But with the Bratz doll craze, there comes the Bratz movies and Saturday morning cartoon. There are evil twin girls who get plastic surgery and are silly heads, and an evil magazine editor that they all work for always out to get them. The girls are boy crazy, the boys are like boys--they're in a whole different movie. It's awful... and yet, so true to life for some situations. I put the kibosh on it and told her why. Basically, I said these are ridiculous characters who behave stupidly and that kind of stuff has nothing to do with the life of a seven year old. "Oh yes it does! you don't know Mom."
She wasn't too happy, but, there it is. She's got the dolls... and the Polly Pocket craze, and the Littlest Pet Shop. She's just a kid.
Today she came home and reported that some kids were chasing her, calling her names, in a good way, like "Paris Hilton." Her hair is like Paris': long and blonde. So, gotta be careful not to be too harsh on Paris Hilton, and to explain the relationship between attractive looks and associations to preconceived ideas...and, and, oh my Goddess! She'll be so confused... or no, wait, she'll explain it to me!