Sugar and spice and all things nice…

As we have gotten older have we lost our femininity and is reality dragging us down? I'm not referring to our ladylike mannerisms or sense of dress; but have we sacrificed our girl-like nature to suit men? All those ‘things’, sugar and spice and all things nice, that make us different to men. For example, I would never take a BF with me when shopping; shopping malls are full of bored men standing outside dressing rooms waiting to answer the dreaded question, for the 100th time; 'does my bum look big in this?' why would I subject him to it? I don’t need to ask, I’m well aware how big my bum is! Is this where I am going wrong?

I spoke to a colleague last night, also in his mid thirties, we were discussing relationships, he proceeded to tell me about the girl he's 'knocking about with', very eloquent don't you think? She's 14 years his junior, my gasp was: 'now, what do you two have in common?’ he proudly replied, without hesitation, 'Nothing!’ and then he said: 'she's a breath of fresh air'...’my world is mortgages, stress and worries caused by the recession; her world is sugar and spice, her biggest concern is what shoes she's going to wear; it's refreshing, it’s like medicine. I can switch off and I look forward to seeing her, it’s better than therapy!’

He’s not the first guy I have encountered, dating a significantly younger woman. I’ve a good friend in his early forties, who seems to avoid any woman over 30, and any woman who has not been born this side of South America.

Should there be a reverse in roles, should I be telling my gal pals about my hard day at the office, my concerns about the hikes in mortgage rates and ‘him’ about the new shade of lipstick I just bought? Food for thought! xoxo

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