Oh dear, rehearsals have started for the show I’m directing, and you can see how easily I begin to neglect my other avenues of creative expression! Three weeks away from the blog…hopefully I’ll be able to keep up a little better from now on.

The apron seems to be making a comeback – to me it’s a symbol of reclaimed femininity, domesticity as a source of yin-empowerment. My mother’s generation had to set their femininity aside in order to be heard, acknowledged, and respected in the world of men. They had to fracture themselves somewhat – all grey flannel and pressed poplin at work, cotton and denim on the weekends to tend hastily to domestic tasks. I do not remember my mother in a dress, ever. She was working 60-hour weeks and traveling almost all the time – there was little time for “fussy” stylings. While I am grateful for the hard-won battles of the women’s-libbers, I also feel it is my generation’s dharma to come back into balance, honoring and integrating the yang-masculine and the yin-feminine energies within us. Oddly enough, I find this integration most visible in current fashion trends – lacy tops, flirty blouses and even dainty short dresses atop rough-and-tumble jeans and sexy heels. But inside as well, something is being reclaimed by us that, I hope, will not so easily be put down again.

I found my first adult apron at Anthropologie (a store that I love for its absolutely feminine take on even the most mundane clothing) a few months ago, and I wear it whenever I can. I plan to make a few aprons this year, to give to the women in my life. I hope they find their aprons imbued with the same soft power I have – the power to get done what needs to get done, without setting aside a little flounce and lace here and there.

What makes you feel your feminine power?