The AmExed Sexing Up of the American Tween – Kathryn Jean Lopez – National Review Online
The AmExed Sexing Up of the American Tween – Kathryn Jean Lopez – National Review Online.
My husband sent me this article today. I won’t take credit for having the time or patience to find goody opinion articles such as this. It is awesome when they pop up in my inbox. Hubby probably sent it to me because we have two little girls, and that is scary for both of us. He has repeatedly stated that when our girls enter puberty, he will begin construction on a fine brick and mortar wall with a boggy moat and alligators, providing we can get a license for such a thing.
He hopes that the parenting of teenage daughters will be daunting at best. Not because he knows much about teenage girls, but because he does know a lot about teenage boys. I find having daughters scary because I have walked the fence between modesty and wanting to be attractive without looking marmy-ish. A few times I’ve fallen off that fence. My worst experience was of a CFO who had a particular interest in how far he could see down the front of my top when he leaned over my desk. He was more stupid than prurient. He was daft enough to report to me the results of his investigations, as though I would find his attentions flattering. Dummy. He shortly became an unemployed dummy. Don’t mess with me and my wardrobe, but don’t expect me to wear a turtleneck in August because the VP has a boob problem.
So if girls are showing too much skin at younger ages, here’s a simple idea: Mom and Dad, stop buying the skimpy clothes. Designers take notice. If it doesn’t sell, it doesn’t make the cut next season. You don’t need a moat, you don’t need a cave. You need reasonable control over the shopping. You need to provide affirmation of the many facets of your daughter’s awesomeness. We need to stop blaming Tide or Nordstrom or Miley Cyrus. The problem is the parenting. Get a grip. Be involved. Dont give them money to spend as they please, but take the kids shopping yourselves. Make a date out of it. Spoil them as you please, on your own watch. Dads, love ‘em like a father should. You know what is out there. Protect them by providing them with a man to love and respect. That’s what my parents did- I turned out pretty solid.
Irony: As I write this, both girls are washing the bathroom windows, buck naked. Awesome.