My girlfriend called me up needing to vent. She’d just gotten off of the phone with her daughter’s Kindergarten teacher who had informed her that her little girl was sitting in class looking like she belonged on RuPaul’s Drag Race, with a fully beat face. When the teacher asked her where she got the makeup the little girl said her mom gave it to her, which was a lie. My friend rarely allowed her to play in her makeup. This was something completely different.
I got off the phone thinking about how times have surely changed. I didn’t start stealing my mom’s makeup until I was a freshman in high school. I remember plastering it on thick like paint during my last hour of class. One time I thought I looked so good that I decided to surprise my boyfriend by meeting him at the bus stop downtown. As I anxiously waited for him to arrive, sun melting my face with each passing moment, I kept thinking of how happy he was going to be to see me. When his bus finally pulled up, we made eye contact through the window, and the next thing you know the bus was gone, and so was he. I had no idea what happened until he called me later that evening.
“Why’d you have on all that makeup?” he asked me, first thing. “You don’t need it.” I consider that day my makeup call.
But now this is happening in Kindergarten? What’s happening to kids today? Is childhood becoming extinct?
I have a Kindergarten daughter too and it seems like everyday we’re having a conversation about when she will be allowed to wear makeup and nail polish. I keep telling her that kids have perfect skin, perfect everything, so they don’t need it. But it’s hard for her to hear me when she sees me watching a video tutorial of Christina Milian’s five-year-old-daughter beating her own face like a professional. Once my daughter said a classmate wanted to gift her with a tube of lipstick and I said, tell her, ‘no thanks.’