I was told this story once by my mother that I believe is germane to the subject.
A celebrated reknown bull fighter was having a party at his home. All his guest where there celebrating his recent triumphs in the Bull ring. The guest noticed that the host was missing and went into the kitchen to find the bull fighter with a apron on tending some pastry in the oven. The guest cried out to the living room "Come everyone,, come see Ramone!! Come see Ramone is cooking like a woman." All the guest piled into the kitchen to see the magnificent macho bull fighter with a apron and oven mitts standing over muffins. And in a confident and clear voice Ramone said. " I am cooking like a man, because I am a man and what I do, I do as a man." My mother told me this story because I was teased by some mean kids when they saw me sewing . It stuck with me.