The best analogy I’ve found is that men shop for women the same way they shop for cars. When they’re young and broke, they’ll be happy with anything that runs more often than not, even if it smokes and has a lot of junk in the trunk, but by the time they’ve reached middle age and the level of success these women are hoping to find, men are thinking: “What do I want? A high-mileage older model with a shot suspension and a lot of hidden problems, or should I just spend the money and get a much newer and lower-mileage model?”
Face it, ladies. Unless you’re a vintage red Corvette in fantastic condition, by the time you’re 40, you’re only going to appeal to the sort of man who enjoys rebuilding wrecks.