The GQ Advice Lady on why your girlfriend is acting like Zooey Deschanel.
A number of women really do seem to have Etsy-ed themselves into adult-sized six-year-olds. Do you even sense a widespread cultural aversion toward the word “woman” itself? (Ahem, New Girl, 2 Broke Girls.) Two out of every five women I meet run some sort of cutesy “Cupcakes That Look Like Ryan Gosling” Tumblr, or are obsessed—and emphatically vocalize said obsession, like “I’m OB-seeeesssed..”—with Twilight, or wear more glitter on their person than Ke$ha’s dirty bedsheets. And it’s somehow fashionable for grown ladies to traipse around town in onesie rompers like bizarre brobdingnagian toddlers. (WHAT IS THAT? STOP IT.) I also recall a popular women’s blog up until this year ran a regular shopping feature called “How to Spend Your Weekly Allowance.” Uh, ladies: If it doesn’t come from your parents in exchange for making your bed, it is called a salary. Oy.