No offense to the buxom 29-year-old TV star, but I never saw us having much in common. She spent her twenties attending award shows and starring on "Ghost Whisperer." My twenties consisted mostly of working grunt Hollywood jobs to arrange for other people to attend award shows, and I occasionally watched an episode of "Ghost Whisperer." But I am the first to admit I am lucky to have had the luxury of choosing my winding path.
Call me bitter, but when I heard she and her fiance who dated for two years split, I initially showed the empathy of a shoulder shrug. I sort of picture her as a beautiful living Barbie doll residing in her dream house with plenty of charming suitors waiting to sweep her off her dainty pointed feet. Barbies don't cry over lost love. They just change into another sparkly party dress and ride off with a new Ken in the pink Corvette.
It's hard remembering celebs in glossy magazine spreads are actually real people with genuine emotions, so I was stunned by Jennifer's quote from October (regarding her dramatic weight loss) that People is now referencing in relation to the break-up. Jennifer said, "I'm getting ready to turn 30 and get married and all those things," adding "This year was my year to try to glow from within and feel better."
Jennifer Love Hewitt felt the need to transform her body before turning 30? Jennifer Love Hewitt thought 30 was the time to get married and all those things (perhaps "things" included children)? Jennifer Love Hewitt needed to feel better? Has Jennifer Love Hewitt become a mind reader able to crawl inside my soon to be 30-year-old head and share my fears out loud?
I realize I may be reading a little too deep into her statement, but suddenly I feel very sorry for Jennifer. She's now a real person who my heart goes out to, and I want to give her a hug and a box of tissues. I can't imagine the pain of ending an engagement.
I do however understand turning 30 and not being where one thought she'd be (even though where I am is pretty good) nor marrying the man she envisioned spending her life with. I know it's just a number, but 30 has been waking me up in the middle of the night. In two short months, I will be 30.
30 means you could definitely be someone's wife and mother -- and people start asking why you aren't a wife and mother. 30 is when people say you should have a serious financial plan for the future. 30 is when your mother reminds you she wants to be a grandmother. 30 is when bartenders only card you to get a bigger tip.
I realize all the readers in their 30s and beyond must be rolling their eyes as I do now when talking to women who lament about turning 25. Why do some of these numbers scare us so much? I'm smart enough to know 30 isn't going to feel much different from 29.
In truth, the 30-something women I know are a really gorgeous and successful bunch. I've always envied them, and part of me is dying to enter into their seemingly glamorous world. I guess that's the problem. Just like I suspect Jennifer Love Hewitt may have been feeling, I too believe I need some major transformation to qualify being 30 and fabulous.
Do you have an irrational fear of turning a certain age?