On the MILF phenomenon
Stifler's Mom from "American Pie" must have helped elevate the appeal of mothers to young men.
Last weekend, Webhamster took my 19-year-old German exchange student brother and his two friends to St. Louis. There was a wedding at the hotel that was similar to the wedding and wild party-minded guests in "Elizabethtown," and so the four of them hung out and drank with the crowd. A 48-year-old divorcee with a 21-year-old son was flirting with them and actually went up to the Germans' room in the middle of the night and asked the oldest of the three, who just turned 20, to sleep with her. He obliged.
Yesterday, I was out for a stroll with Isabel. I was wearing jeans and a cap-sleeve tee that was form-fitting but not "painted-on." As I was pushing the carriage along the sidewalk on the busy street, two young men in a passing car leaned out the window and let out loud wolf whistles.
Hello?! I'm a Mommy! Here's my baby in her carriage in plain view!
The same thing has happened twice before in previous weeks, and those times I was wearing a cropped hoodie and sweatpants set! It was modest, not like the v-string and bust-bearing Victoria's Secret "workout clothes". The ensemble did not exactly scream "check out my humps, my humps, my lovely lady lumps."
What is the appeal? Maybe it's the idea that "she does it!"
Last weekend, Webhamster took my 19-year-old German exchange student brother and his two friends to St. Louis. There was a wedding at the hotel that was similar to the wedding and wild party-minded guests in "Elizabethtown," and so the four of them hung out and drank with the crowd. A 48-year-old divorcee with a 21-year-old son was flirting with them and actually went up to the Germans' room in the middle of the night and asked the oldest of the three, who just turned 20, to sleep with her. He obliged.
Yesterday, I was out for a stroll with Isabel. I was wearing jeans and a cap-sleeve tee that was form-fitting but not "painted-on." As I was pushing the carriage along the sidewalk on the busy street, two young men in a passing car leaned out the window and let out loud wolf whistles.
Hello?! I'm a Mommy! Here's my baby in her carriage in plain view!
The same thing has happened twice before in previous weeks, and those times I was wearing a cropped hoodie and sweatpants set! It was modest, not like the v-string and bust-bearing Victoria's Secret "workout clothes". The ensemble did not exactly scream "check out my humps, my humps, my lovely lady lumps."
What is the appeal? Maybe it's the idea that "she does it!"
posted by webhamstress at 2:15 PM
1 Comments:
No, you've got it all wrong. It's not "she does it" It's "she'll take care of my pitiful backside if I choose to quit my job and still look hot while she does it." Plus more mommies are single than non-mommies these days, so maybe they are playing the odds.
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