My daughter is going to a semi formal Friday and as we both hate shopping we put it off until yesterday when we scooped a dress in under 1/2 an hour at an adorable dress shop- a freestanding independent, not in a mall and 40% off. She loves the dress, I love the dress. It more than covers her tush. All said, the experience was better than average.
As we were paying, the owner slipped this tag on the same dress in Large that remained in the store
The girls also post the dress they have bought on Facebook so there is no duplication. On the surface this makes sense on some level. So why does all of this seem just a bit too precious for me?
This is not the Golden Globes, they are not buying couture, they are teenagers in high school.
The more I consider this the more it seems to me to be a further opportunity to anesthetize childhood.
Is it traumatic to be seen in the same dress?
Is it a tragedy to see yourself coming and going?
Is it a form of bullying that cannot be recovered from?
Isn’t it just a normal part of life that we once again shudder to think our children might endure and never recover from?
The hushed tones about these dresses and the effort to make sure there is no duplication makes it all so life and death.
I find it bizarre and precious. You?