Gay dude sayin’ this like it’s possible or something.
Where do you live?
Fashion here isn’t particularly revealing; I stopped seeing bare midriffs in 2006.
The women of the DC area sure don’t dress like that in winter; a lot of them wear sweaters when it’s in the 70s.
After visiting any other city (but particularly Prague or Chicago), I’m always struck by how dried-up and dowdy most of the women riding the DC Metro look. 
Probably the wisest move of all possible options.
Stranger
Meh. Come visit sunny Florida- bare midriffs everywhere (well, they’ll return in January).
Maybe it’d be easier if you made a list of everything that turns you on and posted it at the nearby grade schools and businesses. You know ‘Your skirt cannot be shorter than X length. I am not an ass man, so tight pants are okay, but if nature gave you breasts, even at 13 years old, anything less than a baggy sweatshirt is asking for an ogling if not a lewd comment. Sorry ladies, but rules is rules.’
I pity you. Now if you will excuse me, I must go and gawk at the girls in short shorts with ugg boots walking around on the street.
I’m capable of restraining myself. It seems that most of you aren’t.
Okay, maybe you didn’t get the memo. I do the threads exposing myself as comically immature.
Actually, could you do all us women a favor and stare a little more? Add some yelling, whistling, fondling? I know it’s a bother, but really, the only time I ever see a straight guy clue into what it feels like to be preyed upon or have their space violated is when I take them to a gay club.
Occasionally I’ll do it on purpose for just that reason. 
I’m a guy: if they wore burquas and all I could see was their eyes, I’d still be going “Whoa, check out the pupils on that”.
Exactly
This reminds me of a former employer’s younger daughter. I cooked in a small diner, and the boss’s daughter would work on weekends washing the dishes. Daughter was a very pretty girl with long blond hair, blue eyes, and pouty lips. She was built like a brick shithouse, and was also an athlete and very physically fit. On top of all that, she was extremely skilled at applying her makeup and selecting her clothes. If you saw her you might guess her to be 18-20 years old.
One day I overheard her having a conversation with a young man who was sitting at the end of the lunch counter closest to the kitchen. The last part of the conversation went something like this:
Customer: So, any chance I could get your phone number?
Daughter: Uh, how old are you?
Customer: Twenty-three.
Daughter: Oh. I’m thirteen …
Let me tell you, you’ve never seen somebody in such a hurry to pay his tab and get the hell out 
(But to be fair to the guy, aside from her looking older that she was, you also don’t expect a restaurant employee to be only 13.)
Seriously, though, I have to confess that the first time I saw her the thought going through my mind was along the lines of, “Dayum! I wanna get me some of that!” But on that occasion she had just stopped into the diner with her 19-year-old sister (whom I’ll call “Older Daughter”), whom I had previously met, and since they looked nothing alike I just assumed she was one of Older Daughter’s friends and about the same age. It wasn’t until the boss introduced me to her that I learned her actual age (well, boss didn’t actually say, “this is my 13-year-old daughter” — I had already met the older daughter and at that time Boss mentioned she also had a 13-year-old, so when she said, “This is my other daughter” I realized I was looking at a 13-year-old).
Fortunately, by the time she hit 15 she seemed to get a clue as to the image she was projecting, and she really toned down the makeup and sexy clothes. I don’t know if her mom finally explained things to her, or if she simply got hit on by one too many 20-something guys, but whatever the reason she started wearing looser-fitting clothes and doing her makeup in a more subdued manner.
Pun intended.
I’m just a tad younger than you (I was 12, 20 years ago), and I have to disagree.
When I was in high school - one with a uniform, to boot! - many of the girls dressed to get as much skin as they could without getting arrested - kilt hemlines inching up being the best example, since that’s what they could get away with. Seriously, they had to be very careful about how they sat, or people would get a much more interesting show than intended.
I’m actually seeing less of that, lately, but that could be better dress code enforcement, or simply not seeing the girls who dress that way (or seeing the kilt automatically turns off my instinct to look closely enough to really tell), but they certainly WERE dressing skimpily when I was in high school.
Is this sort of explanation really considered optional by parents? Sounds like more or less essential knowledge for a 13-year-old female.
I hope I never have a daughter.
I’m a 7th grade teacher, so all the girls in my classes are 12 or 13 years old. I really can’t believe how their parents dress some of the girls.
Let’s see…this year I’ve seen the following:
A girl who regularly wears low cut tops that show off her blossoming body. I mean, this girl looks trashy and she’s 12.
A girl who regularly wears skirts that are far too short, to the point where the female teachers have had her go to the office until Mom brings in pants for her. It would be funny if it wasn’t rather sad and in a way, disgusting.
A girl whose Mom appears to insist that she wears skimpy cheerleader-esque outfits. Note: this girl isn’t a cheerleader. Mom, in my best guess, just wants her 12 or 13 year old girl to look like a slutty cheerleader. The girl is actually not that big a tease to the boys in our classes. She looks so out of place.
Let’s not even mention how many “naughty” costumes the girls at my school wore on Halloween(Slutoween). I saw everything from “naughty” Bo-peep to that classic devil costume.
It’s sad, really. What Mom or Dad would ever allow their 12 year old girl to dress sluttly, let alone encourage it?
I’m glad that I never had one.
Me too. I have two boys. I used to want a girl…
A friend of mine has two girls and a boy. Here’s how he put it- “With my son, I only have to worry about one penis. With my girls, I have to worry about ALL of them!”
:eek: