tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18862674.post3306010064562469333..comments2024-01-12T00:24:35.544+01:00Comments on St Bloggie de Riviere: Girls just wanna have fun...Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13195684182481935384noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18862674.post-68918480371014954192007-02-22T19:41:00.000+01:002007-02-22T19:41:00.000+01:00My daughter was a vamp before 8....but definitely ...My daughter was a vamp before 8....but definitely got her act together par la suite!<BR/><BR/>I agrée Sarah that the Lolita Brigade is absolutely terrifying - and the the States even lead to some fairly hairy crimes connected with "Little Miss " competitions. Gruesome.<BR/><BR/>I think you were pointing out that I had not got the gist of your comment - and I think you are right - I thought the outright sexiness of all female offspring from 8 onwards is frightening for folks like me. Dress, mannerisms, etc. <BR/><BR/> Sorry. I'll try to read more carefully next time!! For the time being I'm desperately trying to look elsewhere when all the girls I see in the street from 8 or younger seem to have even more than their tummy button showing. If they yawn, we'll have a riot!<BR/><BR/>ngAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18862674.post-90795248522911124842007-02-22T09:10:00.000+01:002007-02-22T09:10:00.000+01:00My main gripe on this post was with little girls e...My main gripe on this post was with little girls emulating the hooker look.<BR/><BR/>Ado girls have entered puberty and with their hormones racing sex is something which interests them and this is normal. It is not healthy in a little girl of 8.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13195684182481935384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18862674.post-18607018970254955492007-02-22T09:04:00.000+01:002007-02-22T09:04:00.000+01:00My daughter was born in 67....and I must say that ...My daughter was born in 67....and I must say that bringing her up was Hells Bells. She was stunning as of birth, and used and abused of this power. I can't say that her clothers were ever "unsuitable", but as soon as she could choose, were definitely based on flooring anything of male gender and killing them stone dead!<BR/><BR/>None of my old fashioned approach about being more "soft" in one's approach to looking lovely had any effect. She just looked at me like a toad, and made constant fun of my "green wellie boots/barbour" look, which is just me. I was a sporty country thing.<BR/><BR/>I did not mind her looking breathtaking, she always did - but this "come on and grab me" approach somewhat threw me.<BR/><BR/>In actual fact, I don't think she really wanted to do anything else but overule and floor them.....as Sacha Guitry said, what she really liked was "la montée de l'escalier".<BR/><BR/>However, and even now when she's 40 I go pale about her approach to dress - versus-male-gender! Also, she has two young sons....who think that a top notch woman is one as downright sexy and breathtaking as their Mother! They think all the one's who look like normal Mummies are dull and boring, largely coached by their Mummy.<BR/><BR/>However, she really threw her three husbands into a transe, and has always obtained everything she wished......interesting.<BR/><BR/>I do agree that boys are different. My youngest son was a pain from 15 to 18 but just a straight forward pain, typical ado, noisy, dirty, rude with a two day beard and funny clothes and obviously under the impression that I made bank notes in the cellar so he could spend like a mad man! He's now a sauve business man!<BR/>ngAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18862674.post-57899032580994416912007-02-21T10:03:00.000+01:002007-02-21T10:03:00.000+01:00I'm not even sure I looked particularly female unt...I'm not even sure I looked particularly female until I hit my mid-twenties. I remember being totally unsure of myself! It was my ex-h who saved the day actually, bless him.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13195684182481935384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18862674.post-33775839341790244752007-02-21T06:24:00.000+01:002007-02-21T06:24:00.000+01:00I was trying to remember what hot-pants looked lik...I was trying to remember what hot-pants looked like! Weren't they just very tight shorts worn with tights and probably a silly pair of shoes or boots? I know I never wore them! But then perhaps I was too 'old' when they were fashionable!<BR/><BR/>I was away at boarding school so my wardrobe as a child/teenager was extremely limited. We lived on a farm, so spent our holidays in jeans and wellies and if we went out, my parents used to make me wear my 'after school' school uniform - beige skirt (far too long as mini skirts were banned at school), beige sweater and white shirt - fortunately I didn't have to wear the house tie!!<BR/><BR/>The beige skirt and sweater have long gone - I admit that the jeans and wellies are still around!Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08277397635514758674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18862674.post-87160217387777447162007-02-20T21:43:00.000+01:002007-02-20T21:43:00.000+01:00Well, I was 8 in 1970... so hotpants were definita...Well, I was 8 in 1970... so hotpants were definitaly out!Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13195684182481935384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18862674.post-90342207004013520782007-02-20T21:23:00.000+01:002007-02-20T21:23:00.000+01:00Yes but Sarah - hot-pants were standard wear when ...Yes but Sarah - hot-pants <I>were</I> standard wear when I was 15...you must be <I>much</I> younger than me.<BR/><BR/>My mum made me the shocking pink miniskirt and my aunt made me the hot-pants. In those days, my knees could bear the scrutiny...Gigihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07442510440531817842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18862674.post-83708983241969688042007-02-20T20:55:00.000+01:002007-02-20T20:55:00.000+01:00Gigi: er no, I never wore hotpants. I was trying t...Gigi: er no, I never wore hotpants. I was trying to remember what I DID wear, and couldn't come up with anything very alluring. I had neither the money or the mother to go for anything other than standard wear!Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13195684182481935384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18862674.post-21133420387400262172007-02-20T20:04:00.000+01:002007-02-20T20:04:00.000+01:00I had a Cindy doll - or was it Sindy? - and a doll...I had a Cindy doll - or was it Sindy? - and a doll called Bella who now is eyeless, bald and covered in Biro. She's packed away in the garage because I can't bear to abandon her...not after all we've been through.<BR/><BR/>It is truly awful to see tots looking like tarts. I think the process started in the 60s and 70s...I had a shocking pink miniskirt, I remember, when I was 15, which I wore with knee high plastic boots. And hot-pants! Did you ever wear hot-pants? <BR/><BR/>But there's a difference of course between 15 and 5...I once worked in a <I>maternelle</I> and there was a child coming to school in a 'fur' jacket, leopard-skin miniskirt and black tights. We were all quite shocked.<BR/><BR/>How long before they're selling fishnet Babygros I wonder?Gigihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07442510440531817842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18862674.post-43188615705183017792007-02-20T16:27:00.000+01:002007-02-20T16:27:00.000+01:00I have a girl and a boy and, yes, bringing them up...I have a girl and a boy and, yes, bringing them up was like walking a tightrope. A friend with two girls aims at sullen obedience...<BR/>But although boys are usually more straightforward they can and do bring their own problems it just happens later than girls and the issues aren't always about clothes...angelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10966015443364053559noreply@blogger.com