Remember that old Coppertone ad with the little girl holding the towel over herself, and the dog pulling it away so that her butt-crack was visible (and also her tan line)? How many times has the Family Circus shown such a thing? Now you can order a mug from the For Better or For Worse site that has the motto “Bottoms up!” and a drawing of April, when she was smaller, clutching a teddy bear with her huge bubble butt stuck in the air. All of these images are guaranteed to make people, older women especially, squeal and giggle and say, “That is soooooooo cute!”
What is so cute, or funny, about that? When I was a kid, I would go to any length to avoid exposing anything on myself that a swimsuit would cover. In fact, I didn’t even like being seen in a swimsuit*. What is it about child nudity? I think it’s horribly demeaning.
*Once, when I was six or so, my mom wanted me to streak a family gathering. I refused. She denied me something, dessert or TV privleges, but I still didn’t do it. My dignity is/was worth a lot more than a dish of ice cream.