I’m a Cougar… well, kinda

It happened again, ya’ll.

Groan. Mr. PBW was mistaken for a young twentysometing.

We were in Wal-Mart picking up bananas. (NOTE: Middle-aged and elderly folks love bananas!)

Anyhoo, a clean-cut guy walks up to the hubby and says, “Son, you ever thought about a career in the army?”

Stunned, both of us gawk at him a moment because we both know Mr. PBW is at least 15 (maybe 20) years older than this recruiter. And even with the revised age limits - too damn old for the military.

“Man, do you know how old I am?” Mr. PBW asks. He tells him, and the guy nearly stumbles back on his table full of brochures from the shock.

Me? I was overdue for both my color and relaxer touch-ups, and my kinky, gray roots were very visible. So I got the hell outta there before I was mistaken for my husband’s mama and asked to sign an army permission slip!

The last time something like this happen, I remember heading straight for the beauty section crying, “Waaaah, I wanna look 21 too!”

This time I couldn’t wait 6-weeks for miracle face goop results to kick in. I needed instant gratification.

Instead of fighting it, I decided to embrace being a (faux) cougar – you know, an over-40 woman with a guy half her age on her arm.

To celebrate my cougar-on-the-prowl status, I got on the internet and clicked my way to animal print shoe happiness.




First stop, Target.com where I found the Merona® Meadow Ballet Flats in Leopard for $24.99. Then it was on to iQvc.com, where I found a pair of “Believe” Yellow Box sling backs for $59 (these were on clearance and are now sold out). Finally, I ordered the Malindi Leopard’s for $34.99 at croc.com (yep, they’re really comfy crocs!).

Oh, did I mention that Mr. PBW is OLDER than me?

Hmmm, just the thought of it makes me want to click over to Nordstrom.com for more shoes!

Which Ones Do You Love Best?

Here’s the scenario:

The sheriff is at your door. There’s a natural disaster headed your way and you must evacuate immediately. Thank goodness your emergency bag of necessities is packed and ready to go.

You bat your expertly applied MAC lashes at our handsome sheriff, and he graciously agrees to give you an additional minute to gather your most precious beauty items. Which ones do you pick?

In other words, what are your most prized beauty possessions????

Since the sheriff started at my place, I’ll tell you what I grabbed.

First I ran to my home office and snatched up my plastic-wrapped July 2008, all black issue of Italian Vogue. I went through hell last year locating a copy, but it was totally worth it!

As I left my office, I glanced over at my Obama bobble-head doll and groaned. "Sorry, Mr. President, but you simply aren’t a beauty item so I had to leave you behind." (He nodded his understanding.)

Next, I hotfooted it to the bathroom and snatched open the top drawer of my vanity. There I found my beloved Yves Saint Laurent Palette Esprit Couture compact from 2007, inspired by the iconic gown from his Fall 1983 couture collection, still in it’s packaging. (I wouldn’t dream of actually applying it. Too me, it’s more than make-up. It’s a beautiful piece of French art.)



Now it’s your turn. What beauty favorites would you retrieve? And remember you only have a minute.