Harper Collins Publishers. 293 pages.
“I like older men but I couldn’t eat a whole one. A younger man? That’s another story.”
So claims Wendy, an over 60 year old woman with a vigor for younger (much much younger) men.
This whole..er…sex memoir (?) is like a rated-R blog that panned out in book form. I honestly can’t say very much about it. Other than its like watching/reading a marathon run of SATC+DESPERATE GRANDMA.
Ok for one, I do admire her brazen personality, she who doesn’t care what others may think. The last words of this book were, “Fuck you very much!” (quoting Eric Idle). But at times it seems very much like harassing and exploiting younger men.
But as she explains, its just nature’s way of redressing the balance. Throughout history, it’s always been an older man + much younger woman pairing. But with more empowered women nowadays, many of them take the lead and get in control.
If you are tempted to tell her ‘Shag someone from your generation!”, here’s her reply:
“Although they’re my generation, I feel totally disconnected from them. They’ve let themselves go which is really unappealing. I know loads of attractive, sexy, vibrant older women but the men…eeuw! They think they can pull you because they’ve got money and a pulse and that any single woman is desperate for a man at any cost. Personally, I’d rather eat pizza with (younger men) than caviar with any of them.”