Remember, you’re fighting for this woman’s honour, which is probably more than she ever did. — Duck Soup

One of my rules for Girlie Bear is that she has to dress like a lady three times every school week.  Without that rule, she’d be perfectly happy to wear old shorts or jeans and bad attitude tee shirts and sweatshirts.   Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but she needs to be more.  I want her to know how to dress in a feminine manner because I want her to know how to do it without looking like a street-walker.  I want her to know the difference between dressing up to go to the club and getting dressed for work.  I want her to know that, when it comes to cosmetics, less is more.  I want her to learn that being attractive is better than looking trashy.

In other words, I live in abject fear that she might attract the kind of man I used to be, and I’m doing everything I can to prevent that.