Do We Need to Make It Look Good?: Form, Function, and Femininity for Women with Disabilities

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“This way,” said the cafe hostess, leading through the maze of tables filled nearly to capacity with a boisterous lunch crowd. Meredith crutched awkwardly through the narrow spaces, still learning to balance following the surgery that had amputated her right leg several inches above the knee. She watched with interest as her companion Judy walked smoothly and without hesitation. They settled at a table against the wall and perused the menu.