Hence, “ And sure, we can go after the parents who buy these things for their daughters next. That sounds like a completely justifiable plan to me.”.
Don’t worry about wearing your ranty pants here, it is that sort of thread.
This trend is coming from mothers who are trying to relive their sadly disappointing teen years vicariously through their tween daughters, thinking that if they start them early enough trying to sell their looks rather than intellect, young Susie will have the happy, happy adolescence that Mom was denied because HER mother wouldn't spring for the botox and plastic surgery.
Sadly, I agree completely that these items are marketed to the mom more than the daughters. I think it is a combination of mom’s attempting to recapture some lost opportunity of childhood (and one has to ask *WHAT* lost opportunity they are envisioning when they are slapping a tramp stamp – or ‘ass hat’ as my husband calls them - on their daughters lower back), and the desire to be their child’s Kool Bestest Friend 4-Evah. *eye roll*
At the risk of starting to shout Hey You Kids Get Off Of My Lawn; my mom was not my best friend and she certainly wasn’t attempting to relive her childhood vicariously by youngster number five (me). In the end I think I got a pretty solid childhood, one where I enjoyed being a KID and respected my parents as people to be emulated instead of manipulated.
As a result, I am the kind of adult that my mom is happy to be friends with NOW. I think it’s a much better deal this way.
PS: “Gag Gift” is right when describing the stripper pole – in that thinking about someone buying this for a young girl makes me want to vomit…
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Date: 2011-07-06 03:40 pm (UTC)Don’t worry about wearing your ranty pants here, it is that sort of thread.
This trend is coming from mothers who are trying to relive their sadly disappointing teen years vicariously through their tween daughters, thinking that if they start them early enough trying to sell their looks rather than intellect, young Susie will have the happy, happy adolescence that Mom was denied because HER mother wouldn't spring for the botox and plastic surgery.
Sadly, I agree completely that these items are marketed to the mom more than the daughters. I think it is a combination of mom’s attempting to recapture some lost opportunity of childhood (and one has to ask *WHAT* lost opportunity they are envisioning when they are slapping a tramp stamp – or ‘ass hat’ as my husband calls them - on their daughters lower back), and the desire to be their child’s Kool Bestest Friend 4-Evah.
*eye roll*
At the risk of starting to shout Hey You Kids Get Off Of My Lawn; my mom was not my best friend and she certainly wasn’t attempting to relive her childhood vicariously by youngster number five (me). In the end I think I got a pretty solid childhood, one where I enjoyed being a KID and respected my parents as people to be emulated instead of manipulated.
As a result, I am the kind of adult that my mom is happy to be friends with NOW. I think it’s a much better deal this way.
PS: “Gag Gift” is right when describing the stripper pole – in that thinking about someone buying this for a young girl makes me want to vomit…