My mother's sexual awakening hit me by surprise in her mid to late 80s!! She fell in love with her ambulette driver who reminded her of my father as a young man. Her orthopedic oxfords and tight bun hairdo were no longer acceptable. She insisted on wearing "Mary Jane" pumps (could not find any in her size!!), "sweeping bangs", and insisted on dabbing on 'Ciara' perfume (on body parts too personal to elaborate on) from a toxic bottle she refused to throw away from the 70's. I am the daughter of a Tallulah! Can anyone relate?
As long as it stays within bounds (mainly that it does not disturb others) I like to see both the men and women at Mom's nursing home take an interest in their appearance and want to be noticed by the opposite sex. They are old -- not dead!