"Only men who are not interested in women are interested in women's clothes. Men who like women never notice what they wear"
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France lands the jab with the casual confidence of a man who knows exactly how a drawing-room aphorism travels: fast, laughing, and half-believed. The line works because it pretends to be a compliment to heterosexual desire while smuggling in a hierarchy of attention. To "never notice what they wear" is framed as proof of authentic interest in women-as-women, as if real attraction is pure, uncurious, and above surfaces. That moralizing move lets France mock the fussy male critic of fashion by recasting him as suspect: the man scrutinizing hems and hats must be avoiding the woman underneath.
The subtext is less progressive than it first sounds. Women are positioned as the object of desire whose inner self should eclipse the costume, yet the punchline relies on policing male behavior, not granting women agency. Fashion becomes a coded language where the wrong reader is the one who reads too well. It also quietly naturalizes the idea that women's clothing exists primarily for men's erotic appraisal, even as it claims "real" men don't appraise it.
Placed in late-19th/early-20th-century French literary culture, the quip fits a salon tradition of epigrams that play with sexuality as social sorting: who belongs, who deviates, who can be laughed at safely. France, skeptical and anti-bourgeois, uses wit as a scalpel. The irony is that the line itself is intensely interested in women's clothes, not as garments, but as a cultural battleground where masculinity, desire, and respectability get negotiated.
The subtext is less progressive than it first sounds. Women are positioned as the object of desire whose inner self should eclipse the costume, yet the punchline relies on policing male behavior, not granting women agency. Fashion becomes a coded language where the wrong reader is the one who reads too well. It also quietly naturalizes the idea that women's clothing exists primarily for men's erotic appraisal, even as it claims "real" men don't appraise it.
Placed in late-19th/early-20th-century French literary culture, the quip fits a salon tradition of epigrams that play with sexuality as social sorting: who belongs, who deviates, who can be laughed at safely. France, skeptical and anti-bourgeois, uses wit as a scalpel. The irony is that the line itself is intensely interested in women's clothes, not as garments, but as a cultural battleground where masculinity, desire, and respectability get negotiated.
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| Topic | Romantic |
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