I've written you a rant about costumes like Sexy Taco, and---no kidding---Sexy Jellyfish, and how Playboy, of all media, is making me realize just how ridiculous this sexification of everything has become.
The post is on my new, and bestest, blog: NicoleLeighShaw.com.
Here's a teaser:
It’s easy to get pissed off about the sexy cop costume for little girls. You know the one? It’s full-on pedophile gear with a short and sassy skirt, fingerless gloves, and handcuffs. Nothing says “respectable female police officer” like an eight-year-old wearing something Christian Grey would buy for Anastasia. Even better? Party City’s site lists this as a “Toddler Girls Cop Costume.” Whoops, just threw up in my mouth.
But that costume has nothing on the more fetishistic sexy garb. As wrong, and sex crime–adjacent as the little girl dressed like a two-bit stripper is, what else would we expect from an industry that churns out the Sexy Taco? Oh, I see what you did there, “taco” is Mexican street food that you put in your mouth, just like a “taco” is also slang for female genitalia that you put in your mouth. Pass the sexy salsa!