I’m really conflicted about this. I’ve been close to talking about it twice, and I find myself drawn back to it a third time, and I’m going to add that up to mean I’ve got to puzzle out the strange attraction, not of the 42-Year-Old Women but of this particular 55/56-year-old man writing about the 42-year-old woman… writing in Esquire about writing about the 42-year-old woman.
Via What to think about that Esquire essay “In Praise of 42-Year-Old Women” @ Althouse.