As I was perusing my usual gossip trash after dinner, I came across this clip from the TLC show "Toddlers & Tiaras". This poor toddler is getting her eyebrows ripped out, all in the name of "Lil' Beauty Queen", or whatever the hell they call them after their mommies spend hundreds of dollars on bedazzled outfits and rip their babysoft skin off with hot wax:
I've kept my big mouth shut on this topic, because, to each his own, and it's not my business. If you want to dress your kid up in a monkey costume and galavant him down the street for dollar bills, y'all, well... that ain't my problem. At the most, I'll give you the side eye, a shake of the head and maybe a booklet with a list of classes for the local Learning Annex so you can GET A LIFE and stop acting like a pimp.
Beauty pageants are a way of life in the South, but here's how I look at it...
If your daughter can't lace up her own strappy sandals, then maybe you should wait until she's 9 or 10 and can make the decision for herself. Better yet, make her hold out until she's a teenager. That's when the rest of us start wearing obscene amounts of make-up and dressing like hookers. Just let nature take it's course. Why rush it?
I don't get the premise of wasting 2 months rent on a dress for Miss Thang to wear in the talent portion of the pageant. How about socking those hard-earned overtime wages into a college fund, or savings account? I'll bet those pageant moms have spent more money on make-up for their toddlers than I've spent in a half of a lifetime. For what? A crown that's 3 times taller than their precious mini-Taylor Swift?
Toddlers don't belong in Madonna's cone bustier (see exhibit A), dressed as a showgirl (see Exhibit B) or even ATTEMPTING to give Malibu Barbie a run for her money (Oh no she dinnit! See exhibit C):
Exhibit A:
I've kept my big mouth shut on this topic, because, to each his own, and it's not my business. If you want to dress your kid up in a monkey costume and galavant him down the street for dollar bills, y'all, well... that ain't my problem. At the most, I'll give you the side eye, a shake of the head and maybe a booklet with a list of classes for the local Learning Annex so you can GET A LIFE and stop acting like a pimp.
Beauty pageants are a way of life in the South, but here's how I look at it...
If your daughter can't lace up her own strappy sandals, then maybe you should wait until she's 9 or 10 and can make the decision for herself. Better yet, make her hold out until she's a teenager. That's when the rest of us start wearing obscene amounts of make-up and dressing like hookers. Just let nature take it's course. Why rush it?
I don't get the premise of wasting 2 months rent on a dress for Miss Thang to wear in the talent portion of the pageant. How about socking those hard-earned overtime wages into a college fund, or savings account? I'll bet those pageant moms have spent more money on make-up for their toddlers than I've spent in a half of a lifetime. For what? A crown that's 3 times taller than their precious mini-Taylor Swift?
Toddlers don't belong in Madonna's cone bustier (see exhibit A), dressed as a showgirl (see Exhibit B) or even ATTEMPTING to give Malibu Barbie a run for her money (Oh no she dinnit! See exhibit C):
Exhibit A:
Exhibit B:
Exhibit C:
See Malibu Barbie wannabe? She looks OLDER than Kim Zolciak from The Real Housewives of Atlanta (See exhibit D):
YIKES.
Mama's, just let your babies grow up to be kids. Let's keep the fake tans, fake lashes, fake hair and fake boobies for the Jersey Shore. That trainwreck of a show is so wrong on so many levels, but at least they're out of high school...
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i think people who doo these don t have a mind....
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