I am one of those mothers who does not try to shield my kids from life’s realities. I am an open book when it comes to sex. In other words, I don’t refer to genitals as wee-wees and wu wus, and my kids understand that life ultimately ends with death. Of course this is completely antithetical to my upbringing in which we never discussed sex, and my mother attempted to pretend that our lives were these never ending joy rides. In other words, we were not permitted to hear or know of things like cemeteries.
Of course living in a world with the media’s ever present hold on our lives — and my own repugnance and adoration with reality stars, I am at a loss when it comes to keeping my kids from seeing and hearing about the exploits of such divas as the Kardashian clan.
I am both captivated and appalled at their behavior — and of course my 11-year-old daughter is mystified at how their makeup always looks so perfect as does their long raven haired locks.
I’ve explained to her that so much of what she sees is a smoke screen — there are countless production assistants, makeup artists, lighting crews and cameras behind the scenes working their magic on these women — and their lives are anything but perfect. Living out loud, preserving every moment for the camera is not only exhausting but incredibly invasive
At the tender and confusing age of 11, my daughter who is not quite yet a teenager, but far more mature than a child gets that this reality is not reality — and I think she gleans both the positive and negative watching the Kardashians’ lives unfold before the camera.
She sees that these women are savvy when it comes to business, they run successful clothing stores and have even marketed their own lines to big name corporations. I tell her those attributes are ones she should model. And while I try to explain to her that using your sex appeal will ultimately net you nothing in the long term — I’m not so sure she’s convinced. And to be honest, based on the success of the Kardashians’ empire — neither am I.