I’m not hot anymore

An Uber Eats guy delivered the news to me

I am a 25 year old woman living inside a body twice her age, and I don’t know if it’s a good thing. Or a bad thing. Or maybe both.

I’m at an age that I look better dressed that naked. Specially in Winter. Nonetheless I believed the curve on my turning heads chart was holding up fairly dignified — at least for a woman in her early 50’s, until I ordered a falafel wrap with Coke Zero.

I’ve never been sexy in that throughout history legendary erotic irresistible Cleopatra and Kardashian way…