Older Women and Younger Men: Why Not?
July 3 -- When I recently started seeing commercials for squeezable peanut butter, I thought, "It's about damn time."
—We've had squeezable jelly for years and, quite frankly, I could never understand what great time savings there was in not having to spread the jelly on the bread if you still had to spread the peanut butter on the bread.
I felt the same way when I found out that 40-year-old Demi Moore is dating a man/boy 15 years her junior. I said, "Squeezable peanut butter. It's about damn time!"
I am shocked that Demi and her new paramour, Ashton Kutcher, have made the cover of virtually every entertainment magazine and the first five minutes of every infotainment show. What's the big deal?
First of all, she looks like she's 25, and whether she's had work done or not is beside the point.
As far as her having children almost Ashton's age, that's not quite the case. Her eldest daughter is 10 years Ashton's junior. That's a little too close for comfort. But this is Hollywood. Let's just be happy he's not dating Rumer, although Demi's ex, Bruce Willis, would be ready to kick some tail! Is Demi Pulling a PR Stunt? Who Cares!
As to the validity of the relationship, it's quite uncertain. The gossips say that when the paparazzi are not checking them out, they aren't checking each other out. In other words, they're only playing smoochie-face for the cameras because it's a publicity stunt.
News of this relationship seems suspiciously well coordinated with Demi's comeback performance in Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle.
According to the rumor mill, they've been spotted together in Haley, Idaho. They've also spent quality time with Demi's three daughters and, strangely, with her aforementioned ex.
Truthfully, it's a mutually beneficial deal. He helps her pick up the 20-something audience who hasn't had the pleasure of knowing Demi the way the baby boomers do. She, on the other hand, affords him the credibility of a little more mature audience who might not have rushed out to see him in Dude, Where's My Car.