Apparently, I have youthful tastes in clothing, and most of the dresses I buy tend to fall above the knees. Such as two I bought yesterday in Simons.

I couldn’t find anything I liked in the section for the more mature woman (read: older), so I checked out the clothes in the Twix section, which targets younger ladies. I was looking for something stylish and warm, because winter is almost upon us.

I wasn’t the only older woman shopping in that section yesterday, which tells me that many of us are not fully satisfied with the old maid stuff some people feel we should be wearing. F–k that!

I’m a liberated woman. I believe in nudity in the proper place and time, as all of my readers here know. I also believe people should have the right to wear what they want, within the parameters of workplace rules, of course. But whether a dress falls an inch or two below the knees or two inches above should be nobody’s business but the person wearing it.

I mention this because when I got back to work and showed the dresses to a colleague — a female — she felt one of them was too short to be worn as a dress (“It’s a top,” she exclaimed), and that the other one was pushing the limit (her limits), too.

They are not mini-skirts by any non-stretch of the imagination. Thing is, I do have long legs, so what falls to the knees for some women falls above the knees for me. I don’t mind. I will wear both dresses with black tights and boots, and I’ll be warm and comfy and stylish.

But the bigger issue — if one can call it an issue — is that older women should be free to wear short dresses if we want. Period. So, I’m adding that to my long list of causes . . .

Down with clothes oppression! We shall overcome! Yadda yadda yadda!

Smiles . . .

Happy Saturday, everyone!

— Jillian