Packaging November 29, 2011Posted by lizp4 in Uncategorized.
I think my kids think I’m so cool that I will tolerate just about anything. Since they are all grown and gone from home, and none are under 30, it probably seems more likely than I’d like them to think. The truth is, I’m a firm believer in ladylike modesty. Mona Charen had a wonderful article on it that puts it quite well, quite briefly.
Today’s young ladies are, as she said, raised in a “trash culture.” They are and do as they live and are taught. Who teaches them? Parents. Teachers. Peers. Publications. Television and movies. Why do we persist in teaching our daughters that trashiness, vulgarity, and sexual innuendo are cute and stylish?
When I was a teenager, we had standards that were 180 degrees from what is acceptable today. When I look at the big shows on television–the ones that draw the biggest audiences, like CSI and Without A Trace, what do I see? Young women dressed for business…in scoop-necked tanks that reveal considerable cleavage and camisoles that can’t conceal nipples, under business jackets. The camis and tanks are cut so low and made of such clingy fabrics that there is little left to the imagination of any man in their company.
Since when have nips and cleavage been part of the “power outfit?” I’m sorry, but I don’t think it’s necessary to flash one’s half-bared bosom or strut one’s panty-lines through one’s tight skirt or slacks in order to get a promotion. If she is working for a boss who not only allows but encourages this kind of display in the workplace, a woman should find employment elsewhere, because that kind of exposure says “I’m easy. Want a one-night stand?” I can just imagine the feelings of the husband of a woman who wears that kind of teasing, sexy clothing to a place of business.
Some things, such as cleavage and everything it might lead to, are better left to the imagination, and teenaged virgins have no business running around with their underpants showing above trashed-out bluejeans that barely clear their pubic area, or wearing tanktops that show navels, made of material that reveals everything from nipples to goosebumps.
It’s all in the packaging. What’s the label on your daughter’s teenaged body? Does it say, “Cheap and easy?” Perhaps it’s time for mothers to try to regain some sort of control over their daughters’ wardrobes. At least go shopping with them, and for Heaven’s sake, Mom, don’t be afraid to set an example.