Quirks and Confessions of a 55-year-old woman

The succession of quiet evenings in the past months ( yes, New Yorker magazine, life and dating right now are like living in a Jane Austen Novel ) has made my mental chatter all the louder. So, after ordering yet something else that I absolutely didn’t know I needed online, I started to compile a list.

For a while I was addicted to watching compilations of America’s got talent Golden Buzzer Moments on Youtube. It happens when a contestant does so well in their auditions that one of the judges dramatically hits the Golden Buzzer and the delighted and soon ecstatic contestant is showered with golden confetti and the audience goes wild and I sit and happily sob.

However, my obsession with the Golden Buzzer moments has finally ended only to be replaced with a need to watch certain videos on Instagram repeatedly. Admittedly I have always done that with songs that I love. These are a few that are current favorites The outfits! Her! It’s the way he says ‘boooots’. And while we’re at it this amazing Instagram account

I fantasize about standing at a bus stop and a very sweet-looking, elderly woman slowly comes up to me and says, “You look like such a lovely woman. My grown children have more than enough and I have been looking to give my rather large CPW apartment to someone for months and no one felt right until I saw you.” Yup. Then we hug and cry. I cry a loooot.

My Birkenstocks didn’t get ‘sooooo comfortable’ after several months of wear. And while I’m at it, the regular Canada Goose coats arent that warm.

I sometimes tap into my repertoire of great memories and one involves me sitting on the couch on a day off, with a blanket on my lap, watching a movie, and eating a just-baked loaf of bread and a jar of Nutella.

And while we are on the subject of chocolate, which equals pleasure….. women don’t lose their libidos when they get older.

I don’t understand the packed Covid Weddings and parties. Really?! And on that subject, I would like to fill every empty movie theatre in the (not so) United States with Trump supporters, strap them into their seats and make them watch videos about actual facts. Popcorn only if they ‘get it. ‘

When I’m out, I use my mask to sing, rather loudly, hide my tears, hide wrinkles, hide from someone I’d rather not bump into, and not to have to reapply lipstick.

It took several months after the end of a relationship for me to realize that some of us are trees and some are plants. I’m a plant and I continue on in the forest.

I fantasize about there being more than one location of OUTLETTE. Do I see L.A. London, Milan in our future… Helloooo investors!! But in the meantime our NYC Flagship store (and website) is full of wonderful holiday gifts for all your loved ones and especially yourself!! I love helping to find the perfect gift so if you can’t come into the store just email or call.

Have a wonderful week and keep remembering there is light at the end of the winter tunnel.

Love Ruth,

xox