Warning: Borderline feminist rant

Now that I have a grown up job, I have to dress like one. It's merely reminding me of all that is evil about women's clothing.

I look around me, and the men have it easy. Dressy: put on a suit. Business, but less so: put on ashirt and tie. Business casual: collared shirt, no tie.

Women, on the other hand, have to determine what exactly is "nice enough." There are no set rules. There are no obvious guidelines.

Having gotten over the first hurdle and decided to go with slacks and a shirt most of the time with the occasional skirt thrown in for style, you then have to deal with the ridiculousness of the actual clothes.

Why do we bother with fake little pockety-looking slits on the sides of our pants that don't go to actual pockets? Heaven forbid women's pants would have actual pockets. It would "ruin the line." Men, can have a pocket knife, a set of keys, a wallet, a Palm Pilot and a regulation sized Major League baseball in their pocket and no one is studying their lines.

Shirts are all either sleeveless or low cut. I'm convinced of it. There are millions of women's dress shirts out there where the buttons don't start until the gneeral vacinity of one's cleavage. I can't find one that has what would be the first two buttons on a normal shirt.

Men need to own two pairs of shoes, one brown and one black. Women have to own a couple of styles in each color because, of course, the shoes that go with slacks don't go with a skirt and vice versa.

It's making me start to wonder why any man would ever join the drag show circuit...