I’ve moved!

Many of you are coming via google searches and since they have not updated their searches, they are leading you here. The blog is now hosted directly at www.holisticallyhattie.com! Same great content, same great site!

I’ll see you over there!

-Hattie

Senior Sex: An Idea Whose Time Has Cum!

This headline should clue you into my style of viewing sex for older adults. Don’t you think it’s about time we stopped behaving as if sex is only for the young? That’s the dreary message we’ve been handed, and I, for one, want to shatter that ridiculous idea.

A little over a year ago, I was featured in a skin-tight gold bathing suit for a Dolce & Gabbana ad. I thought nothing of it. After all, I swim almost every day, and have been doing it for over 25 years. Suddenly I was tagged as a Cougar, and instead of being derided, I was adulated. I practically became a public service announcement for the beauty and desirability of the older woman.  Suited me just fine! (bathing suited)

And who was most pleased by this super sexy senior? The young, that’s who. Every day I get emails and am stopped on the street for hugs…and even autographs. Can you imagine how great it is to hear that they are thrilled and inspired and want to be like me when they grow up.

I’m pleased to be on the front lines of this sexual revolution. More and more older women are dropping their shame about being sexual (and their underwear too!). They’re shortening their skirts, flaunting their cleavage, and loving their mature bodies.

Inappropriate? Who says so?

And what’s more… who cares?

Shocking The Shock Jock!

Tomorrow, I’m going to be a guest on the Howard Stern Show. This is a return engagement, about ten years from my last appearance. I was in my early 60’s then, strutin’ my stuff, fully confident that nothing he could say or do would pull me off stride.

I recall friends warning me, “Watch out Hattie. He can say some pretty insulting things. He’ll call you a hag, and tease you about sleeping with young guys.” Well, they were right. He did call me a hag, and said I was too old for him. Did this make me lose confidence? Just the reverse. With a Cheshire smile on my face, I countered with, “This old hag sleeps with men who are MUCH YOUNGER than you, Howard.” Then he called out several 20 something guys on his crew and asked them if they would fuck me.

They all answered that they would in a minute.

That did it! I stood up, went topless without a hint of embarrassment, and the show was a blast that was repeated three times. I suspect that my ease and humor surprised and delighted Howard. After all, what Senior can stand up to him and the TV audience (it was on the telly in those days) playfully and confidently exposing herself on every level?  I breasted him at his own game!

Fast forward 10 years, and I’m now 74! Will I go topless again? Of course! As I often say, grabbing my breasts, “They’ve stood up to the test of Time!” But this time my appearance is not simply about shocking people at my sexuality and surgery-free youthful appeal. I’m thrilled that this “unveiling” will allow me to inspire women of all ages to honor their inner beauty, and have as much sex with whomever they desire. (with protection, of course) NO MATTER WHAT SOCIETY SAYS!

Tune in next Tuesday, September 14, and hear how this internationally-acclaimed 70plus Cougar playfully parlays with Howard and Robin…after all, he ain’t getting’ any younger, and I’m an expert (sexpert) about what’s going on under men’s pants…including his!

Cougar Dating Vignettes

Ever since my recent appearance on The Learning Channel’s “STRANGE SEX” series, I’ve been deluged with emails asking me to share some of my experiences dating younger men. This Cougar phenomenon seemed to come out of the blue, as if we older women haven’t been enjoying ourselves for years. Talk about coming out of the closet! I never felt like I was in one! For me, it all felt natural and fun.

Here are several vignettes from my years of single sex that I think you’ll enjoy:

CAB DRIVER

He: Ever slept with a cab driver?

Me: Once, a few years ago

He: It was me. Don’t pay your fare!

GUY ON BIKE

Biker:  (stopping me on the street) You’re Hattie aren’t you?

Me: Yes. I’m Hattie

He: Been screwing lately?

Me: Nope. I’m celibate.

He: (riding away) … waste of a national treasure!

TV PRODUCER

TV Producer: I just broke up with my girlfriend.

Me: Why are you calling me?

He:  I want to take you to bed.

Me: Could you get me on TV instead?

AT LUNCH WITH GIRLFRIEND

Me: (to friend) I’d love to make love at the Plaza today.”

She: Good luck.

Telephone ring

Out of Town Salesman: I saw your ad in New York Magazine. Would you join me this             afternoon at the Plaza? I’m in room 1212.

Me: Cool. See you in 15 minutes. By the way, what’s your name?

WINDOW SHOPPING

Me: (commenting to man at store window) Aren’t those shoes gorgeous?

He: You’re gorgeous

Me: Your place or mine?

PHOTO GIG

He: Would you consider modeling for a magazine shoot?

Me: Do I have to pose nude?

He: Yes, I hope that’s okay.

Me: Just what I had in mind!

TOY STORY

Guy arriving with suitcase: This is filled with the greatest sex toys.

Me: Actually, I’m not into that scene.

He: (leaving) Pity, guess I’ll have to play with them myself.

OLD FLAME

Me:  (phoning a former lover)

It’s Hattie, how about coming to my place tonight?”

He: I’m married, but that doesn’t matter.

Me: Well, it matters to me.

SUBWAY STOP

Artist on subway: I’m really into older women.

Me: And if I were 20, you’d tell me you’re only into 20 year olds!

CARIBBEAN FASHION STATEMENT

Me: (draping my pearls over my date’s erection)

I’ve always liked basic black and pearls!

Shining Golden Gals: Betty White and Hattie

It has always bothered me that aging in America is viewed as a downward spiral… and a repulsive one at that! It’s no wonder that the younger set clamored for Betty White to appear on Saturday Night Live. I’m thrilled to be joining Betty to inspire the young, and the young at heart to take aging into their own hands and make it an exciting life-affirming adventure.

Here I am, in my 70’s and Betty in her 80’s…two older women who are showing the world that aging doesn’t have to rob you of your youth and vitality. In Betty’s case, she is a bundle of energy, bubbling and enthusiastic…taking on new challenges with courage and joy. In my case sexuality got added to the mix. (“Stir It Up” as Bob Marley would say!)

It all started when I got divorced at 48, after being married for 25 years. I began dating again and before I knew it, younger men were pursuing me. That was well before the word “Cougar” was popular. It came as a shock to me that aging did not take away my sexuality…and that miracle inspired me to share my secrets. How great it feels to see young people smiling and actually enjoying the prospect of aging!

At first, I felt a bit weird about sleeping with young men. In my day that was called “cradle snatching.” With the passage of time, I became more accepting of the older woman/younger man phenomenon. This encouraged me to write my memoir, “Sex and the Single Senior: A Cougar’s Search for Love.”

Out of the blue I got called to star in a series for The Learning Channel, “Strange Sex.” Naturally I was concerned that the title was a turn-off. But, it had quite the opposite effect. Within days I was stopped on the street, and my inbox was filled with letters as people shared that the show had inspired them not to fear aging. Now, following Betty White’s lead, older women (and men too) can confidently fulfill their desires and follow their hearts, no matter what society says.

Aging has taught me that true beauty emerges from within… a lesson that lightens my heart, energizes my body, and puts a smile on my face, with or without a few wrinkles!

Hattie Growls At Howard Stern and Bares ALL

I wanted to keep you abreast to my encounter with Howard Stern – just in case you had not heard…

Let’s go back a bit…

For months, I’d been telling people, “One of these days I’m gonna be topless on the Howard Stern Show!”  I figured that being on the show would encourage other women to follow in my tracks.

Brazenly proclaiming what fun that would be– with strategically placed pixels, of course, I joshed, “Someone’s gotta do it…and thank God, that someone is me!”

Tired of society’s view that being a sexy senior is a curiosity to sniggle at, I decided to show the world that this “old broad” was living life according to her desires and having sex with men half her age!

Well, my prophesy came true:

One of Howard’s producers was member of my Health Club. I asked the enrollment manager to pitch an appearance for me, and I got booked for the following week.

My decision to appear was filled with both vanity and valor. Vain because I was exhibiting my breasts like a go-go dancer and valiant because I knew I would be teased, insulted, and even laughed at. Nevertheless, this was my opportunity to get my RetroAge® message across. Knowing that I would be inspiring women to be powerful, sexual and beautiful made me impervious to any derision.  Besides I knew it would be great fun!

Briskly entering the studio, I let Howard know he wasn’t dealing with your typical “old hag,” as he had been referring to me all morning on the air. In an attempt to taunt me, he leered, “It’s really disgusting for old women to sleep with young guys.”

Here was my chance to best him at his own game.

“You know, Howard, when an old guy sleeps with a woman young enough to be his daughter, society respects and reveres him. But just let an old woman sleep with young guys, and society reacts like she’s sick and disgusting.”

Then, strategically dropping my melodramatic delivery, I leaned toward him, smiled, and slowly added, “Well, Howard…

MAJOR PAUSE…

I’m sick and disgusting!”

This unexpected comeback rendered him uncharacteristically contrite, “Okay. Hattie, you are good looking, but you’re much too old for me,” whereupon his sidekick Robin Quivers shot back, “And you’re too old for her, Howard!”

Everyone in the studio cracked up.

Possibly to save face, Howard summoned the producers and engineers from the control room, asking them one by one if they would fuck me. To a man, they replied, “You bet we would!”

Then he jabbed, “Are your teeth real?”

“Everything’s real,” I replied, coyly playing with the bejeweled collar of my desgner jacket. The shock jock looked down at his notes and, almost as a dare, said “It says here that you’re going to take your top off. Is that true?”

“Yes, it is,” I replied, calmly removing my jacket. I was determined to get as much mileage as I could out of this TV appearance. I knew that the network would cover my breasts with pixels, so I wasn’t completely exposing myself… and it would be years before my grandchildren would see a tape.

Perhaps I didn’t alter Howard’s oft-uttered repulsion for older women, but  It certainly gave the TV audience a good look at a senior who hasn’t chosen to been cut, stitched or injected to be sexy.

It made for a wild show that was aired three times.

Not bad for an “old hag.”

What can I say… he got the breast of me…

Oy! I’m a statistic!

I’ve spent my life being a true individual. No mold or in the box life for me! That’s what I thought, until….

NEWS FLASH!!! According to recent accounts, there are 96 million people in America who are single! To put it another way 43% of people over 18 don’t have mates. And yours truly is one of them.

Frankly, being part of the great uncoupled is a horrid proposition. (YES, I get plenty of those!) After my divorce 25 years ago, I was certain wedding bells would be ringing for me within a year. Well, the bells rang for my former husband, but they’ve remained silent for me.

I have no regrets about the dissolution of my 25 year marriage, but being a single woman really sucks. According to the approach put forward by feminists and liberated women, I should be reveling in my freedom. I’m not. Sharing a life with a beloved partner is, for me, one of the greatest blessings on Earth. I wonder how many of the 96 million out there share my view.

So, with this vile statistic staring me in the face, I decided to create a mantra to help magnetize my man:

“A beautiful relationship with my beloved is about to manifest”

I hope it works for me, and if/when it does, I’ll let you know. Then, if you chose to lower that percentage, go ahead and do so. I’m with ya!

Poisoned Omelets… that’s no yolk!

380 MILLION EGGS have just shown up as being contaminated. That word pretty much spells out that they are dangerous for human consumption. Is this a surprise? No way!

This certainly isn’t news to any of us who are involved in a Holistic lifestyle. The treatment of chickens is deplorable. They are deprived of light, fed chemical and antibiotics, stuffed into tiny cages with their fecal matter as carpeting. Ugh!

Don’t wanna ruin it for you, but the next time you order an omelet, consider that the chicken that provided the eggs was a slave….yes, a slave.

“Okay, Hattie,” you may say, “why are you ruining our enjoyment of delicious omelets?”

Well, I’m not. I’m offering an alternative – ORGANIC EGGS FROM ORGANIC FARMERS! I’m saying that the next time you’re thinking of buying or eating eggs, THINK TWICE. Then tell the market, restaurant or whomever is responsible for purchasing eggs, that you won’t order anything made with them, until they can assure you that they come from organic sources.

Don’t let the greedy, destructive agribusiness feather their nests with money made from raising tortured animals. Maybe these little eggs are saying, “You didn’t treat my mommy right, so what do you expect?”

What can we expect unless we speak up?

Speak up! More and more of us are doing it…and changing the world’s health with our words.

HRT? Not For Me!

Menopause “hit” me when I was 50. Naturally, like most women I was beset by fears that this marked the beginning of a downhill descent. I rushed off to my gynecologist who wrote a prescription for Premarin, assured me it was safe, and sent me on my way.

I left his office with a spring in my step, “Goodie, now I don’t have to get upset about hot flashes, mood changes and losing my sexuality.” It seemed as if all my worries were over, until I began reading reports of increased cancer risks in women who took Premarin. So, rushing off to my doc again to check this out, he added Progesterone which he said would balance the “horse pee” (Premarin’s source). Once again I felt confident that all would be well.

One day after completing a lecture on Exquisite Aging at New York’s Whole Life Expo, I was approached by Dr. Viana Muller who proceeded to inform me that her company offered herbs that were as effective as hormone replacement… without any negative side effects. When I asked her about her background, her answer, “I’m an ethno botanist!” made me stand up and take notice. I’d never heard that word before, and was curious about what she knew about HRT.

Along with teaching me about indigenous herbs… those cultivated in the soil of their origin, she introduced me to a term that went on to play a major role in my understanding of how herbs function in the body. That word is “precursor”. It seems that most problems with HRT come from the fact that the chemicals they’re made of are actual hormones. As such they replace the hormones lost in menopause. Precursor Herbs contain no hormones but rather stimulate the body to keep creating its own Anti-Aging components.

Except for a short stint with bio-identical hormones, I’ve been using the herb, ROYAL MACA, from her company, WHOLE WORLD BOTANICALS for 20 years. Yes, aging can be a daunting prospect, but with this magical herb in my arsenal, I’ve maintained unprecedented youth.

Need proof? I modeled for a Dolce & Gabbana ad in a skin tight bathing suit at age 74! Thanks to this chance meeting with Dr. Muller over 20 years ago, I’ve been blessed with a youthfulness I never could have imagined.

Check out her company’s website www.wholeworldbotanicals.com

A whole new world of indigenous Peruvian herbs will open up for you as it has for me!

Holly Hill Shoots From The Hip

I recently saw an article on CNN  and it was certainly refreshing to hear Holly Hill’s straightforward philosophy about her self-titled “negotiated infidelity.”  Putting herself out on the open market of the Internet as a SUGAR BABE, she parlayed her thousands of responses into a philosophy that she believes is the solution to sexual problems between couples.

Her rationale isn’t new. We’re all familiar with the well-publicized idea that monogamy is for swans, not for humans. Holly chooses to put a positive spin on a classic negative phenomenon, thereby making it seem acceptable. According to Hill, the secret lies in getting it out into the open. Unlike traditional infidelity with its accompanying betrayal, secrecy, cheating and guilt, Ms. Hill espouses open communication regarding sexual liaisons with others.

Though this openness works for Holly and her man…at least it has for two years…there’s trouble on the line when one, or both partners find it emotionally unacceptable. In her case, her boyfriend is allowed to have sex with other women, but not to sleep with them… “spooning”, as she calls it. This is somewhat like the “open marriage” of the 60’s, but with specific guidelines as to the nature of the extra-relationship sex.

Will giving a new name to sexual cheating make it ultimately acceptable, or even life enhancing? That depends completely on the couple. The prescription she offers that open communication and acceptance of sexual infidelity makes for happy couples may or may not work. But for some, her recipe might just do the trick.