I was at the mall with my unassuming and naive children today, when I noticed this shirt screaming at me from a store display window.
This particular store (same store, different city), accused me of stealing something when I was 15. A woman blatantly walked up to me and told me to lift my shirt because she thought I had hidden something in there. I told her it was just my fat roll. She said she didn’t believe me. This banter went on for about 2 minutes before I left the store crying and was followed by security. I swear to you, I had stolen nothing and I haven’t set foot in this store since. That was 16 years ago.
So when I saw this shirt today, my heart started to race like an Indy Car. This store markets to young girls, about high school age and the message on this shirt SHOCKS me. I was a bit of a flirt back in high school but I’m relatively sure I never wore anything with a racy message on it. I might have done a little booty dancing back in the day with the finest athletes in the Arctic Tundra I called home, but I didn’t strut around school or the mall with a shirt that blatantly called myself a whore.
Maybe I’m being too sensitive to the message on this shirt? Maybe it’s because I now have a daughter of my own. Or perhaps it’s because I have a tween son who is recently interested in girls. Whatever it is, this shirt DISGUSTS me. It also DISGUSTS me that a store that markets to high school girls is sending this type of message. And if I ever see a girl wearing this shirt, I’m going to show her a trick of my own.