Now, lest you think I am the type to buy all my bathing suits here, let me assure you that I am not. I suppose I'm just a middle of the road person on such matters.
But, holy hell! Is it just me or is this Halloween costume thing getting out of hand, or what? I know there's not a shortage of sites lamenting the skinification of Halloween costumes, but, it's become something I have to deal with.
Busy Girl still hadn't chosen a Halloween costume and said she'd like to go to a party place thing and get a Dorothy (Wizard of Oz) costume that her friend said she saw there.
We got there and saw Dorothy costumes, but, they were in children's sizes and Busy Girl didn't want that. So, we made our way to the adult sizes and realized there weren't any left.
Then is dawned on me that the aisle we were in were the slutty children's characters fantasy costumes. Apparently, Busy Girl had plans to be Skin Exposed Dorothy or something.
While (loudly) lamenting the fact that I wouldn't let her purchase anything from this aisle, she revealed that her friends had already purchased costumes from this selection. What's apparently happening is that people are buying their kids these slutty outfits because they don't fit properly and, therefore, are less inappropriate in terms of exposure.
To quote the great philospoher Whitney Houston: "Oh, hell to the no."
It's the connotation of these costumes that she simply was not understanding. After her attempting to purchase: French Maid, Pimp Girl, Sexy Devil, Bunny Girl, Sexy Fairy, Tube Top Baseball Girl, Pimpette (see a theme? I ended up having to define "pimp" today, too) and Naughty Witch we were both getting a little exasperated.
Me: "No, that's not OK, it is inappropriate."
Busy Girl: "But, MOMMMMMMM!"
Busy Girl: "But, MOMMMMM!"
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
Me: "I said, 'no', those are all inappropriate, they will NOT be happening for you today, or, ever as far as I'm concerned."
Busy Girl: "But, MOMMMMM, WHY????
Me: "Because they are all very slutty, OK?"
Busy Girl: "MOMMM! I know what that means and these costumes are fine!"
Busy Girl: "But, MOMMMMMMMM, why?!"
Me: "I have said this every way I know how. You will not be dressing like a whore bag for Halloween. Period."
Busy Girl: "Oh, well. OK. Then, I'm going to get the child-sized Dorothy costume and shorten the skirt and I'm going to wear a tank top instead of that silly blouse."
Me: 'What is wrong with you?"
(Note: I guarantee that she knows better and why I am upset. This isn't really like her.)
Busy Girl: "Well, I just want something cute, and, we think these things are 'cute'."
Me: "Let me assure you, there is nothing 'cute' about the costumes we have discussed and I think you know better."
Anyway, this went on forever, but, we did finally agree on the "Hula Honey" dress.
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