With the birth of the new feminist narrative sweeping popular culture, it is bound to enter its awkward teenage phase. And just like a teenage mean girl, the new feminism is growing unwieldy before gracefully settling into something we can agree on. But before it makes it there, I hope it doesn't tear us all down in the process.

A few weeks ago at the TechCrunch Disrupt Hackathon in New York, I observed hundreds of men descend upon the Manhattan Center determined to build an app that?would catch the eye of various parties awarding prizes. Among them were a handful of women who were certainly holding their own in the testosterone-heavy environment.

One of those women headed a team that?built an app to help women organize trips to the nail salon. It was called Indulge and as co-founder Velina Ivanova was pitching on stage, I couldn't help but get excited about the concept. At the suggestion of the editors backstage with me, I wrote about the project. "If you like it, write about it, Leslie!" they encouraged. So I did.

First rule of blogging is to never read the comments. The rancor that?my blog post and the unwitting Indulge inspired was?disheartening, and not in the way you'd think. What was most upsetting about them was that women were attacking Velina simply for the idea of Indulge.

Love the responses to the initial comment.