There have been whispers, stories, photographs and shared opinions steering me to confront an issue I wish had been sorted out long ago.
Teenage girls who run a school feminist group are heckled, sexually harassed and physically threatened.
A photo of a girl sleeping is tagged by howling "dogs" to rape her.
A friend's daughter is told by a relative that her beautiful vintage dress is inappropriate for her graduation.
Now I know for sure the battle for independent thought and activity will never stop.
We're supposed to be beauty queens.
But we are not worthy.
Dress to please others from a tender age.
Be the judge.
Get judged.
Or get used to the fight.
This girl's got 'tude in buckets.
So has this one.
The ten-year-old lassie jumped at the chance to express her indignity at competitive beauty.
She had free reign to choose her burnt-out, rejected, beauty queen style.
The girl has Plans.
And at this rate, more than likely, a bright future.
She's not nicknamed The Stylist for nothing.
Tonight, a failed beauty queen pushed her rosy-cheeked daughter out in front of the footlights.
The woman paid the price.
Kisses wenches!Desiree xoxo
