Hey, guess what? I'm feeling a little pissed off today and here's why:
According to our popular culture:
It is okay to be fat as long as you are funny.
You can be hot if you are older, but only if you are skinny.
You can be sexy if you are curvy but not TOO MUCH.
You can be a feminist, but why be so ANGRY?
It is okay to be angry, but for cryin' out loud, get some botox so you don't LOOK angry. And don't be fat and angry.
But if you are middle aged, overweight, and dare to try to feel even the slightest bit attractive, good freaking luck. You can be old and hot or fat and hot, but both??? Nobody wants to see that.
I'm pitching fits. Culturally speaking, there is no place for me. Sexually speaking, at least in terms of popular culture, I am dead in the water, and any complaining about it is just old-lady bitching. Women who are younger than me seem to come away with the impression that because I look like a soccer mom, that I never had any fun when I was younger. I actually had a girl tell me that she just can't picture me ever being the type to wear a short skirt and drink and generally get into trouble.
In other words, I have become harmless. My femme-fatale days are over to other people, and apparently I was the last to get the memo. Whatever sensuality I possess is now expected to be subdued, refined, or, you know, invisible.
Not that I haven't mellowed with age, but that is just crap. I have no desire to be compared to a fine wine that gets better with age. I am different, but like all women in their forties, I am deeply aware of and interested in my sexual life. Like many women with naturally curvy bodies, I want to enjoy mine.
So here it is:
I'm aging, just like you are. ALL OF YOU. I'm also fat by many standards. I have little wrinkles from worrying on my forehead.
I also really enjoy sex, and I am probably better at it than you are. So there. I'm not self censoring any more for your comfort.
