Wait, WHAT!?!?! 30-fucking-1!?!? When did 31 become a time of worrying about dignity, fer chrissakes!?!? I don't recall anything like that when I was 31. Most broads in their 30s, if they're not buying into the whole marriage/family thing, are having quite a lot of fun; they're still their looks, and they have the whole experience thing on their side, having gone through the "Terrible 20s" and all that.
Fifty-one, I could've bought, but 31? No way.
Hell - I’ve done the wife thing (twice) and am doing the mom thing and am no where close to worrying about my dignity yet. Whatever
(oh - and LOVE the julie cooper reference)