lado, pegando minha mão livre na dela. “Eu sei que você acredita nisso, Marcus. E eu te amo por isso. Mas sua família não vai deixar isso passar. Talvez se tivermos provas, eles finalmente nos aceitem.”
Ela estava certa. A dúvida constante estava nos corroendo a todos.
“Ok”, eu disse finalmente. “Vamos lá.”
Um homem pensativo | Fonte: Pexels
Finalmente, o dia chegou. Nós nos sentamos no consultório médico, Elena apertando o bebê contra o peito, eu segurando sua mão com tanta força que tive medo de machucá-la. O médico entrou com uma pasta na mão, seu rosto ilegível.
“Sr. e Sra. Johnson”, ele começou, “tenho seus resultados aqui.”
Prendi a respiração, subitamente aterrorizada. E se, por alguma piada cósmica, o teste desse negativo? Como eu lidaria com isso?
Um homem preocupado | Fonte: Pexels
O médico abriu a pasta e sorriu. “O teste de DNA confirma que você, Sr. Johnson, é de fato o pai desta criança.”
O alívio tomou conta de mim como uma onda gigante. Virei-me para Elena, que chorava silenciosamente, uma mistura de alegria e vingança em seu rosto. Puxei as duas para um abraço, sentindo como se um peso tivesse sido tirado dos meus ombros.
Munido dos resultados dos testes, convoquei uma reunião familiar.
Um homem olhando para sua mãe | Fonte: Midjourney
Minha mãe, meus irmãos e alguns tios e tias se reuniram na sala de estar, observando o bebê com uma mistura de curiosidade e dúvida persistente.
Fiquei na frente deles, com os resultados dos testes em mãos. “Sei que todos vocês tiveram suas dúvidas”, comecei, minha voz firme. “Mas é hora de colocá-las para descansar. Fizemos um teste de DNA.”
Passei os resultados adiante, observando enquanto eles liam a verdade inegável. Alguns pareciam chocados, outros envergonhados. As mãos da minha mãe tremiam enquanto ela segurava o papel.
“Eu… eu não entendo”, ela disse fracamente. “Toda essa coisa de gene recessivo era verdade?”
Uma mulher chocada | Fonte: Midjourney
“Claro que sim”, respondi.
Um por um, meus familiares ofereceram suas desculpas. Algumas foram sinceras, outras estranhas, mas todas pareciam genuínas. Minha mãe foi a última a falar.
“Sinto muito”, ela disse, com lágrimas nos olhos. “Você pode me perdoar?”
Elena, sempre mais graciosa do que eu jamais poderia ser, levantou-se e abraçou-a. “Claro que podemos”, ela disse suavemente. “Somos uma família.”
Uma mulher falando com sua nora | Fonte: Midjourney
Enquanto eu os observava se abraçando, com nosso bebê arrulhando suavemente entre eles, senti uma sensação de paz se instalar em mim. Nossa pequena família pode não parecer o que todos esperavam, mas era nossa. E no final, era tudo o que importava.
Aqui vai outra história: eu estava dirigindo para casa quando vi uma garotinha em um ônibus escolar, batendo na janela traseira em terror. Meu mundo parou. Algo estava terrivelmente errado. Mas que perigo uma criança pequena poderia correr em um ônibus escolar aparentemente seguro? Eu corri atrás do ônibus para descobrir, apenas para meu coração pular uma batida. Clique aqui para ler mais.
Este trabalho é inspirado em eventos e pessoas reais, mas foi ficcionalizado para fins criativos. Nomes, personagens e detalhes foram alterados para proteger a privacidade e melhorar a narrativa. Qualquer semelhança com pessoas reais, vivas ou mortas, ou eventos reais é mera coincidência e não intencional do autor.
O autor e a editora não fazem nenhuma reivindicação quanto à precisão dos eventos ou à representação dos personagens e não são responsáveis por nenhuma interpretação errônea. Esta história é fornecida “como está”, e quaisquer opiniões expressas são as dos personagens e não refletem as opiniões do autor ou da editora.
Shania Twain is still one of the most gorgeous female musicians out there
As the best-selling female artist in country music history, and one of the best-selling music artists of all time, Shania Twain is going to live on forever – at least in our hearts.
Often referred to as the “Queen of Country Pop”, she conquered the world and became a global superstar in the 90s.
But few know the struggles she has faced in her life. First, she was a poor, starving kid before her breakthrough. Not to mention the fact that her life changed completely at 22 – when an unbearable tragedy forced new responsibilities upon her…
Rocky childhood
Shania Twain was born Eilleen Regina Edwards in Windsor, Ontario, on August 28, 1965. She would later change her surname when Shania’s mother, Sharon, remarried a man called Jerry Twain.
Since Shania’s biological father wasn’t present during her upbringing, she never publicly acknowledged him as her dad. Instead, Jerry took it upon himself to raise Shania, legally adopting her and her two sisters.
”My father (Jerry) went out of his way to raise three daughters that weren’t even his. For me to acknowledge another man as my father, a man who was never there for me as a father, who wasn’t the one who struggled every day to put food on our table, would have hurt him terribly,” Shania once said.
All things considered, Shania had a difficult childhood. She grew up in poverty in Timmins, rural Canada, and her family was far from wealthy. Her step-father Jerry, a full-blooded Ojibway, had a hard time providing for the family and earned little money.
As a result, Shania and her sisters didn’t always have food on the table. Sometimes, the only thing served was a dish known as “goulash”: dry bread with boiled milk and brown sugar. During the cold winters in Canada, Shania was forced to wear bread bags on her feet because her parents couldn’t afford proper boots.
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But as a young girl, she never told anyone about her situation. The future Queen of Country Pop feared that the authorities would break up the family if she spoke up about their hardships.
Lived in ”survivor mode”
Meanwhile, the marriage between Sharon and Jerry was also rocky. At one time, Shania convinced her mom to run away from Jerry, so Shania, her mom and her sisters fled to a homeless shelter in Toronto. However, when Shania was 16, her mother returned to Jerry, and they decided to give things another try.
Shania told how she lived in “survivor mode” into her adult years, due to the instability of her childhood home. She didn’t feel that she could rely on her parents to neither protect her or to be consistent caregivers.
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Now, when Shania turned eight, she had started singing at bars to help pay the bills at home. It was a daring move for a young girl, and Shania didn’t exactly like doing it. At the same time, though, she could earn as much as $20 a night, a vital economic injection in her struggling family household.
“My deepest passion was music and it helped. There were moments when I thought, ‘I hate this.’ I hated going into bars and being with drunks. But I loved the music and so I survived,” she said in Shania Twain: The Biography.
Performing at rural bars and in retirement homes in Canada also helped Shania develop her stage language and explore her talent. Before long, she was ready for a bigger scene.
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When she was 13, Shania got to perform on the Tommy Hunter Show, a legendary country music variety show that aired on CBC Television and ran for 27 years. Hosted by Tommy Hunter, known as “Canada’s Country Gentleman,” it gave Shania an excellent opportunity to promote herself as a country singer.
In the mid-1980s, Shania was a struggling singer-songwriter trying to establish herself in the music industry. She had joined her first band, Longshot, as a 16-year-old, but relocated to Toronto when she was 21.
As time went on, more and more people began to discover the talented and beautiful songstress. When famous country singer Mary Bailey saw Shania perform in Sudbury, Ontario, she was stunned.
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“I saw this little girl up on stage with a guitar and it absolutely blew me away. She performed Willie Nelson‘s “Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain” and Hank Williams’ “I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry”. Her voice reminded me of Tanya Tucker, it had strength and character, a lot of feeling. She’s a star, she deserves an opportunity,” Bailey, who would later become Shania’s manager, recalled.
“She sang a few songs that she had written, and I thought to myself, this kid is like nineteen years old, where does she get this? This is from a person who’s lived sixty years”.
In 1987, the road was open for Shania, and she had every opportunity to break through as a country artist. Nashville and big money were waiting for her.
Then tragedy struck and changed everything.
Parents passing
On the afternoon of November 1, 1987, Shania’s parents were driving on a remote logging road on their way to a work site.
Unfortunately, they collided with a truck loaded with timber. Both Jerry and Sharon died in the crash, leaving behind two sons and three daughters.
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“I feel like I’ve been this tree with good sturdy roots for 30 years, then all of a sudden someone comes along and is trying to cut me down, cut a part me off,” Shania said.
When she heard the news, Shania was devastated. She decided to return to her native Timmins. Instead of focusing on her music career, Shania had to take care of her younger siblings, who were 13, 14, and 18 at the time.
“It was a very, very difficult time. But it was also a turning point in my life that, I think, matured me, brought me up to where I should have been in the first place at that age,” she told CBC.
She raised them all by herself, ensuring they had the support they needed. Later, Shania decided to move to Huntsville, Ontario, with all her siblings. There, she landed a job as a singer and dancer at the Deerhurst Resort.
“I was just going to give up music,” Shania said in 1995.
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“I thought, my family comes first. I have to take care of them. I didn’t even think of my future…. I’m lucky I got the job at Deerhurst, because it was music. I didn’t know where I was going to go from there.”
Road to stardom
During her time at Deerhurst, the gorgeous singer, with her signature brown hair and beautiful voice, developed her skills as an entertainer.
After putting together a demo tape of her song, she caught the attention of a Mercury Nashville Records executive. Shania was invited to Nashville and released her self-titled debut album, Shania Twain, in 1993. It wasn’t a commercial success, but received positive reviews from critics.
One person who really loved what he heard was South African record producer Mutt Lange. In fact, he was so impressed that he reached out to Shania and asked if he could produce and write some songs with her.
After meeting at Nashville’s Fan Fair in June 1993, they started an intense collaboration and became very close in a short time. Six months later, the couple married. Shania was more than a decade younger than Mutt, but the couple obviously had something special. Together, they wrote many hit songs on the forthcoming albums that would catapult Shania into stardom, The Woman in Me (1995) and Come On Over (1997).
By 2007, The Woman in Me had sold more than 12 million copies in the United States. At the time of its release it was a huge success, turning Shania Twain into a star overnight.
“We just took a stab in the dark, followed our instincts, and it worked out. I think there was something on that album for everybody,” Shania told The News Tribune in 1997.
Most often, Shania wrote the lyrics, and Mutt created the music. While producing Come On Over, Mutt tried to slip in riffs from rock-n-roll; he had previously worked with AC/DC and Def Leppard.
The outcome was a marriage of country & rock, resulting in an international pop breakthrough and 40 million copies sold worldwide. The 1997 album featured many of Shania’s most famous songs, including “You’re Still The One” and “Man! I Feel Like A Woman”.
“In my mind, I was just being myself and that was the great thing of all — to just be able to be myself and let my personality come through in the music,” Shania told The Associated Press.
It is no exaggeration to say that “Shaniamania” hit America full force in the late 1990s. Today, Come On Over is the ninth highest-selling album by any type of artist in the US, and the top-selling country album in history.
Shania Twain marriage
On August 12, 2001, Shania and Mutt Lange welcomed a son. They named him Eja (pronounced “Asia”) and, according to the media, Shania delivered her son at a hospital in Switzerland, without any “media fanfare”.
The down-to-earth charm that earned her admiration from all over the world was reflected in her pregnancy. Shania kept things quiet and private – she released no details about Eja when he was born.
Cried constantly
A few years later, however, she would be forced to go through a public divorce, one where less flattering details came out in the media.
For many years, Twain’s marriage had been plagued by rumors – some gossip columnists claimed that the couple had huge problems. Shania commented on the rumors in 1997, denying that the couple would divorce.
”Mutt and I are an unlikely pair,” she said.
“There’s been talk in the tabloids that we’re divorcing, but we are very happy. We love each other in every way. We have a great creative relationship and a great personal relationship. We feel as strong as ever – and “Still the One” is sort of my own personal song about marriage.”
In 2008, though, Shania and her husband separated. The reason? Lange had engaged in an affair with Shania’s best friend, Marie-Anne Thiébaud.
Shania was, of course, completely heartbroken. She said she cried constantly and took five baths a day. According to the country star, she was ”ready to die”.
“I’ll be honest: when your husband leaves you, and falls into the arms of your close friend, your self-esteem can really suffer,” she said.
Shania and Marie-Anne were really good friends who had first met when the latter was hired as an assistant and interpreter for Mutt Lange. After finding out about the affair, Shania confronted her so-called friend.
”I just told her that she was a bad person – that’s all I could get out!’
‘When I left her, I thought, “You’re such a wimp, you coward!”‘
Shania Twain husband
Soon, things would take another unexpected turn. While trying to cope with her heartbreak, Shania found love again.
In 2011, Shania married businessman Frédéric Thiébaud, Marie-Anne’s former husband. The two bonded over the heartbreak and tied the knot in Puerto Rico in front of 40 people, mostly close friends and family.
“I don’t take any day for granted any more. Fred has give me a new lease on love,” Shania told the Daily Mail.
Shania said she had found “a true friend and a dear gentleman” and that her husband of 10+ years is a true gift to her. When they started dating, Fred surprised her with romantic trips – once he flew her to a Swiss glacier, and once he hired a whole movie theatre just for her.
“It’s twisted. So beautifully twisted,” she said.
“To express my love, words are not enough. I’m more in love with her every day,” Thiebaud added.
Shania Twain today
Shania Twain is a long-time resident of Corseaux, Switzerland, where she resides with her husband. She rarely gives interviews and the Queen of Country Pop is known for being notoriously private.
In recent years, she has released several albums with varying degrees of success. Right now, she’s doing a show in Las Vegas, where she takes “fans on a journey through her award-winning career with the best elements from her iconic videos and visual spectacles of her sold out global tours.”
She has also tried her luck in the film industry, appearing in several movies over the years. In 2019, she starred alongside John Travolta in Trading Paint, and in 2020 portrayed the mother of singer Jeremy Camp in the autobiographical movie I Still Believe.
Though Shania does not appear as often on the top lists today, she has left a massive mark in popular culture. Once the reigning queen of country music, she helped influence artists such as Britney Spears, Taylor Swift, and Carrie Underwood.
“I think we were all definitely influenced by Shania, even if we don’t realize it. (Her music) was so different and kind of revolutionary at the time. She definitely paved the way for a lot of us,” Carrie Underwood told AP in 2016.
Shania Twain on aging
Shania was also very forward-thinking with her outfits and classic supermodel looks. In 2009, she was voted the No. 1 Most Beautiful Canadian by readers of Hello! magazine. Over the years, the country star has been pretty open about her secrets as regards looking young.
Reportedly, she’s a vegetarian, eats a lot of raw food, and meditates on a daily basis.
“A happy heart comes first, then the happy face,” she said.
Shania, now 59, also revealed how she’s dealing with the effects of age.
“I’m pretty insecure about my changing body… I’m letting ‘the girls’ hang loose under my sweat clothes around the house and when someone comes to the door, I cross my arms under them for support,” she told EW.
“For me personally, I’m sure it’s very different for everybody, but I just started with time. Stepping out of battles that I couldn’t win. I mean, you know, aging is a battle you can’t win,” she said in 2020, in the LadyGang podcast.
“That battle and the focus and energy it takes, is taking up too much space! In my life, my emotional state, my mental state. I’ve got songs to write. I’m not gonna sit around,” said Twain.
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