all those well heeled women

in my

online binge dating days,

i would often

meet successful women.

doctors,

lawyers,

CEO's,

heads of regional sales,

directors of some sort.

all well-schooled,

well coifed,

feminists

who had broken through

the glass ceiling.

each wore the perfume of money,

purchased through

work

and divorce.

an impressive lot.

and yet rarely did 

any every offer to pay

for a meal,

putting down

the cash or card

to cover or split

what we just ate and drank.

i took notice of their 

Jimmy Choo shoes, their

gold watches,

and pearls,

the cobwebs

and locks

on their Prada purses.