Now I know where future hookers shop.
Don’t get me wrong, there were a few, notice the word FEW, items of clothing that didn’t scream I WILL HAVE SEX BEFORE I AM 12, but for the most part it was gross.
For the record again, I am not a prude (other than live action porn star offers) but there is something beyond bad taste when a nine year old’s tank tops, shorts, and miniskirts are identical to Victoria’s Secret catalog lineup.
The whole idea of hypersexualization has infiltrated what I used to consider the most evil of all toys: Barbie. Now we have to deal with those big lipped, tiny waisted, and midriff baring BRATZ. I am just waiting for GI Joe to come out with their Pimp Daddy Doll, complete with feather boa coat and walking stick.
What’s wrong with us? The last time I looked, a nine year old didn’t and shouldn’t be bothered with how her butt looks in a skirt, or if she is ‘hot’. Six year old boys shouldn’t have the knowledge of breast implants OR bikini waxes. (DISCLAIMER: Casper doesn’t have this education, but he has a friend in Kindergarten that does!)
Now after every mall excursion, I have to explain why Drama Diva isn’t old enough to wear fishnets like in the VS front window and why Casper shouldn’t stare at the prepubscent mannequins dressed like call girls in the Limited Too window.
I guess for now on, I will have to mail order all of their clothing from an outdated JCPenney’s summer catalog. That way I can avoid condoms in our plastic bags, or diaphragms while you wait in the dressing room of Limited Too, or birth control pills in a Pez dispenser.