I came here, at first , to understand what The Whuffie Factor is…And after understand 0.5% of it…I found a 36 years woman. Well, welcome to the team. Just so you know…you listed a bunch of women that don´t sound to be as much funny or interesting as you are. Come on, you must read Honoré de Balzac and relax about 30´s. Anyway I feel a lot like you….stuck in a middle age…But trust me, I am not that funny as you seems to be. Smile girl , hope you like the girl…;) Hope to hear from you…From a Brazilian friend. Leonardo.

Lots of love

I just wanted to say one thing. Any guy that will not date you based on the fact that you may make more money than he does is an insecure moron who is not worth the time you may have spent on/with him.

I am 32 and also feel like I’m in the middle of the social classes. I do think that I act younger than my age and care a little too much about what the next big thing on the internet is going to be. Although I truly think that this is the best time of my life. I have had more fun since turning 30 than when I turned 21.

Tara, just know that there are others out there that feel the same as you do.

I think as women we face these pressures at every age. The good thing about getting older is now you can afford to spend 3K on skin care If you think about it, I bet you felt in this limbo stage at 11, at 16 perhaps some time in your 20s. It’s hard to find our place some times and we get impatient over what’s next.

My suggestion, schedule a game of beer pong every couple months to keep things in perspective

I must admit to having a reverse experience from what you’ve described: I generally have been feeling more in my skin and more confident as I’ve been getting older, but that was mostly because I was slightly socially isolated in elementary and high school dealing with body image issues (fallout from long-term treatment for scoliosis). At some point this will likely collapse, and being who I am, I think about that inevitable return a lot.

For my recent 25th birthday, I watched Synecdoche, New York, for the second time – a great, though jarring and somewhat meandering, film about (among a host of other things) failure — of bodies, of aspirations — and middle age. I agree with what you say: society currently doesn’t give us many graceful models of women aging. Really, how many of us are going to be Madonna? Or Kylie Minogue? That was, perhaps, the thing I appreciated the most about Synecdoche, New York — the protagonist is a male, and throughout the entire film, there’s only one other male character. Everyone else is female, interesting, and more importantly, ages differently and has very different motivations, reactions, and approaches.

I think it really comes down to the narrative arc one wants to be able to tell about our life (not to get too death-focused; a risk for me, lit minor). For me personally, and I suspect for you, it’s about not letting the misconceptions and expectations get in the way of meaningful connection, and the fear that those expectations that everyone else has, that aren’t really about us as people, will start to work against us even more than they have previously.

I love that you are a successful marketer, business person & internet entrepreneur AND woman enough to be “real”.

My 22 year old daughter held up an eyeshadow stick in Sephora on the Champs Elysees last week and said “Dad this only costs 30 Euros!” My fashion and makeup knowledge immediately surfaced as I replied “Is that a lot?”

I’m sticking to being a guy since it is cheaper even though there are billions of dolts like Jason out there.