Losing your attractiveness

I’m going to start off this post by giving you warning I may sound like a vain bitch at times but its all part of the story!

When I was growing up in Melbourne I was always told by people that I was a pretty girl.  I had long wavy brown hair, a cute face and a funny personality which apparently all added up to a fairly attractive girl who wasn't overly confident but wasn't shy either. We moved to the Gold Coast when I was 12 and one memory I have from those 1^st days of moving was walking up and down the Surfers Paradise Esplanade with a friend, walking my dog and counting how many wolf whistles we could get. Was a fun game back then but now I would be horrified if my daughter did the same thing! My, how times have changed.

Kindy in Melbourne

During the 80s as a teenager living on the Gold Coast where the popular girls had long blonde hair and were skinny and tanned, I had many moments when I hated myself.  I had big hips like my mum, awful curly dull brown hair and was not your typical beach girl which we all aspired to be. When I was 16 my first serious boyfriend left me for one of those gorgeous blonde beach girls and this absolutely killed my confidence for a few years to come.

People,this is my real hair, no perm!

As I grew up and managed to find some confidence in my early 20s (I also managed to tame the hair) I never struggled to find a boyfriend and always had a lot of male attention.  Walking down the street or just through the shopping centre I would receive many looks from guys and it just seemed normal to me.  Going out was always fun and even though I did have my heart broken I managed to break a few hearts of my own along the way. (Sorry to any ex boyfriends reading this now).

Trying out the blonde movement in my 20s

The point I’m trying to make and I’m sure you probably get it by now is that I was a lucky girl who never struggled with being hit with the ugly stick!

My, how times have changed! 20 odd years later and I’m about to turn 44 and have well and truly lost that confidence that I gained in my 20s.  When I walk down the street there are no looks from men, no wolf whistles, not even a glance!  I have become invisible to the male population.  Now some of you will be saying ‘but you are still pretty Katie’ and I thank you in advance for that but you are my friends and family and the people who know me and love me, the strangers I see on a daily basis look at me like I’m a has been with not a lot to offer in the looks department.  Middle aged and boring. 

The question is ‘Am I the type of person who needs that male attention to make myself feel better?’  And the answer is ‘No, although a little tiny bit occasionally would be nice’!

I think pretty much everyone on the planet from the age of 12 wants to be seen as attractive to the opposite sex in someway or another and the harsh reality is that unless we have had a lot of work done like certain Real Housewives of wherever then we are going to lose our attractiveness at some point and that’s just life.

As I have said in a previous post, getting old sux bad!  But, does it suck more for the people who were attractive in their younger years and have experienced some form of adoration or does it suck more for the people who have never had any adoration at all whether they were young or old?  I believe one advantage of growing older is learning what your good points are and making sure that you use those to your best advantage like showing off some excellent legs in a great pair of jeans and hiding the stretch marks at the same time or accentuating a great set of breasts whilst hiding some flabby tuck shop arms in a low cut long sleeve top! 

Anyway, it is not all bad, a few weeks ago my friends and I went out for a girls night to an establishment on the Gold Coast that is well known for single people of all ages to strut their stuff.  There were 10 of us ladies who were dressed nicely and have all looked after ourselves to the best of our ability. We walked into the bar and within seconds men of all ages, shapes and sizes were circling us like a pack of wolves searching for their next prey.  It was really quite hilarious as we were all there just to have fun together but this male attention was something we were not used to.  Looking around the bar we realized that the pickings were quite slim and we were definitely the best of a bunch. 

It made us realize that even though we had lost the better part of our youth, we could still muster up some attention and turn some heads and we had a great laugh about this.  We decided that if we ever felt down or invisible we just had to grab a group of our gorgeous friends, come to this establishment drink cocktails and get a confidence boost because cocktails and friends always make life better!

Still rocking it with the 20 year olds!

Love ya guts

Katie xx