My 30's

Men Only Want One Thing…

March 23, 2010 at 10:50 pm 5 comments

I don’t know what it is about having a nice meal, outside on a warm, sunny day that makes life so enjoyable?  It is probably a combination of the glass of cool chardonnay sparkling in the sun, the pure entertainment of people passing by and the hysterical conversations with great friends that makes “lunching” one of my favorite hobbies.

Going out to eat has always been a pastime for my group of girlfriends.  As soon as we could legally drive, our nights out always started off at a restaurant somewhere.  In our teens, it was fast food or Red Lobster…in our twenties, it was anywhere with a full bar.  Now that we are in our thirties, the restaurant has become the destination, not starting point, and the establishments have increased in class and price.  During a recent hobby lunch with one of my besties, I was reminded (once again) how different life is as a thirty-something woman. 

During lunch we began talking about our love lives, like most women during any female bonding session.  In between bites of her asian inspired seared scallops, my best friend started explaining how dating in her thirties is a whole new experience. 

“Men only want one thing, and when you are over 30, they don’t want it from you”

I had to contain myself from spitting out the sip of cold water I had just poured into my mouth!  It was so funny, because it is TRUE.

Her blatantly honest statement about men’s subconscious attraction to youth initiated a walk down memory lane.  We took a trip back in time together to ten years ago.  A time when we could walk into any bar or restaurant and naturally grab the attention of almost every male patron.  Not that we were Victoria Secret models or anything.  We were just two young decent looking girls always smiling, laughing and having a good time.

Fast forward to the present.  We are the same decent looking ladies, always smiling, laughing and having a good time…but add some crows feet and laugh lines. We may get a couple head turns, but only if they’re over 30.  Now we attract the somewhat creepy guy, pushing his late fifties wishing he was 20 years younger…or if we’re lucky, maybe the Dad out to dinner with the kids while mom’s out getting a mani/pedi. 

Which I guess, all works out since those guys are probably our target market now anyways (well, minus the married guy!)  It’s just strange getting old…especially when you are a woman.

You know, I really loved watching Sex in the City when it was on 10  years ago… but I appreciate it A LOT more now that I am in my thirties.  I can relate more with Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte now that I see the world through their eyes.

Entry filed under: Dating, Getting Old, relationships. Tags: being 30, Dating, getting older, over the hill, relationships, sex in the city, the thirties, thirtysomething.