I felt just as feminine as I usually do while wielding a chainsaw today trimming some trees and thinning some small ones out. Even the vicious briar attack couldn't make feel any less feminine and that drew a lot of blood! Its like a state of mind. I might be dirty, bloody, sweaty and tired, but dammit, I'm still the same feminine type I am when I'm dressed nicely and sporting makeup and pretty earrings.
