Little girls are increasingly aware of spa services and other "adult" beauty treatments, from Botox to breast implants. The question is, at what point does this interest in beauty become pernicious? Kids have always wanted nail polish and lipstick, and my dad even remembers asking his big sister to put lemon juice in his hair so he could be "blonder" like her when he was tiny, but recent reports of 7-year-olds receiving vouchers for breast augmentations and the "flippers," fake tans, and contact lenses on tiny children in Toddlers & Tiaras suggest there's been a marked shift in focus, specifically when it comes to little girls and attractiveness.
In the UK, things seem to be moving even more rapidly — a salon recently opened in Essex that offers facials, fake tans, and makeup specifically for girls ages 1 to 13. And while the idea of an infant wearing smoky eyes and red lipstick (maybe they could also add one of those baby wigs?) is kind of hilarious, it's also pretty disturbing for those who don't prefer newborns looking like a drunk Liza Minnelli. Where do you think we should draw the line? And is there a point at which making your daughter "pretty" is actually child abuse?

Recently, I saw this terrible article about a mom who is
What mother would encourage her kid to have split personalities? Stacy Berg. The pageant mom err, self-proclaimed assistant and slave to her 10-year-old explained (with a straight face) that the girl is Madison at church and school and Tootie when it's time to impress the judges. The seemingly down-to-earth Madison plays soccer and enjoys the outdoors. Then, she takes on a sassy and demanding attitude as Tootie prepping for the glitz and glam of taking to the stage. When the child compared her two personalities, she said Tootie would never play soccer, but Madison would win a race since Tootie would "wear high heels." While I was aghast over
It's one thing to spray tan and coif a disinterested child onto the stage, but it's another to pit twin sisters against each other. After most
Time to bust out the candy and popcorn... or is it?

