Lessons from the bar part 2

Last night Dawn and I had dinner at Stella's, then we went to the London Drug's cosemtics fair. I went for the prizes and to have my eyebrows threaded. Not wanting my styling new eyebrow to go to waste we headed over to the springs for a chocolate martini (never had one before, really wasn't all that). Anyway, while there 2 ladies in their forties came and sat at our table. They were a little loaded on alcohol, bitterness and laughter and provided some great entertainment as they spewed off about not needing men (all the while checking out the 30yr olds from the corner of their eye).
One can't help but notice when you are in a bar, all the thin, gorgeous, barley dressed girls that drape themselves over anything that will buy them a drink. Although we didn't go looking for men (okay, I didn't go looking for men.... sorry Dawn:) you still feel a little like hugging a wall in your jeans, t-shirt and tummy rolls. These ladies kept looking at us a whispering in a barely audible voice, finally one of them said "See that girl in the camasol, she's wearing her freaking (she didn't say freaking) underwear! Girls like that attract a certain kind of guy, a guy that will be bored in a week. You girls are keepers, you guys will find Mr. Wonderful. Don't sell out."
Although I'm not looking for Mr. Wonderful, especially not in a bar....it was nice to be affirmed that we don't need to conform, we don't need to buy into the being thin and wild mentality. Who knew such wisdom could come from a 40yr old drunk woman.......