Samara shares life and poses questions.
Vanessa, the Reigning Queen of the strip club I worked at in the 90’s, had figured out the secret to the male/female dynamic.
She insisted that women can simply not get all their needs met from one man.
It takes three. We need one man for sex, one for money and one for love.
In my 20’s, I didn’t *look* for specific qualities in a partner. I once fell in love with a man because of how he looked hailing a cab in the rain.
Now, in middle age, women have a roster of specifications. We want someone tall/smart/kind/successful/funny/sexy/fit/rich/woke.
We’re pushing ourselves right into the”die alone with cats eating our faces” sphere with these provisos.
And yet – why delegitimize my needs? Maybe it’s not about the size of his biceps or the car he drives, but it’s about making my soul sing.
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