It's often said a man is the ruler of his domain, lord of his castle. And for the single man, that's true. The toilet seat can always stay up, laundry day is based on the underarm sniff test, and eating ravioli directly from the can is simply the most practical way to keep the kitchen clean.
When a man marries, everything changes. His dominion is now shared sovereignty. His ability to respectfully give up portions of his realm is a crucial part of his proverbial knight-in-shining-armor character, a quality called selflessness.
Some of his old domains will now be shared with his wife. And some domains are so sacred to the female world that it's best for a husband to see himself as a visitor rather than as a sovereign.
The bathroom is such a place.
While it's true that men also use the bathroom, that's the extent of it. It's a place to quickly wash, shave, relieve the pressures of six cups of morning coffee, and then get out. There are times that pausing to read a magazine might be in order, but only out of necessity. It's not our domain; we don't want to spend a lot of time there.
A woman, on the other hand, sees the bathroom as a natural place to dwell. It's an inspection station, a refuge for contemplation, a hiding place to weep. Bathrooms in the homes of others are a curiosity to her, a place to learn about the habits of friends and acquaintances. Public restrooms can even be a social hall, a meeting place to reconnoiter and make plans for the evening.
The bathroom is her weigh station, her place to check out what ravages time has wrought, to do what she can to fight age and gravity. When she primps and fusses, she's probably doing it for her man. Yes, she looks just fine without all that fussing, but a loving wife has eyes only for her husband. When she shaves her legs, she thinks about how smooth they'll be against his. When she pulls on a dress and scrutinizes it in the mirror, she pictures how the color will reflect in his eyes. When she scowls at the extra three pounds the scale is obviously lying about, she wonders if he'll notice when he takes her in his arms.1