I agree with comment about power being in choices. 
I do wish that my fashion sense was as impeccable as some men's!
Man in my life not only dresses himself, but provides input about some bag choices. Has a brilliant eye for details.
He removes errant lint & dried leaves from my hair, if I fail to notice them. He also irons clothes, as I lack this skill & scorch fabrics/melt buttons.
However, I found a slow radiator leak on his vehicle. And calmly removed the venomous snake from our hallway.
I suppose fashion would reduce me, as a woman, if it hindered pursuing what keeps me happy & fulfilled.
If panic about damaging a trendy item/messing hair prevents me from reaching out to help, or exploring new opportunities, I have let fashion diminish my life.
If working to afford things which impress others, but burden/bore me, I have been untrue to myself & feel less.(Fim said this so well, above)
I like to dress as though a great adventure is waiting around next corner. And I might need to pilot the plane.
Or ride on saddle of every carousel animal, whirling under electric lights. Or carry a wounded bat to safety in my handbag.
I'm sure this personal style will not appear on a "Vogue" cover.
*But, it doesn't require stuffed wardrobes, either.
And, hopefully, proves that a woman is not the lipstick she wears or bag she carries--such things add great pleasures to moments, but they should not define us, imo.
Hope this answers helpfully.

I do wish that my fashion sense was as impeccable as some men's!
Man in my life not only dresses himself, but provides input about some bag choices. Has a brilliant eye for details.
He removes errant lint & dried leaves from my hair, if I fail to notice them. He also irons clothes, as I lack this skill & scorch fabrics/melt buttons.
However, I found a slow radiator leak on his vehicle. And calmly removed the venomous snake from our hallway.
I suppose fashion would reduce me, as a woman, if it hindered pursuing what keeps me happy & fulfilled.
If panic about damaging a trendy item/messing hair prevents me from reaching out to help, or exploring new opportunities, I have let fashion diminish my life.
If working to afford things which impress others, but burden/bore me, I have been untrue to myself & feel less.(Fim said this so well, above)
I like to dress as though a great adventure is waiting around next corner. And I might need to pilot the plane.
Or ride on saddle of every carousel animal, whirling under electric lights. Or carry a wounded bat to safety in my handbag.
I'm sure this personal style will not appear on a "Vogue" cover.

And, hopefully, proves that a woman is not the lipstick she wears or bag she carries--such things add great pleasures to moments, but they should not define us, imo.
Hope this answers helpfully.