Something interesting happened after I gave birth to my daughter. Not just that I appreciated a good night’s sleep more than ever before, I lost my aversion to a dirty diaper but apparently, I became a total prude.
I never thought I’d be a such an old fuddy-duddy, one of those ladies who rolls her eyes and says, “oh, kids today” or is appalled by the state of dress and decorum of the younger set. But here I am, being completely put off by this, that and the other, especially when it comes to stuff being marketed to my sweet, little girl. As much as I try to raise my child in a sweet, innocent child like way ala the styles of Raggedy Ann, Winnie the Pooh, or Beatrix Potter, she is still bombarded with the ‘sexy.’
Yes, I know that it is us adults that brand the things “sexy,” and the kids don’t see it as such, but as a mom it’s hard not to look at some of the dolls out there and think they look more like a cheap hooker. It’s hard not to be a bit appalled.
This is not a new topic, the film Sexy Inc : Our Children Under the Influence explored the topic as well as Jean Kilbourne’s book So Sexy So Soon: The New Sexualized Childhood. I haven’t read the book or seen the movie, too busy playing with age-appropriate toys with my girl. But from a personal perspective, here are my persnickety picks of four things that have annoyed me lately and the selling of sexy to our girls. nggallery id=’123668′