I definitely wasn’t implying that it only happens to attractive women (though I’m sure you’re perfectly lovely!), but I imagine that truly beautiful women, like the one in the Donald video, have it much, much worse. Then again, from these comments, it seems that just about every woman has experienced it to a degree.

True, but the music biz is particularly rife with sexism, both for female performers and journalists who cover it. There have been numerous articles about it recently.

I foolishly thought I’d be free of that shit once I hit my 40s, but NOPE.

Asshole learned that move from the Dubbya. Remember Merkel!

Woah, don’t blame my husband, he’s awesome. It happened in a flash. Like, slap one sec, lost in the crowd the next. Was my husband supposed to chase the guy down and assault him back? The ass-slapper was wasted and I saw no reason to make a scene at the bar, either.

As someone who married a man with a stable job after dating a bunch of losers, I can tell you from experience that it’s very nice indeed.

Just the other night, we were at a concert and a man slapped my ass hard in front of my husband and friends. I am 41. We were all in such shock that I couldn’t even respond. He showed up at the bar we were at afterwards and I begged the server to find us a different table before he saw me.

It’s like in Italy, where men are simply “admiring” women as they walk by. (More than four decades after this famous “American Girl in Italy” photo, I lived in Italy for a spell and learned that men liked to yell “fica” — or “cunt” — at women as they were minding their own business, walking down the street.)

After this latest Trump nastiness, I casually mentioned to my husband how often men had gotten handsy or creepy or even slightly inappropriate with me over the years, particularly when I was young, and he was shocked. And I don’t feel like I got an unusual amount of attention for a reasonably attractive woman (but not…

If their high-paying tech jobs can move with them? Don’t give up hope! One of my friends met her beau, a very sexy (Bikram devotee) and successful (actually makes money) musician less than ten years her senior, in her 40s.

I was a tad disappointed that Downton Abbey ended before the 30s. I wanted more vintage fashion porn. If I were rich, I’d have someone very skilled make me modern takes on so many of their outfits. Though the ‘20s drop waists would not do me any favors, I adored the long skirts and lovely blouses.

That’s so sexist and gross. Meanwhile, I told my new gay hairstylist that I married a younger guy and we’re not having kids and his response? “YAASS! Good for you!”

Interesting. Once I hit my 30s, I was constantly besieged by men old enough to be my father. Meanwhile, guys my own age were married or dating 20-somethings. I met my now husband, who is five years younger, on Match in my mid-30s and was quite relieved that he wanted to date me in spite of our less socially…

It’s a good thing my mom looks on the young side for her age. My husband, five years my junior, said that added to my appeal as a long-term partner!

I married someone nearly five years younger than me. I’m been given some shit for the age difference but I don’t care. I think it’s so odd that it’s perfectly socially acceptable the other way around.

I have two dogs and would happily have several more if I had deep pockets, a large house, and someone on staff to pick up all their poop.

I’m sure someone on her staff has a cute dog she can cuddle up to when she needs pet therapy.

Good for the Queen. When my 93-year-old grandmother died recently, one of her older dogs was so distraught that it had to be put down (he hated everyone but her). Luckily the younger one was rehomed.

I keep trying to chip away at her prejudices. Her husband is worse. They are both nice other than that stuff, it’s kind of awkward.

I described those photos to my husband and even without seeing them he was completely horrified.