I'm going to stick my neck out and say yes, they are. Even so, there are some puzzling things about that sex.
Why do girls like kitten-in-the-basket posters?
And what's this thing they have about fetus toys?
And why glass unicorns? A few vile men will buy pewter Gandolfs but you never see a guy with a glass unicorn.
Maybe all these girly tastes have their genesis in the girly bedroom. I don't know of any real estate on Earth where a guy is more uncomfortable and itchy than in these pink and lavender infernos.
Maybe that's where girls learn to cultivate cute.
Or maybe they get it from books like this (above). I deliberately printed the picture small lest readers feel their eyes have been pierced by icepicks.
Girls feel they're on a mission to evangelize the the animal world and convert it to cute.
Someone shoot this poor dog and put it out of its misery.
Some women executives make girly otherness work for them. They tinker together ultra-fem offices, with pink, fuzzy carpeting and magical rainbow posters. When a business guy comes in they seat him in a rickety wicker chair next to a rickety wicker shelf, and the shelf is packed to the gills with glass unicorns. Of course the glassware is on the very edge of the shelves.
If he's lucky the poor guy will bump against the shelf and break just one of the unicorns. If he's not lucky the whole shelf will keel over. Either way he's screwed and will agree to any terms just to get out of the office.
Well that's all we have time for now. I know some of the girls reading this were probably salivating over the My Little Pony pictures. Here's (above) one last look at the beloved horse fetus and his pink friends.
I'm going to stick my neck out and say yes, they are. Even so, there are some puzzling things about that sex.
Why do girls like kitten-in-the-basket posters? 
And what's this thing they have about fetus toys? 
Maybe all these girly tastes have their genesis in the girly bedroom. I don't know of any real estate on Earth where a guy is more uncomfortable and itchy than in these pink and lavender infernos.
Maybe that's where girls learn to cultivate cute.
Or maybe they get it from books like this (above). I deliberately printed the picture small lest readers feel their eyes have been pierced by icepicks.
Girls feel they're on a mission to evangelize the the animal world and convert it to cute. 
Someone shoot this poor dog and put it out of its misery.
Some women executives make girly otherness work for them. They tinker together ultra-fem offices, with pink, fuzzy carpeting and magical rainbow posters. When a business guy comes in they seat him in a rickety wicker chair next to a rickety wicker shelf, and the shelf is packed to the gills with glass unicorns. Of course the glassware is on the very edge of the shelves.
If he's lucky the poor guy will bump against the shelf and break just one of the unicorns. If he's not lucky the whole shelf will keel over. Either way he's screwed and will agree to any terms just to get out of the office.
Well that's all we have time for now. I know some of the girls reading this were probably salivating over the My Little Pony pictures. Here's (above) one last look at the beloved horse fetus and his pink friends.
