Introduced the five year old to the Wizard of Oz yesterday, which made me notice something. Frank L. Baum, ruby slippers. Hans Christian Anderson, also fixated on red shoes. Cinderella and her glass slippers. Stories about chicks and their shoes have been around for a long time, and men did it.

Along comes chick lit written by women in which women buy their own shoes instead of getting gifted or cursed with them. Frivolity, or subverting the dominant paradigm? You decide.