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Angels and Angles.
When abandoned to her own devices, the average
female has a tendency to “put on her things,” and
to contrive the same, in a manner that is not conducive
to patience in the male beholder. Her
besetting iniquity in this particular is a fondness for
angles, and she is unwavering in her determination
to achieve them at whatever cost.
Now we vehemently affirm that in woman's apparel
an angle is an offence to the male eye, and therefore
a crime of no small magnitude. In the masculine
acuteness. The masculine character and life are
rigid and angular, and the apparel should, or at
least may, proclaim the man. But with the soft,
rounded nature of woman, her bending flexibility of
temper, angles are absolutely incompatible. In
her outward seeming all should be easy and flowing
—every fold a nest of graces, and every line a
curve.
By close attention to this great truth, and a
conscientious striving after its advantages, woman
may hope to become rather comely of exterior, and
to find considerable favour in the eyes of man. It
is not impossible that, without any abatement of her
present usefulness, she may come to be regarded as
actually ornamental, and even attractive. If with
her angles she will also renounce some hundreds of
other equally harassing absurdities of attire, she
may consider her position assured, and her claim
to masculine toleration reasonably well grounded.
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