Teenage Women in Their Thirties

Just making the mark this June, I am now officially a "TWIT", but at least I'm not a teenage woman approaching thirty. This Australian article tries to paint independent women holding to their freedom and youth as a positive, but their obviously derogatory acronym might give away the political sentiment, which is of course, personal. Women in Japan choosing to stay single had a similar nickname when I lived in Tokyo five years ago, some play on an insect (read parasite). The focus here is on youth, and whether it's a SATC (outdated and non-existent) Manolos fantasy or berry picking, playing in the sand and wearing flip-flops (as one friend commented when I first posted this article on Facebook), the point is, as it always is in Third Wave Feminism-that we get to choose! Choices, choices,choices is the footnote for those not acquainted with contemporary women's lib.I opt to live my life as an adventure without deadlines, and I also choose babies, when the time is right. But what would the true male equivalent be, the stud to our slut? A "Peter Pan" as the article says? An over-thirty and very youthful pal suggested DOUCHE. Dudes only understand childish habits, eternally.

-A. Pinsker