Consider, for a moment, those cherished feminine behaviors the heave-ho of which a femininity work-stoppage would necessitate: misogyny, sex**, marriage, reproduction, nuclear familyism, child-rearing and other unpaid labor, attractiveness, head-tilting and other submissive affectations, fashion, glowing skin, letting disaffected musician boyfriends mooch off you, hot girl-on-mop action, etc. And among the counterrevolution’s initial retributive actions would be contempt, spurnage, job loss, poverty, violence, and the potential forfeiture of whatever paltry privileges accrue to women who capitulate.
It’s a tough sell for Western women, despite the fact that, as you have already observed with your keen eye, the consequences of a femininity work-stoppage would be pretty similar to the consequences of the practice of femininity. The difference is that in the hypothetical scenario, women will have put the revolution ahead of the “do whatever we gotta do to survive” oppressor-appeasement clause, thereby acquiring some real fucking leverage at long fucking last.
It is impossible to know what women might do if they had some real fucking leverage. Abolishing Kiss tribute bands would be a good start. Capitalism, government, religion, porn, heteronormativity, and the Housework Industrial Complex** can’t survive without a sex class, so that shit would all go, too. One hopes that the revolution wouldn’t just replace the current patriarchal dystopia with a different one, maybe based on music snobbery or something. Man, I’d be a total outcast in that culture because I only listen to yacht rock. Steely Dan! Who’s with me?

— The comfortable feminist