I just came back from a nice vacation with family in Texas and have re-entered the dating scene running – and with fresh enthusiasm and confidence. There is something about being in Texas – with strong, healthy, BIG, down-to-earth people that really fortifies me and erases any bit of negative self-image that may have crept in due to the challenge of being a size 16 single woman living in Los Angeles.
I had a first date this week with this guy named Derek…who I met through a dating site for curvy girls. Going on dates from the curvy site is usually less stressful for me since I know these men are going to LOVE my curves. On other dating sites – for the general public – you run into the chance of meeting guys who don’t really like curvy girls, but will make exceptions… I don’t want to be anyone’s exception!
Anyhow, Derek is a few years younger than me. I haven’t dated a younger man in lord knows how long and now I remember why. Derek was very sweet, very cute, but not very in to me, even though he kissed me on the lips during dinner on our date (I HATE the first kiss being rushed). He only texted me the next day – how rude – Life is just too short to spend time with a guy who is not head over heels for you. I think texting is so impersonal. At least, I got to dress up and go to a nice restaurant, so that was pleasant, but unfortunately just not a love connection.
What do you think about dating younger men (Derek excluded) and the whole cougar phenomenon? Can true love ever bloom when there’s an age difference? Younger women dating older men is an accepted norm in our society. Is the reverse now true?
