I found myself really bothered by seeing a young woman at the gym wearing a tee shirt reading "show your tits." I mean, really?
It just kept bugging me, so I decided that I needed to start looking for things to replace that image from my mind. First thing was a little girl sitting on a bench outside the library, swinging her feet in sparkly pink shoes and reciting her own version of the alphabet, heavy on the x's.
Ahhhh, that did it!
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And here's a mental picture for you. My toddler picked her own clothes this morning - pink leggings, pink tutu and striped shirt, paired with sparkly pink shoes and a flowered jacket. I'd send you a picture her in it all, but as soon as we got home from school drop off, she stripped down to just a diaper. Nevermind that it's 20 degrees out.
I abhor and fear the way young women let themselves be defined by their sexy bits. I fear we've got a generation of young women who will have to learn the hard way.
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