at four o clock it’s “don’t even praise me on anything that smacks of ‘housewife’…i’m modern and free from the bondage of the kitchen apron!” and by six o clock it’s “oh look a new cookbook! i’m so excited! i can’t wait to make dinner tomorrow! oh, and by the way, isn’t that an adorable baby over there?! *cooing noises*
feminism takes a blow (from magnificentmarie)
