(Guest Post) Reclaiming Femininity, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love My Skirts

Reclaiming Femininity, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love My Skirts by Mina Therese

– “Are you from Little House on the Prairie?”

– “What about yard work? Winter? You going to wear skirts and dresses then, too?”

– “Why don’t you just wear pants?”

Gentle reader, I have heard all of the above (and many more along the same vein) since I began wearing skirts and dresses exclusively five years ago. Far from being an oppressive tool of the patriarchy, I find wearing decidedly feminine clothing beautiful, comforting, and freeing.

Many like-minded women I’ve met share some of my reasons for adhering to classically feminine clothing choices: tradition, femininity, and modesty.

Foregoing masculine attire started as a Lenten discipline for me. In addition to my other observances, I elected to follow a devotion to classically feminine dress. I initially viewed this as a personal, but visible, promise to God to live out the roles he chose for me as daughter, sister, wife, and mother. The results of this six-week discipline were both unintended and surprising. I noticed during that Quadragesima that I carried myself differently. I was more poised, had better posture, felt (and hopefully looked!) pretty. Contrary to the current cultural cacophony that demands acceptance and celebration of genderlessness, sex flip-flopping transgenderism, and other perversions, I was determined to display the differences and complementarity of the natural born sexes in my manner of dress. I had decidedly set myself apart from my brothers. I felt… womanly.

After celebrating Easter, I found I had no desire to return to pants, trousers, khakis, jeans, or shorts. My commitment to wearing skirts and dresses had extended into regular day-to-day life. Having grown up a short-haired, scruffy tomboy—but one who loved wearing dresses to church on Sundays and to birthday parties—this was a departure from my long-established norm. Despite this, the continuation of my Lenten discipline was natural and effortless.

I celebrate my womanhood by making the conscious, personal choice to don dresses. By doing so, I have reclaimed my God-given, natural-born femininity that decades of feminism has demanded I relinquish and abhor. Listen to me feminists, wymyn, grrrls, xilrs: I am woman, hear me roar.

And, finally, to answer the questions posed at the outset:

  • “Are you from Little House on the Prairie?”

  • No, ma’am. I love the skirts but not churning butter, thank you very much.

  • “What about yard work? Winter? You going to wear skirts and dresses then, too?”

  • I have denim “work skirts” for gardening and lovely, long fleece skirts for wintertime (coupled with fleece-lined tights and boots I’m probably warmer than my sisters in single-layer denim jeans.)

  • “Why don’t you just wear pants?”

  • Because I don’t have to.

*Author’s Note: If you liked this foray into feminine counter-culture, next time I’ll tell you all about veiling at church and how it is absolutely nothing like wearing a hijab, niqab, abaya, or burka.

4 Comments on “(Guest Post) Reclaiming Femininity, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love My Skirts

  1. Loved this and I agree wholeheartedly, but as a skirt “newbie”, do you have any ideas of where to find skirts that are feminine/modest/longer? Preferably online, because we have a limited number of stores in my small town, and the pickings are slim. Thanks.


  2. Good Day Alicia!

    My favorite websites for modest dresses and skirts are: Sahalie, Coldwater Creek, NorthStyle, and Chadwicks of Boston. My fleece skirt is from The Mouse Works–handmade custom to my measurements. It is fantastic! It wasn’t cheap, though. I only own one, but it washes well and dries quickly. Hope that helps!


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    • Oooh, good choices– I was aware of these sites but hadn’t been to them for awhile (years?). Will go see what I can find–Thanks so much !


  3. Nice for you and your skirt. But you do realise that the title that have inspired yours, is a sarcastic display of ignorance: stop worrying and start loving the bomb that is going to wipe out humanity.


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