No nothing more terrifying to read in the face of a child dressed as: "I do not like the costume I'm wearing, I'm dying of shame, a thing of my parents." Because it has been far from the scene of children trying on adult clothes out of the trunk in the attic, hidden. The earliest image of the infant, giving free rein to their creativity.
Now is the parents who are in charge of dressing their children. The child as a toy manipulated by the parents. The child as a representative of the family genius. "What more beautiful costume takes your little girl!" Says one mother to another at a party. "Yes, I've sewn, Is not it beautiful?".
All this comes because I just remember a pseudonoticia that appeared on the news of A3 when the wedding of the prince (that eternal teenager of expression soda). It turns out that the association of parents of a college he had thought the idea of \u200b\u200bputting a mock wedding with their own children. Recreation the scene: a classroom of kindergarten children aged five costume jacket with a small wedding dress and a poor prince dressed buck. And all crying, confused, looking to understand nothing while applauding hysterical mothers attend something slightly similar what would be the actual wedding. And when it comes to kissing, a woman manipulating the heads of children so that they do want morras after.
anyone else see it? Because it seems breathtaking.
I have seen classmates dressed as Michael Jackson (what irony), Mozart, phone ... I dressed myself (/ aron) of beggar. Go disrespect! "Hi, I'm a beggar, give me something to eat, sleep on the fucking street." "Ha, ha, how funny the baby."
I also dressed chicken, Muslim with a sword, a boxer ... Leave your comments and tell me that you have / have dressed in your childhood. At this point I find very interesting. Maybe gone tomorrow.
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