In what seemed like a week, 5 years rolled by and everything changed. I don’t feel svelte and sexy anymore. The competition is stiff. There is a new herd of debutantes invading the scene. They are feisty, confident and power dressers….and they are absolutely delightfully young! They are the ones the guys want to toast/chase/spin. It’s about them now. *see beef*. It doesn't help matters when you go out to the bars or parties, even if you apply all the make-up fit enough for a geisha or wear the trendiest outfits, the crow's feet around your tired eyes tell a different tale. How I miss them days when I was much, much younger and insistently stupid. Reality has set in, the curtains have been drawn.I am in the older crowd. (I wonder what stories I'd have to tell a decade from now?). More than ever, I wish I could be frozen in time at this very minute. Any strategies on how to stay ahead in the game?
These days I count myself very fortunate if I pull 1 normal guy in a month. I remain eternally confused as to why the men that are drawn to me now are pot bellied, middle aged and married…The rate at which this is happening, I might just gravitate into oblivion. So much for the natural process of evolvement! *kissing my teeth again*