This week has been...different. It started off with some ridiculous feminist group deciding that men and women should be treated more equally in the LDS church and launching an initiative for women to wear pants to church today. I was glad to see that my ward choose not to use sacrament meeting as the time or place to draw attention to themselves, but to worship God. Don't misunderstand me. I like pants. I wear them almost every day. I don't care what people wear...to a certain point. My very favorite investigators and friends on the mission wore pants every week. There is a man in my ward that wears jeans every week. Guess what they have going for them? They are there every week. I do think that the way we dress says a lot about what we think of ourselves, others, and the activities in which we are participating. There are some girls I know that wear really short skirts. There are some boys that wear real...