Check out this article in the New York Sun about how skimpy clothes with names that would make our grandparents blush are being marketed to a younger and younger crowd.
We headed for our favorite department store, ready to take that leap into the world of 7–16. Bye-bye, 4–6X, I thought to myself with a tug of sadness. My baby was growing up.
And apparently into a prostitute.
Read on for more hilarity as one mother ponders just what is going on with her daughter’s clothes.