Femininity (n.) as genuine is a nostalgic and parochial ideal that splinters feminism precisely in trying to unify it.
Femininity (n.) is not one thing to identify with but a whole array of places to identify from, as the many kinds of lesbian femme attest.
Femininity (n.) is not chosen but forcibly cited: a norm one must repeat to stay viable, bound up with discipline, regulation and punishment.
Femininity (n.) needs an Other — the natural woman needs someone else to make her feel like one — "I feel like a woman" is true only once Aretha's defining Other is assumed.
Femininity (n.) is the dissimulation of a fundamental masculinity — authentic womanliness is such a mimicry.
Femininity (n.) donned as a mask may be both the refusal of a woman's love for women and the hyperbolic incorporation of the woman refused — love preserved inside melancholy.
Femininity (n.) fully developed in Freud resembles melancholy: a loss that radically escapes representation, resting on a desire for the penis that conveniently can no longer be felt.