Dating 20 year older
I know one younger man who says that he has always liked older women because they are sexier and more equal to him intellectually.
He says that many older women are beautiful, take good care of themselves, are more confident, are better lovers, and have life experiences that make them more interesting overall.
I think it's interesting that he feels no regard for age difference, but perhaps as the years pass, his attitude about that may change.
The girls all go gaga over him, but he's so much more mature than the girls his age, and he hasn't found one his equal.
Later on, once you’re in and they trust you won’t ruin their reputation, run away with their money (chiefly in the form of wasted presents), or go batsh*t crazy, they’re hooked. So just keep your inner-psycho on a leash for a couple months, kay?
Maybe not mentioning the dumb sh*t you did abroad is a good idea, too.8. Here are the tell-tale signs he’s 30 going on 13: A) He still proactively buys tickets to an EDM concert and can only pontificate about DJs, B) He is incapable of choosing a proper place, date and time for your first meeting (i.e.
Don’t play stupid when you know what you’re talking about; instead, allow him to teach you something new when you don’t. You will be pleasantly surprised to learn that you don’t need to nose-dive into a face full of pubes -- unless he moonlights as Bozo the Clown.12.Okay, so maybe these guys aren’t all they are hyped up to be.That being said, early on, a lot of the magic (so to speak) is due to the appeal of their age.For me, and many other women like me, it all begins with a number. Before agreeing to a set-up, as a follow-up response or even playing a flirtatious game, I always find the answer to the question, “So, how old are you? And if you don’t know who the Seavers are from "Growing Pains," then you don’t stand a chance.As much of our generation is delaying activities like marriage and procreating, we are, in effect, also prolonging its adolescence.
You’re a single, 20 -something girl; you bet your ass you take that nutritious, well-balanced, home-cooked meal made in a well-furnished and clean apartment (neither of which you’ve encountered in weeks), and you embrace it with open arms.