Young Thangs

Yesterday I headed out to Hermosa Beach with a bunch of my fiance's loud guy friends to celebrate some birthdays at Hennessey's and the Underground.

There were a couple of things I noticed as I was looking around this group of guys I've known for a few years now. First, they've all gotten better looking with age, whereas I have not. But the only reason I haven't gotten better looking is because of my weight gain. You know, I'd really like to be that girl that looks totally out of their league. The girl I was when we all first met.

Second, most of the women who party late into a Thursday night are hot little young things with who pretty hot bodies. Actually, scratch that, hot little things who don't necessarily need to be young. Maybe it's less women who party on Thursday nights and more just women who take care of themselves near the beach. I want to be one of the hottest women on the trip next time.

I guess it's natural to want to go back but I don't want to be one of those women who hangs onto the idea of her younger days and doesn't take the steps to be the best she can be today.

There was an article in some magazine I read years ago where women in their 40s felt they were more beautiful in their 40s than any other time in their lives. The pictures they shared actually proved they were looking their best. It was inspiring.

So here's to making 27 the fittest age of my life to date.