Jane Q. Citizen: Considering that according to the math formula DFO posted here about the age requirements of a trophy wife (half the Sugar Daddy’s age, plus 7 years), I’d have to marry a man who was nearing 90 to be considered such. So I’m closing in on that old fogey age bracket along with millions of my fellow baby boomers. To all of you young whippersnappers let me tell you a secret. We still think we’re 30 but with the smarts that come from having lived nearly twice that long. It’s liberating to become comfortable in your own skin, even when that skin has a few more wrinkles on it. I wouldn’t want to be in my twenties again for nothing.
DFO: I’m getting comfortable in my own skin, too. I relish the knowledge I have at 56. But I wished I had the left knee that I had at 26, before the two blown ACLs from playing sports.
Question: Are you comfortable in your own skin?