The worst of this kind of bondage and discipline was in denominations other than mine. The bible institute I attended had a dress code but it was not really different from the surrounding culture so long as the girls didn't go in for miniskirts or showing cleavage. In other words nothing that smacked of youth counterculture protest (this was the mid 1970s). The prohibitions for us were more cultural -- no rock music (this was before Christian rock was really a thing), participation in Halloween not exactly prohibited but strongly frowned upon, a homemaker mom held up as the ideal although even then exceptions were being made out of economic necessity. This was also the era of The Total Woman and Dare to Discipline so submission to authority generally and for women your husband specifically was pushed as literally the only path to a happy marriage. Children were to be cheerfully obedient to parents and any sort of disobedience was met with harsh discipline designed literally and overtly to "break the child's spirit" which was assumed by default to be a rebellious spirit.

Indeed, if there was a single big sea change in my thinking when I left Christianity it was that I became far less cynical about my fellow man. I went from seeing them as always looking for a way to "sin", to subvert, to rebel, and basically incapable of real goodness apart from the majick of god's influence, to being people who for the most part meant well and given half a chance would try their best to do well.

That humans are vile and corrupt beyond self-knowledge was really the basic attitute toward all groups, including women. Women were seen as looking to hector, hen peck and diminish and demean their husbands (ironically I think this is because it was the only power women had in relationships). They were seen as desiring forbidden levels of agency, wanting too much of a voice, and being critical and demeaning of their husbands unless heapin' helpin's of social pressure were constantly exerted upon them. They were admonished to be supportive and encouraging 100% of the time. Because men, apparently basically are incapable of leadership which, if followed, would not at least in some ultimate sense lead to some sort of reward for the woman.

Meanwhile men were seen as diamonds in the rough who would magically blossom if a woman, in faith, just let them follow their god-given instincts.

The dichotomy was rooted largey, I think, in the story of the Fall. It was the woman who was deceived, not Adam. It was she who took the leadership in eating the forbidden fruit. Women were constantly reminded of that.

The final 'nail in the coffin' for my religious years was exactly this issue.
I clearly remember my disgust at hearing a minister preach about "how women must be silent in the church". I'd recently moved to Missouri with my husband and our kids and was trying to fit in by agreeing to attend the services of a neighbor's church.
My husband, as usual, was drunk on a Sunday. So I packed up the kids and set off. Mind you, I was already disillusioned and skeptical about exposing my children to the god notion.
This was Church of Christ country. If anyone is familiar with that denomination, you'll know they're pretty fundamental. Dresses, long hair, obey your man, have babies, shut up.
Anyway, yeah. I'd been head of my household for years. My man was likely laying unconscious in his own piss at that moment. And you want me to obey and be quiet. Well f#@k you!
I stood up in the middle of that sermon and gathered up my kids and walked out. I was done.

Raised Catholic. Seemingly little things as a child: we had to wear hats, gloves and dresses to church. The big one is birth control is not allowed. As soon as I was confirmed in 8th grade I was done. Never bought a drop of it.

It's been a while but I was pentecostal for years. Hair was seen as a woman's "glory" so cutting it was frowned upon. You went to church when the doors were open and dressed up, women in dresses/suits, hose, and dress shoes and men in suits/ties and dress shoes. Mixed swimming was not allowed, going to movies was discouraged. That's about all I can remember from those days. Oh, and make sure you pay your tithe religiously otherwise you'd get these little nasty/nice notices.

Not allowing women to wear pants? Gotta like that!

Omniscient gods..... makers of suns and galaxies, instigator of super novas, builders of mountains and oceans.....angry at females wearing long leggings! All hail our anti-pants gods!

Similar rules.

I just showed up in short-shorts and a halter-top one day and we negotiated from that point.

I had to wear skirts all the time, knee length or longer, except in gymnastics, ballet, and track. Hats for church (which I hated). Short sleeves were only allowed in summer, no tanks, pants, or shorts.

Talking to or touching men was strictly forbidden except relatives. I could only speak with men if their wives were present.

Long hair until I chopped it off at 16. Got into a heck of a lot of trouble for that. No swearing.

Visiting a neighbor's house, I was raped by her cousin from the church. I was 9. He confessed to the priest, which forced me to apologize from the pulpit for being a Jezebel. I didn't confess, because I didn't even have words for what had happened to me at the time.