In one of the blogging groups I’m in on Facebook I put a call out for 30-something childless (by choice) bloggers because I feel like everywhere I look I see either 20-something fashion and beauty bloggers, or mummy bloggers. There are very few bloggers, that I’ve so far discovered, that fall into a niche that I relate to. I like to look for unconventional and edgy bloggers who are not only focused on fashion and beauty but who also have a distinct style, opinion and ambition.
So many lovely ladies put their hand up in the group and I spent a happy afternoon browsing their blogs. One such blogger had this video of her singing about being 30 and it inspired me to write this post about the pro’s and con’s of being 30 something.
- You no longer have that angst you suffered all through your 20’s, it’s as though on your 30th birthday you woke up and just no longer gave a fuck about anyone’s opinions.
- You’re vastly more accepting of your flaws as well as fiercely protective of your boundaries and desires.
- You also no longer really care about clothing sizes because you know from experience that one brand’s size 14 is another brand’s size 16 and yet another brand’s size 12 (oh happy days!).
- You know your style and what kinds of clothing suits you.
- Same goes for beauty products, you know your skin and you’ve spent years trailing all manner of potions, now you have just a handful of simple things that your skin loves but ultimately you know it’s not just about what you put on your skin, but more importantly what you put in your body and how you live your life.
- You can travel whenever you want, for however long you want (especially if you have a location independent business).
- Sex is even better because you know your body, you know what you like and you don’t give a fuck if you accidentally queef.
- You can spot and swerve a fuckboy a mile off.
- Suddenly you’re invisible. The rubber necking you got used to in your 20’s ceases. When you walk into the club, nobody pays attention to you like they used to. That’s strictly for the lithe 20 year olds.
- Wait, who am I kidding, you don’t even go to clubs anymore…
- Staying in shape is a full time job and drinking wine of an evening usually wins that battle.
- You don’t get ID’d anymore, like you did at 28.
- You really do have to adult, no matter how much you still stamp your feet and avoid making those adulting phone calls to bill collectors etc.
- The angst of “what am I doing with my life?” that you felt in your 20’s is amplified if you still haven’t figured that out.
- Children and their screaming become unbearable.
- People who don’t get that you actually, really, seriously, absolutely, do NOT want children get actually, really, seriously, absolutely annoying with their “when you meet the right guy you’ll change your mind, it’s not too late” quips.
- You’re considered unusual and avoidable because you don’t want children.
- You become more and more terrified of getting older – until you see a photo of Kylie Minogue, Gwen Stefani or Dita Von Teese and are reminded that your 40’s don’t have to be a scary place, as long as you look after your body and employ an amazing beautician…
- Hair management is a part time job, your face seems hell bent on being the next Bearded Lady contestant.
What do you love, and hate, about being in your 30’s?
*please know this post is tongue-in-cheek.