No one really cared
I got my first washer in 1956 for Christmas,I have one now just like it,a Wolverine,I always luved washers no matter Christmas or birthday I always got a couple of them in the 50s and early 60s.In the fifties ON MONDays I used to visit alot of neighbors that was washday and they would pull up a chair for me to watch them do laundry and sometimes they would have cake left from Sunday lunch and share it with me.They were still kinda mechanical mysteries better left to men,so I dont think they ever really thought of them as really just for women,because when they brokedown,the guys would usually try their hand at repairing them I know my dad and the repairman must have been good buddies because our Hotpoint was always breaking down or maybe my mother!!!!!!