SPOKANE Im not a womens libber, but I cant skirt this issue any longer.
Theres a movement to send women back to the 1950s in a dress.
In a sudden whirl of advertising, dresses for exercise yes, I said EXERCISE are strolling across the pages of outdoor recreation catalogs. Theyre even hanging out at sports events such as the Lilac Bloomsday Run earlier this month in Spokane.
I saw it, the Nuu-Muu first-hand, when my daughter, Tiffany, and I picked up our race packets. The dress was displayed among the many booths filled to the brim with running gear.
I remember pausing for a moment in shock.
If I hadnt known better, Id have thought I was in the Back to the Future films plutonium-powered DeLorean, engineered by a mad scientist.
Instead, its young women who seem to be madly in love with the idea of putting gals back into dresses.
I grew up having to wear a dress all the time.
Elementary school found us little girls trying to hang on the bars upside down, clutching our dresses between our legs. The monkey bars werent much better. Both forms of exercise soon became a spectator sport for the boys.
Bicycling posed just about the same problem with skirts flying in the wind. Sidewalk skating was no better. Dresses most often didnt have pockets for the skate key, so we improvised with a piece of string around our neck or handed off the piece of gray metal to one of our brothers.
Even sitting to put on our skates was a mothers futile lesson in modesty.
But finally, things changed.
In the late 1960s, soldiers returning from Vietnam couldnt believe their eyes. Theyd left with gals in dresses and come home to women wearing the pants.
We enjoyed the freedom.
So, its with a bit of concern that I eye this new fashion trend, one that brings us full circle. Its a road Ive already traveled.
But theres something that has been on my mind since the Bloomsday race when afterward Tiffany and I couldnt remember where we parked the car.
If wed have been wearing dresses, would we have been offered a ride?


