...we men can lazily continue to rule the world.

Thanks!

P.S.--I especially enjoyed Twisty's visit to bitch-slap Page. Too bad we couldn't watch these two wrestle for the true feminist crwon in string bikinis in jello.

I don't like shopping. I don't like hairdos and makeup. I can think of cheaper ways to waste my time. Sex is fine, but I don't need anyone's advice on how to have it.

I don't think commercialism is a high value. If they want to do traditional female stuff,little boutique owners might think about educating the young and caring for the young, the old, and the sick rather than selling their uesless made in China girly items.

Bust is a piece of crap. Twisty is fun. Let's all grow up.

Bust of the 90s should be distinguished from Bust after 2000. Old Bust was like Sassy before it became Jane. Sassy and the old Bust were lifesavers.

I think we already know the answers to all the questions disputes like this raise. Of course we should work together to combat the beating/raping/killing/unequal pay/unequal responsibility for childcare/etc. reasons for feminism existing. Those are the problems worth addressing, not social limits on self-expression. We all know that any sort of discussion on whether choice of hairstyle/ clothing/shaving undermines the 'movement' ultimately devolves into bullshit because of the fatal logical flaw in any motivation for such a discussion: trying to come up with the 'right' way to dress/act will eternally be just as ridiculous as it was in grade school. There's no way around that simple fact and there's no way to avoid looking stupid even having those discussions.

That said, why do we feel the need to talk about this? Because having these stupid discussions distracts people into feeling excluded. Who cares if BUST talks about dildos and clothes? Frankly that just means I'm never going to read it, but I could care less if other people do and it's great if they talk about problems females face. But at the same time don't expect me to see BUST as some sacred cow that I can't laugh at either. I don't have to defend people's right to get dressed up, that will take care of itself if I defend their right to do what they want in the first place.

It would be nice to see a feminist magazine with a more global outlook (does one exist? not that I know of...)

Try Ms. Magazine. They've always had in-depth international news.

I thought feminism was always about fun. I'm a motivational psychologist, meaning I study the emotional drives: what people enjoy or what energizes them. When all else is equal, you pick what you like. Feminism allows more people (women AND men) to make more -- and freer -- choices, right? Therefore, feminism allows people to do more things they enjoy, and increases the amount of fun all around.

The troubling part about some folks on both sides of the political spectrum is that they want to define "acceptable" fun. No doubt that there are things I dislike that others think are fun, and vice versa, and indeed there are things that I consider completely unacceptable that others consider fun. But is mere shopping worthy of this level of vitriol? Some people like shopping, and would like more choices than a burqa.

Let's do the sexism test: reverse the gender and see whether it is more or less accepted: If men (or mens' magazines) talked about fashion, sex, and shopping, they would be betraying their gender. Hmmm...better tell GQ! By that test, BUST may be tasteless and overly flip about feminism, but somehow I don't think that disqualifies them.

You make it sound like being "appealing" is a good thing. I am glad that Twisty makes you uncomfortable. Did it ever occur to you that make up and leg-shaving are entireley unnecessary and the planet would be better off if we all tossed it in the trash where it belongs?

One person wrote here that she like being a girl, likes pink and so forth.

Well, pink is made up value. It was never a natural girl color.

"At one point pink was considered more of a boy's color, (as a

watered-down red, which is a fierce color) and blue was more for

girls. The associate of pink with bold, dramatic red clearly affected

its use for boys. An American newspaper in 1914 advised mothers, "If

you like the color note on the little one's garments, use pink for the

boy and blue for the girl, if you are a follower of convention." [The

Sunday Sentinal, March 29, 1914.]

http://answers.google.com/answers/threadview?id=238733

When I hear that trippy song about "feel like a woman" like Shana Twain I think , "feel like a hooker...ya, da da da daaaa!" Being a woman , being a girl is defined as artifice, drag, really. More drag queen acts have been done with that song....Drag queens are better at our common definition of being a gril.

To say you like being a girl...well, honey..how about being a woman? Does the man in your life say...I like feeling like a boy? Let me tell you. That would be creepy. There's something in our general society that makes it weird for many women to step into being a woman your power, not a girl. Ain't it weird that we would say we like being girls? How harmless. How fluffy. How non-threatening. Tee hee. And you certainly wouldn't imagine your boss, your judge, your senator, anyone commanding a CEO salary of millions waxing about pink and being a girl - outside the cosmetic and fashion industry. (although she MUST wax) The men in competition with her for the job would definitely love her and respect her for her frilly empoweredness. She gets promoted like Amanda Peaks on that Studio 60 show for just her spunky empoweredness. That's how it happens in the real world

If you are a woman, and are feeling, you are feeling like a woman. If you get into drag and pink and all the other things, you are into fetish. (Check out Twisty's new photo on her site -- it's a little pinky punky, isn't it?) Hey, whatever gets you off, but don't lay it on your sex like its a natural thing, in fact, the determining why to determine sex difference.

To be a girl doesn't mean a "natural" attraction to pink. Pink never was the genetic, god-given girly girl color written in your church's bible under what a girl is. Historically, for many more years, blue was the girl's color and pink was for little boys. It was madison avenue. You got sold. You got punked to roll that up into your sexuality like it makes you more of a girl.