Frivolous Friday ranty-post (because I feel like posting something, but don’t really have anything noteworthy to discuss… until tomorrow… after tomorrow night I will have something noteworthy to discuss… and that something is All Kyliàn).
My rant is this…
Children need to wear pants!
Or skirts. Or dresses. I don’t care…
But they need to cover their little tiny behinds!
Why am I saying this?
Because I have seen a rash of children exiting our dance studio wearing their leotard, tights, a parka, and shoes.
And that be it.
Occasionally they have been asked, “Where are your pants?”
The shocking replies have been:
“I didn’t have time to put them on.”
“I didn’t wear them today.”
Or the classic, “Idunno.”
If I ever had the audacity to set foot outside my dance studio without pants my mother would have tanned my hide. And not just because my first dance studio was next door to a tattoo parlor (though I’m sure that played a role). In fact, I remember her distinctly telling me that I must never leave the studio in just my dance clothes… I had to put street clothes over top. I think it was a studio rule, too.
But the worst part is, this isn’t just kids being kids… I have seen plenty of parents bringing their children to class and taking them from class in this get-up. Small children who do not yet make their own fashion decisions.
Pardon the colloquialism, but WTF?!?!?
Since when is this acceptable?
I don’t consider myself to be excessively prudish, but there are some things I feel just fall into the realm of common decency. You can wear an itsy-bitsy-teeny-weenie-yellow-polka-dot-bikini at the beach… but when you leave the beach, throw something on over it. Similarly, prance around the studio in a tights and leo all you want, but the minute you set foot outside you had better be wearing real clothes!
I’m not asking for anything complicated here. No fancy dress required. A pair of sweatpants will suffice. Takes, what, like 5 seconds to put on?
And hell, even if you don’t share my views on what constitutes decency…
Dudes, it is COLD out there in my part of the world. In fact, there’s a blizzard raging outside as I type. Even if it was considered decent you wouldn’t catch me out there in just a parka over my dance clothes. Because it’s cold. And I would be miserable. And whiny. And grouchy. So why would you let your kid outside in that sort of an outfit. Hm? HMMM????
I keep hoping our studio will make a rule about this and post it, but so far I’ve seen nothing. So instead I mutter passive-aggressively under my breath when I see these kids escaping onto the street in their fashionable little displays hoping maybe someone will catch my drift.
Okay, end the crotchety, fuddy-duddy, old-lady rant. I’ve been typing this in my robe and need to go find my pants…