Mrs Boo - 30 Lifer Crisis

Ok, I suppose I draw the line at those below 18 (or the minimum 17) years of age. Anything younger than that they are just smelly, loud, pimply and sweaty specimens. In the States there have been cases of female teachers in their 20s sleeping with their 12 and 13 year old male students, claiming to be “in love” with them. One of them, a very notorious personality whom I forgot the name, even went on to have two children with this student! Although the story went on to have a “happy” ending: she came out of jail, he came of age, and they got married…..

Everyone now - ewwwwww!

Now onto my fascination with youth of the opposite sex. When I was younger, ok much younger, i.e. in my teens, there used to be this hot pop boyband known as “New Kids on the Block”. The older people here - does that ring any bells?? Boybands, in whatever era are almost always the same - they have the same stereotypical group members like the sexy lead singer, the bad boy, the plain nice guy, and the young cutie. All my schoolmates were crazy over the sexy lead singer or the bad boy, but I was oh, so in love with the young cutie aka Joey McIntyre. That innocence, that boyishness sent tingles to my toes. In fact, throughout my school years, mature men did nothing for me, guys with boyish looks to me were hotter. My crushes on stars also showed similar patterns. But that was ok then - I was still younger than most of them.

Now, I thought that I have grown out of this taste/preference. Afterall, I lurrve Brad Pitt and Keanu Reeves (both already in their early 40s), and in the East there is the manly Bae Yong Jun to tug my heartstrings. (But I must still say that Sean Connery and Harrison Ford do nothing to me - they are like grandfathers!)

But horror of horrors! In recent times, I have noticed that I have started oogling men in their early twenties with unholy and lustful thoughts. Currently in my home country, they are holding this singing talent show, similar to American Idol. There is this male cutie, 20 years of age, with big shining eyes, and oh so cute dimples (and he sings very well too). I was in a rage when he was kicked out of the competition. When he gazed longingly on the screen, I want to coo “Come to Mummy!!” When he burst into tears after he was eliminated, I wanted to hug him to my bosom…..

Everyone now - ewwwwwww!

Of course, then now I am obsessed with this Korean singer/actor Rain, whose youthful 23-year old body now adorns my blog and has the distinction of being the first male that I have uploaded a picture of. As I have mentioned before he has such a childish face placed atop a man’s body, this man-child is soooooo titillating! I’m playing his CD in the car all the time, not understanding a single Korean word except “Sarang-e” (i.e. I love you”). I think Mr Boo is getting fed-up.

So frightening, this fascination with men 7-10 years younger than me (for NOW). I wonder, if I will continue this obsession with young men even when I am 60, 70, 80?? Like Elizabeth Taylor? That would certainly be of pedophilic proportions. Imagine, myself as a 65 year old granny, cooing to a 20-something hotie and screaming “I love you! You are my hero! You’re cute!” etc. So bloody embarrassing.

This (the Elizabeth Taylor syndrome) probably also explains why I married Mr Boo. Yes, while he is older than me by 1.5 years, he looks far younger than his age. Coming to 32 now, and he looks like 25. Many people have mistaken him as my younger brother (now where is that plastic surgeon of mine!?!?!?). He is also not the most mature man on earth and I, sad to say, enjoy hen-pecking him.

But what happens when Mr Boo finally gets wrinkles and sags like normal people?! Well, I guess there are still younger saplings in the woods, ripe for picking….hehe