Desire is the motor of every life.

It is a fact of social life – perhaps a bizarre fact – that needful and strenuous efforts can be overshadowed by someone, anyone, who is dubbed “cool.”  

Is it a good thing? A subversive thing? A morally neutral thing?

I know it sounds funny to say, in a “non-advice column” for and about women, but the most evil people I have known personally were women.

Clothes are a much bigger subject than is generally supposed.  I often say, “It doesn’t matter what happens, so long as you’re dressed for it.”  I suspect more than a few women would agree with me.

Invisibility can signal erasure.  

Aging is about stratagems plus the overview.  My stratagems are Denial, Disguise and (to paraphrase Jefferson) “Eternal Hostility” against every form of aging known to womankind.  

Years ago, when the feminist revolution was a new discovery for me, I telephoned a family friend who was the only woman engineer in an airplane factory.  I thought she’d be thrilled to hear of the New Day Dawning for women. . .

Any woman still maintaining that the terms “masculinity” and “femininity” should be put between scare quotes, as mere social or grammatical constructs, is invited to walk unescorted into the midst of this bunch.  In shorts.