Every midlife woman I know right now is hooked on Vladimir, the new Netflix erotic comedy-drama in which a smoking hot Rachel Weisz is obsessed with her younger colleague, Leo Woodall (also hot, just not as hot as her, if weâre honest).Â
Itâs sexy. Itâs unhinged. Itâs escapist. Itâs absolutely nothing like the lives of most midlife women⊠except, what if it actually is? What if our inner worlds sometimes look a little bit like Rachelâs?Â
Letâs get one thing straight: 56-year-old Rachelâs character (who has no name, so perhaps itâs yours) is definitely at the more extreme end of midlife whims and desires. Without wishing to spoiler the show, her life is in freefall and her sex drive has gone through the roof â and these two events are not unrelated. Â
But in my own communities of midlife women, there are varying degrees of, if not unhinged, certainly surprising, behaviour going on at all times. There are women randomly getting their first tattoos (âI just always fancied oneâ), women dating women for the first time (âI just always fancied oneâ?), women going to sex parties (you get the idea) and many more who are idly contemplating blowing up their lives in one way or another, whether itâs leaving a long-established career or an even longer-established marriage. Â Â
And this is just in the year 6 mums chat. Â
But whether weâre taking our midlife whims to HR, Bumble or the tattoo studio, all of us, like Rachelâs character, are basically saying the same thing: we are here, we are hot, we are alive, we are not invisible and we want to make the most of it.
Vladimir isnât the only cultural midlife moment like this. Nicole Kidman, 58, went down a similarly dark, sexy road opposite Harris Dickinson, 29, in 2024âs Babygirl and Miranda Julyâs incredible, unashamedly bonkers novel All Fours became the most talked-about book of the last couple of years for what New York magazine described as its âradical depictionâ of perimenopause and the âre-wildingâ of women in midlife.Â
Plus, underground Substack newsletters like the deliciously juicy To The Bed (a divorced 40-something New Yorker who anonymously blogs about her adventures on dating and hook-up apps) are shared between part-disillusioned, part-curious women on dark social. In my divorce group chat (yep, thatâs a thing! Still married? You canât sit with us), we swap memes, Reels and articles about midlife sex and dating that we would never share publicly on Instagram, where weâre mostly masquerading as nice, smiley, wholesome activewear mums.
Is the midlife sex boom down to HRT and GLP-1s?
And my theory about this midlife explosion? In the same way that in the 1960s, the advent of the contraceptive pill induced a sexual revolution, in the 2020s a few other medical advances have given many midlife womenâs sex lives and general self-confidence a rip-roaring second act.Â
First, thereâs HRT. While my motherâs generation were often cautious about treating their menopause symptoms via hormone replacement therapy due to fears around breast cancer (more recent research suggests the risks were overstated), in 2024 2.6 million patients were prescribed it â a 12% increase from the previous year. Not only can supplementing with oestrogen, progesterone and testosterone boost womenâs sex drives, but HRT can also, even more powerfully, boost mental health due to helping with symptoms like anxiety, insomnia and rage. The result? A generation of women who are potentially happier and, yep, hornier than the ones before.
And then there are GLP-1s. Whatever your views on weight loss medication, thereâs no denying that there are now a whole cohort of women strutting around a hell of a lot more confidently than they were a couple of years ago, back in jeans they last wore in their 20s (even if theyâre not sure which ones they should be wearing). Currently, 80% of private GLP-1 patients are women, with the highest uptake in the 30-49 bracket, followed by women in their fifties. As someone whose weight has fluctuated by around five stone across the course of my adult life, I know I donât have to be thin to feel sexy and confident, but feeling fit and strong certainly makes me feel better both in and out of my clothes.Â
The final tool for many women in the midst of a powerful midlife revolution? The boom of the cosmetic treatment and wellness industry. Those communities of midlife women arenât just chatting over WhatsApp about their sex lives, theyâre also swapping tips on Botox practitioners, red light masks and collagen supplements. Even a decade ago, many of these tweakments and routines felt extreme, but these days theyâre mainstream, with the market anticipated to grow a further 15.4% by 2030.Â
Presenting our best selves
And whoâs bang in the middle of that market? Midlife women, of course. While personally Iâm fed up with being bombarded by Instagram ads telling me about all the urgent improvements I should make to my eyebags, I totally get the appeal: in a world where weâre constantly told that weâre invisible once weâre past 40, if every fibre of our being is telling us that, actually, we want to be seen and heard if you donât mind, weâll do what we can to present our best selves to the world.
Itâs not about looking younger â itâs about putting ourselves out there as confidently as we can and reclaiming our power, a power that we might have felt like we lost, in mind and body, due to pregnancy, motherhood, perimenopause symptoms, challenging job markets, pandemics, relationship breakdowns or all of the above. If weâre privileged enough to have access to the tools that can provide a shortcut to confidence, weâre going to eagerly seize them and throw ourselves into an era thatâs not about looking and feeling good for our age, itâs just about looking and feeling good. Â
The women writing, producing, commissioning and starring in works of art like Vladimir have found their power and know that midlife doesnât have to be all doom and domesticity. At this point in our lives, we know that the hard stuff is going to happen anyway, so we might as well enjoy the more fun, frivolous bits â and if itâs now reflected back at us on screen, instead of being whispered about? Even better.
While most of us donât look like Rachel Weisz and most of us (hopefully) arenât quite as obsessive and extreme as her intoxicating character, seeing a little bit of our baddest self in her feels delicious. But donât tell. Itâs fun to have a dirty little secret from our Gen Z and younger millennial friends while they spend their evenings snuggling on the sofa with their cute boyfriends and even cuter dogs. Let them believe weâre just popping our reading glasses on to admire our mateâs kitchen reno; we know weâre also giving feedback on her Feeld profile.Â
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