Getting Behind MILFs

Em & Lo, the sex columnists over at at NY Mag, have looked for answers to a question I’ve never thought to ask… Why are MILFs hot?

As two sex writers on the brink of breeding, we sometimes foresee a gloomy future—will people really take sex advice from two moms? But then we comfort ourselves with the knowledge that we live in a glorious era in which motherhood has become perversely conflated with bodaciousness: It’s the age of the MILF, or, to put it more crassly, the Mom I’d Like to Fuck—an acronym at once repulsive and appealing. The MILF is Stacy’s Mom. She’s the lady in the Strippercize class. She dresses like a Jersey mob wife, her eye tilted into a perpetual wink. Is she our future?

The article is peppered with thoughtful introspection as well as cultural collequisms (yummy mummy?). They’ve even divided MILFs into the innocent “Stacy’s Mom” milfs and the furocious cougar MILFS (rawr). It ends in joyous approval of entering MILFhood. I whole heartedly agree.

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