We were never allowed them, i had my first (and last) after i'd left home. Urgh.
Did love a Birds Eye chicken pie though. Still have those now and again.
But seriously: i wonder if whoever it was (I forget, also distracted by food) realises what 2nd wave feminism was all about? it wasn't all hairy legs, saggy boobs and dungarees.
And who can forget all those beautifully made-up young new romantic men/boys? (i lived on a military base, even some of the soldiers weren't above a bit of eye liner on a Saturday night, especially when they found out how much we loved it) I often think early Izzard (it's not a woman's dress, it's my dress) thought he was like Bowie - who just did whatever he liked and to hell with what people thought about it (which also led to a brief flirtation with nazis which i hated so much. He got over that, though)
ETA: forgot to mention in my previous post, i did the sort of equivalent thing when the UK election came up (got my vote back! yaay!) and i'm so right wing that despite their stance on what a woman is, on balance i had more in common with Labour. So i voted for them. HA. If I'm right wing, that makes any party i vote for right wing (although seeing what they're up to, hmm. oh shit. Hoist by my own petard)