Three fashionable older ladies were having lunch when the conversation turned to their younger days.
“At twenty-five, I wore a dress so short that men forgot what they were saying,” said Vivian, adjusting her silk scarf.
“At twenty-five, I wore perfume so lovely that men followed me across a room,” said Pearl, checking her lipstick.
Dorothy took a slow sip of her champagne.
“At twenty-five, I had three handsome men knocking on my door on the same evening.”
“Three?” Vivian gasped. “How did you choose?”
“I married the patient one.”
Pearl smiled. “The one who waited longest?”
“No. The one who came back the next morning.”
Just then, Dorothy’s husband arrived to collect her.
“Are you telling them how you made me wait outside all evening?” he asked.
Dorothy patted his hand. “Darling, I’m telling them how you won.”
He shook his head. “I only came back because you’d kept my car keys.”
Dorothy leaned toward her friends and whispered:
“Beauty attracts a man, ladies. A good handbag keeps him coming back.”😂🤣
