Why This Proud Feminist Cooks Cleans And Caters To Her Husband
“I stay home with my kids,” I said. And the career woman with the nanny who handles all that “parenting” nonsense sipped her drink, shrugged, and said “Oh,” as if I missed the memo that women are allowed to work in 2015. Her nails looked nice. So did her leather boots. Working warrants luxuries, I thought. I briefly imagined wearing them while my teething 9-month-old gnawed on the beautiful leather while I cooked....