The "F" Word

The word "feminist" makes people shudder.

For most men, the word conjures images of females dancing around a burning pile of aprons and bras, ranting about centuries of being forced to bake and vacuum. Most women don't utter the word, for fear males will think they have a suppressed desire to chop off their genitals. And no girl ever gets a date that way.

So I'm starting a blog (which I will write with all my underwear in tact) to provide dialog on how fashion contributes to the evolving perception of women. Some might say it's silly to take shoes and lipstick seriously, but if you think about it, clothing is always at the forefront of discussion. Remember Hillary Clinton's pant suits? Or Sarah Palin's $100,000 wardrobe? And who could forget the naughty schoolgirl uniform donned by a "not that innocent" Britney Spears? Or her lack of clothing thereafter?

Above all, the point of this blog is to encourage women to enjoy their appearance and not feel guilty about investing time and mu-lah into their appearances. After all, frocks went out of style with the Puritans, and we should work to keep that way.