A few afternoons ago I was about to check my email when I saw this page. The first thing I noticed was the mention of male pixies, which always interest me. Then, I saw it.
As someone who regularly wears mismatched sweatshirts, skinny jeans, sweatpants, and sandals, I really don’t know much about fashion. But this, this was definitely wrong. When I laid my eyes on it, I couldn’t explain why – I couldn’t even really formulate a logical thought – but I knew it deep down. Deep down, in my intolerant, unaccepting, horribly superior mind, I knew that this was absolutely sickening.
One commenter made the valid point “he’s gotta have a vagina.” This statement exemplifies what I find so sickening about this picture. Obviously, the person in that picture is a man. And yet he’s wearing a dress, a garment equipped by women. What? I am so confused. It’s like if a woman were to wear pants or something.
But, I should be serious. I think it’s alright for girls to be tomboys if she has a mother to look up to and for boys to occasionally touch a Barbie doll when monitored by a parent who understands gender stereotypes. In no way does allowing a little experimentation harm anyone. However, this picture poses a threat to us all. Who knows what could happen if we allow that type of thing to run rampant in our streets? If we allow men to dress like women, soon enough they’ll be staying at home with the kids while mothers go out and have successful careers!
I was raised by a mom and a dad. A woman and a man. An XX and an XY. This seemingly innocent “fashion statement” could destroy the foundation of my all-American family, as well as that thing in my eye sockets that lets me see stuff. It’s time to take a stand against men in miniskirts, once and for all.