She can only see herself as a reflection in a man’s eyes. If there is no man to see the reflection from, she begins to disappear. Her need for masculine attention, admiration, and approval began when she was quite young. When truckers would honk their horns or whistle at her, she took at as high praise of her beauty. When construction workers would catcall “Hey Gorgeous!” she flushed with delight!
She relished telling all of her friends about any compliment that any man paid her. They sometimes found her a bore because of this. She would frequently say “I think he’s in love with me” about some guy who had bought her a drink or asked her to dance.
She married young, and after several years of marriage, her husband no longer showed as much admiration as he once had. No problem. There were always a lot of men who did. Was she physically unfaithful? I doubt it. Was she having “pretend” affairs? I’m sure of it.
The years took a long time to show on her. Even today, she’s considered beautiful. Of course, her children worry because she seems to attract the attention of a lot of men half her age. She is sure they are interested in her because of her beauty, charm, and sex-appeal. She is sure it isn’t because they think she’s a fool and can be taken advantage of.
She’s past eighty and believes that forty-year-old men find her irresistible. Her friends and family sometimes laugh, but sometimes shake their heads in bewilderment and concern. She calls herself “a man’s woman” and I guess that’s what she is.