This fashion marks a shift away from objectification towards feminine functionality. You know a category has earned its place in our wardrobe when it pushes boundaries. Just as loungewear saw the onesie reach mainstream, so too do we have athleisure brands embracing the jumpsuit.
The figure of Trump looms large over all of us as we prepare to March on London on Saturday. But new data revealed by the Fawcett Society today shows just how hostile our own society is towards women. It seems we have a few Trumps of our own.
I'm a woman, and I believe in equality. I also believe there is nothing wrong with a man holding the door open for me or paying me a compliment. These are things our radical feminist friends frequently condemn as patronizing and overpowering. I call it practical and polite.
The fact that such an image can unite 80-year-old white women and an eight-year-old black girl surely is something that should be celebrated, applauded and appreciated that we live in such an inclusive world where one image can say so much.
Try to resist seeing the world in pink and blue, despite the inevitable monochrome bombardment you'll face from the moment of your first child's birth. Despite what you're told, open your mind to the idea that both genders can appreciate a diverse palette.
A recent study has found that, even in a year deemed 'female heavy', women are still only playing 30% of given speaking roles. And that does not mean integral, central characters who dominate talk time, that includes any line spoken in all of the top 100 US films. Women's voices are still stuck in the silent movie era - the majority are on mute.
When oh when will men stop "correcting" women on their feminism? It is not demeaning to women, how they choose to represent themselves. It is demeaning though, and extraordinarily patronising in the most perversely ironic of ways, for a man to appropriate feminism to his side of the argument to "correct" female behaviour.
Raving is the theatrical equivalent of Blurred Lines - using the sexual assault of a young woman as source for comedy. As a result, I left Hampstead Theatre feeling sick to my stomach.
Don't worry your pretty little head, because I'm typing this on Dell's Della computer that is delicately pink to suit women's tastes, and I'm in a room decorated in a paint "for girls" ("but boys can use it too", which is really generous of the Annie Sloan paint company to say).