I’ve never found Dorothy particularly sexy, but to each his own.
I have no control over what you wear and what you let your kids wear. I may silently judge you and trash talk you on my blog, but if you’re the mom who lets her kid go out in totally inappropriate Halloween costumes, that is absolutely your business. But THIS mom draws the line. As the shorts keep getting shorter and the v-necks get V-er, I find myself steering my tween toward the section with mu-mus and burkas.
I, myself strutted about in a slutty genie costume for a fraternity Halloween party back in college, and in looking back at old scrapbooks, am mortified that I was so cavalier about it at the time. But now I am old. I know better. I still have the power. I can say “no” when I think my daughter is wearing something inappropriate. Children have no concept about the message that their wardrobe is sending. As a child, I just knew that I didn’t want to be the poodle-skirt Sandy from Grease, I wanted to be Slutty Sandy with the black satin bodysuit, red heels and a cigarette dangling from my lips.
Why do these options even exist for children? Naughty nurse, Sexy schoolgirl, Vampire vixen, Slutty sailor, Cheap cheerleader (yeah- I’ve got alliteration skills out my bloomers, y’all!), Busty Bakery manager (that’s a big hit this year, I hear. But then again, I think I may be trying too hard now).
More importantly… WHY ARE PARENTS BUYING THESE COSTUMES FOR THEIR KIDS?!
It is our job as mothers to empower or girls, to steer them in the right direction and to force them into head-to-toe, G-rated, fluffy Panda Bear costumes on Halloween! Until they’re 20!