Does the age we find beautiful grow up with us?

A child's crushes are other children; a woman of sixty rarely aches for a teenager's face. The age we read as beautiful seems to drift upward as we do, tracking our own stage of life rather than sitting at some fixed peak. Does the standard of human beauty actually recalibrate with the perceiver's age, and if it does, is that biology matching us to viable mates or just familiarity rebranding whoever surrounds us as attractive?

open-question·psychology·attraction