I got a shit load of comments on my blog The Pussification of America. They were all over the map from being complimentary and in agreement, to accusing me of all manner of personal offenses. I may be a wee bitty twisted, but the ones that really tickle my fancy are those from people who have lost their common sense and sense of humor, and have gotten their panties so far up their ass they require surgical removal.  Of those I found particularly giggle-worthy were women calling me sexist, saying my title was misogynistic for using the word Pussification. It got me thinking over this whole topic, sexism, and women chastising other women for the rather inconsequential behaviors they deem “sexist”. Who made them the Ché Guevara of Women’s Liberation?

Am I misogynistic? AbsoFUCKINGlutely NOT! I am the complete opposite. I LOVE strong women. I like them bossy, bitchy, fickle and pickled; with big personalities and even bigger boobs. And I like women with smart mouths and smart minds. Furthermore, I love sexy women and I love being sexy myself. I already know by saying this people are going to get all butt-hurt and cross-eyed, and say I am perpetrating antiquated roles for men and women.  I. Am. Not.  I am just talking about what I LIKE. You do not have to like it or agree.

Am I sexist?? Maybe according to some crunchy woman who wants me to wear Birkenstocks, grow my arm pit hair, give up my mani-pedis/facials and shout from the tallest building that “I don’t need no man!” But really? Me? Sexist? Seriously? No. By definition being sexist means you believe one gender to be inferior to another. Just because I entertain some stereotypes, does not mean I think women are weak. I think sexy is the new strong and I find it empowering. I don’t need to wear the pants. I like wearing the skirt (the shorter the better) and the high heels too. I enjoy when men AND women notice me. I work hard to keep in shape and be attractive. Why does it bother some women if I take pleasure in this? Is it because they aren’t comfortable being sexy themselves or is it because they believe my being sexy makes women less credible? Dressing sexy does not a whore make you. I just feel comfortable in my own skin and don’t follow the notion that the human body is something to be ashamed of or hidden. Now, yes, there are times when such dress would be inappropriate. Clearly, when I am at work or going to my child’s school, I dress professionally; but when I go out dancing or to dinner with my husband, I like to be pretty and I relish a little attention.

I also get annoyed when women try to push their definition of women’s liberation on others (or more specifically on me). There are many ways for women to be liberated. Why do they think it’s wrong that I enjoy being in a relationship where I do the “girly stuff” and he does the “manly stuff”? I like making my house beautiful, arranging flowers, lighting scented candles and cooking a great dinner for my man. I like making him feel like the King, because in turn he makes me feel like his Queen. Personally I don’t want to carry my own groceries or pull my own chair out at a restaurant. I don’t want to open my own car door. I like standing there reapplying my lip gloss while I wait for him to do it for me.

Obviously, there are men and women across the spectrum. Certainly a woman can be a good mechanic and a man can be a good housekeeper and there are many happy couples who are in same gender relationships and I whole heartedly support that too. BUT there are stereotypes for a reason, although it shouldn’t be wrong if you venture outside the box. If you don’t fit a preconceived notion, that is awesome, I love originality. But on the other hand, if you do conform to gender roles in your own life and relationships, that should be ok too. Essentially I like women in all shapes, sizes and personalities; the only requirement is to be FUN and not to rebuke other women for using the word Pussification.

The thing that actually physically classifies us as “women” is having a vagina; other than that, it is up to each individual how she wants to define herself. I’m not telling any other women how to be and in fact I appreciate and celebrate all women for being authentic to themselves. Own your femininity and if you do that by wearing camo pants and sporting a mullet then I high five you!

So, for me Pussification is just a funny word and I LIKE it. It doesn’t make me think of vaginas, it makes me giggle. Of course the word vagina makes me giggle too, but I digress. Pussification makes me think of whiners and it perfectly elucidated what I was trying to say… I LIKE funny words. I LIKE butt-burp and asshat and douchecanoe, too.

I am standing behind PUSSIFICATION and my flagrant sexist ways. I’m not easily offended and words don’t usually bother me, it’s the intent behind the words that holds the possibility of hurt feelings. Even then I usually can’t work up a good “give a shit”. I’m too busy sending boob pics to my husband…