Shutterstock My 40 (ahem, er) somethingth birthday is in, like four days. This means, among other things, that I spend no shortage of time contemplating things like Botox, grandiose adventures (YOLO, people. YOLO) and a potential brand, new Corvette (I grew up in Detroit; this was near the top of the list of classic “mid-life crisis” moves, as I observed it). Oh, yeah. And serums to hide dark circles under my eyes. Oh, the hours I spend on this one.