I've never been a big fan of "holier than thou" doctrinaire types, whether they call themselves Greens, vegans, or feminists.
Shakes summed up the subject very well:
The measure of feminism’s tolerance should not be how well one conforms to any particular aesthetic, but how willing one is to embrace a myriad of aesthetics. A woman who wants nothing more than to be a beautiful bride with 2.5 kids and a suburban estate worthy of Better Homes & Gardens, but also totally digs my personal groove, isn’t my problem. A woman who thinks there’s only one definition of womanhood and one correct way to express it, whether she calls herself a Concerned Woman for America or a feminist, is.
This isn't a new issue; in my long-ago college days we were dealing with the same thing -- not being a lesbian meant I was locked out of the campus women's magazine -- only back then people weren't able to excoriate each other all over the blogosphere about it.
