This horrible experiment of mine can be blamed on Hugh Hefner. When news of his passing hit, and social media was overrun with condemnation and praise, I found myself pondering.
Like Holly Madison or Pamela Anderson or Kendra Wilkinson or whomever his wrinkled squash likely entered well into his 90s.
The founder of OKCupid, Christian Rudder, did an analysis of interests listed and expressed on his site and found that while women generally sought men near their age, men, regardless of age, sought year-olds. Evolutionary scientists have suggested that this interest is related to fertility and child-bearing and all that gross stuff. So I began simply.
Made a genuine Tinder account, set it only to men over the age of So I was simply sweet Meghan, Seeking men aged 30 and older. Looking for a Mature Man to show her a good time and teach her the ways of romance. And so I begin with this sentiment: In my profile, I included several cute selfies, pictures I took in high school, and even threw in a picture from prom to really seal the deal that I was absolutely jailbait.
I had high hopes for Tom. Look folks, Tom knows how to romance a girl.
I responded graciously and sincerely, butterflies in my youthful, ulcer-less stomach. He asks, and I choose to tiptoe into the danger zone and analyze this interaction from the angle of my experiment itself. I lied, snuck in a slight exaggeration. To claim being underage was far too sketchy, and stating the truth that I was 19 was not too interesting. You took the time to hit the heart button on the declaration of my barely-legal status.
You gross, gross man. What can I say? It was the memory of the Lands End windbreaker in his picture that drew me in.
And how could I disrespect my Khaleesi? I never meant to sweep up his heart in my silly little games, with his ham-fisted Game of Thrones references and his good morning texts. I hope him and his ex-wife reconcile. All the best to you, you damn weirdo. Now there was one unfortunate fall out to my experiment.
That being, my weak spot is dark haired men with beards. You know what Tinder is full of? Dark haired 30 year olds with beards.
But what I had to confess, within my own heart, was a whack double standard was how I condemned, dare I say, even mocked the Toms of Tinder: Meanwhile the handsome men who noted their status as musicians, or belief in the feminist movement in their bio, I somehow had no problem with. They, too were seeking out girls a decade younger than them.
But I gave them a free pass, no scorn for the strong-jawboned, bearded men.