So here we are, in the middle of June...44 days till my...wait for it..30th birthday. The One birthday that takes you from being a "young lady" to a Woman. The one that makes you (and everyone especially your parents), "geez I'm old!" So here I am. Slowly preparing for my early life crisis. Oh I fully plan to lock myself in my room and cry. That real ugly cry.
Here are a few oberservations/lessoned learned from being on the cusp of true womanhood:
1) I thought I was hot sexy young thang in my 20's. I was wrong. Actually I think I'm more sexier now that I've ever been. I have more confidence in myself. I know what I want now and I'm not gonna settle for anything less.
2) Clothes....I am a true believer that some women of a certain age can not wear the same clothes as a teen or what they call "junior" clothing. I don't care how cute it is...midriff and short boom boom shorts shouldn't be worn by a woman over thirty, especially those who are 30 and look 40 yrs old. With that being said I am guilty of wearing those cute tshirts...hello kitty is my weakness. So goodbye kitty cat!
3) Clubs/bars/lounges - I went to one last April. At that point, it had been a year and a bit since I've set foot in one. It's not the same fantastic place I once thought. The girls now are mean, bitchy, rude and downright disrespectful. And don't get me on the guys, such immature young men. I discovered that I lost my rhythm. Can't dance worth shit. Lost it all. and I was good. Real GOOD! That's what I missed the most, the music, the dancing. But then I soon realized I was bored, annoyed, tired. Tired of it all. I just wanted to go home and sleep. I've out grown the clubbing/partying scene. Been there, done that! I just wanted to go home to my rhythmically challenged partner and sleep.
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