How did we go from This icon, to that icon?
Not so long ago in this very universe young women looked up to female icons like Audrey Hepburn, Grace Kelly and Ginger Rogers. They were all articulate, beautiful women that knew how to keep their personal lives personal, their public lives clean and showed up to work on time and ready for the day. (At least according to accounts in biographies about these women.)
Now young women of today have Britney Spears and Megan Fox whose personal lives fill the cover of tabloids daily and they frequently discuss them to reporters and talk show hosts. Not to mention the horror stories of them showing up on set late, hungover and wearing a sweat suit with a dog tucked in the pocket.
So ask yourself this, how do you feel raising a daughter with this type of icon abounding? It trickles all the way down to the types of dolls girls play with now. Yes in the 60’s girls had Barbie who was grossly misproportioned but at least she was motivated; she was a nurse, a business woman, a veterinarian, a school teacher. Now today’s little girls are playing with dolls called “Bratz” who don’t have any motivation, there’s rock star brat and shopping brat and that’s about the extent of it. Today’s little girls want to be famous, not for doing something life altering or positive for the world they live in but famous just so they can have their lives taped and put on MTV, or show off their grossly large house on a TV special. They text, twitter and facebook the most personal details of their lives.
What happened to decorum? To finding pride in yourself and your aspirations, to having only a close circle of friends who where privy to the intimate details of your life? Imagine if we went back to that. I think it would be grand, learning about a person slowly, not being able to Google them and immediately discovering their favorite band, place to eat, birthday and dates of last employment.
Lady’s I ask you today to take pride in yourself, don’t worry if you might “loose the guy” or position in social standing because you won’t do that last shot or text your address book what you think of the new girl. What if you talked about what’s going on in Haiti or what you think of the election in Massachusetts last week. For that matter do your “close friends” even know that there was an election to replace senator Kennedy?
I could go off on a tangent about this for a week so I’ll leave it alone. Just keep this in mind the next time you are about to disclose something while in line at the local Starbucks. Would you like your Grandparents, or even friends of the family to hear this story?