There are 3 ways In which this could go...I'm going to keep encoutering men who think because I brush my hair and fix my face I must crave attention from them so feel it's ok to call me things like chocolate milf. Or I find people who I can sit round our dinner table with and discuss great works from the likes of Oscar wild and Thomas Harris whilst drinking good wine and listening to beethoven. Or I find the man who knows that all he needs to do is be able to communicate with me as an equal not just a woman.