Thursday, 7 February 2013

The curious case of the receding hemline



This is a blog inspired by the fact that I was wearing a top today that I inadvertently bought a couple of sizes too big. You may be reading this and thinking that that’s a pretty poor start. But wait. As I glanced at myself in the mirror, I realised that this top which barely went past my underwear, would just about be considered a legitimate dress for some girls.

Maybe now that I’m twenty years of age, I’ve become old and doddery, but I look at the way that teenage girls dress, and I find myself wondering what on earth possesses them. Putting aside for a moment, that these girls all look practically identical – foundation caked on, short skirts, and most likely a top which reveals most of their cleavage, I don’t see how this is an attractive look. As someone to whom I was talking last night remarked, “it’s an underwear extravaganza”.

I’m not from the school that says this look is problematic because it means this girls are “asking for it” by the way they dress and act, but I do think that it is concerning.

Why is it concerning you may ask?

Well, let me tell you.
1. Photos of these girls posing are plastered on their facebook pages (usually by them). As we all know, if it’s there, it’s there forever. Imagine having these photos of your fourteen year old self thrown back at you ten years later.
2. I often want to go up to these girls and say to them “honey, I don’t know how to tell you this, but you forgot to put on pants”. Forgetting to put on pants is obviously a concerning conundrum in which to find oneself.
3. Just who are these girls trying to impress? Why is the perception that appearing ‘available’ makes an individual cool? It is this last point that is the most worrying for me, as I can’t seem to be able to discern where young women who have barely hit puberty are receiving this message, but it is indicative of a broader societal issue.
I think this is the crux of the matter – that we are teaching young women that their physical appearance is the most important thing (I dread to imagine what these girls eat or rather, what they don’t). Moreover, our society is sending the message that wearing skirts so short that the world can become your gynaecologist, validates you.
I am nostalgic for the days when parents would say “you’re not leaving the house dressed like this” – what do the parents of these girls think, anyway – or when people who conducted themselves in the way that so often accompanies this style of dress, were considered, well, to be members on the fringe of society.
I haven’t even started on the behaviour typical of the individuals who dress like this. Underage drinking, clubbing and sex are all par for the course. And while I can hardly say that I went until my eighteenth birthday without a drop of alcohol touching my lips, I know that I can count the number of times I was seriously intoxicated before I was over age on my fingers (in honesty, I can still count the number of times I have been seriously intoxicated on my fingers). Anecdotal evidence that I hear would suggest that it is not considered abnormal for a girl of sixteen to frequently go clubbing, and get seriously drunk.
Am I the only one who is deeply concerned by this?

If this is the way that children are going, then when the day comes for me to be a parent (and oh god, what a terrifying prospect that is), I think I’m just going to lock them up for their adolescence. It’s much easier than worrying that they will think that this sort of behaviour and conduct is admirable or indeed, desirable to emulate.

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