Showing posts with label girls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label girls. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Putting the Bling in Skylanders

Girls don't play Skylanders.  

Did you know that?  Skylanders is a BOYS game.  

Just for honesty's sake let me say right now that there's nothing on box that says that.  Activision has never come out with any statement saying that only boys are allowed to buy and play their game.  I can find nothing on any character I have bought...and oh...there have been a few....saying, "This is only for those with mismatched chromosome pairings."  If you actually take the time to look you can see that there are characters of both gender all throughout the game.  In fact one of the IT characters the gamers geeks are paying $100's to acquire on Ebay is Ninjini, a girl genie.  

By the way, you don't even have to ask.  No, my girls aren't getting a $200 toy.  If I can't have a $200 toy, they can't.  That's the rule.  They will wait like every other child of an evil troll mother for it to be released in a store for under $20.  Let it be written.  Let it be done.

So what's with all the girl haters?  It's the marketing industry that tells us it's a boys game.  All the merchandising that has been bought and placed on the shelves is geared for boys. There are Skylanders shirts, jammies, sheets, comforters,  cups, and pencil sets, towels and underwear....all boy oriented.  You want Skylanders things?  Go to the boy section of the store.  It makes sense of course. Only boys play video games right?  RIGHT?!

There is an obvious solution, I know.  To call an item a BOY or GIRL thing is society's problem.  There is nothing to stop me from buying the Sklyanders shirt or jammies and just saying, "Here ya go!"  After all, am I not the one who has been screaming for YEARS not gender stereotype kids?  Just by the shirt and hand it to Tessi.  A shirt is a shirt.  It doesn't define who she is. So what's my problem?  


Well...in a word...Tessi is my problem.  

While I don't give a rats tush if a girl wears so-called boys undies or jammies SHE DOES.  This is a girly-girl in the extreme.  She makes beauty queens look butch.  This is the kid that snorted and walked away from me in disgust when I asked if she wanted a dress or pants for her school uniform.  She point-blank refused to answer me.  But I needed no words to understand her meaning. Her snarling face and hair flip as she left room said it all.  PANTS?!!!  Don't be stupid.  

She loves her skirts and dresses.  Every winter we fight because I want her to wear pants or at least leggings underneath her dresses to keep her warm.  Nope.  It compromises the twirl factor and she isn't having it.  She is a pink and purple loving, glitter wearing, 6 pairs of shoes in every color type of girl.  There is no occasion in her mind that can't be improved by wearing a tiara.  

Anyone know that girl that flings herself down a slide, climbs a rope ladder, falls in dirt, runs full throttle and pretty much thinks Life is a perpetual "Kill the Weak One" game?  Well, I do.  That's Tessi.  Only she does it in a skirt and fabulous boots.

I'm supposed to present HER with a green or brown shirt with Skylanders on it and say here you go?

Right.  Whatever.  

Hell hath no fury like a Tessi presented with unisex clothing.

More importantly, I have to ask.  Why should I?  She likes bling.  Why can't they make gamers clothes with a little razzle dazzle?  I know it's possible to Bedazzle little girls apparel. I've seen it. I have personally waded  through the landmine field of little and tween girl clothing.  I regularly tell people that I have just been shopping at Whore's R Us.  Sequin-encrusted micro mini bikinis and genuine imitation leather pants for my 9 and 8 year girls are pretty hot and tasty and ALL the rage.  Yet I'M the crazy one because I'm looking for a dress with a video game picture on it?  

Tessi isn't asking for a lot.  As far as her regular requests go, this is pretty tame.  All she wants is to see Stealth Elf and Gil Grunt kicking tail on a polyester-cotton blend dress with a coordinating shrug jacket.  Why can't she have an adorable chiffon layered nightgown in ombre pastel shades with Tree Rex and Lightening Rod battling it out on the front?

I understand the arguments that the merchandisers hit us back with....Market Driven Orders.  Most of the buyers are for boys so yes, most of the items will be tailored to them.  Fine.  I get that.  Key word is MOST.   Didn't you watch The Princess Bride?  Mostly dead means slightly alive.  Fact.  Most of the stuff can be geared to boys but some of it should be geared to girls.


Why not try and branch out?  LEGO has finally accepted that girls like to build things.  They have been doing quite well with the Friends line.  I know.  My girls don't really care about LEGO but we have several sets of it now because it was finally something they could relate to and previously it had just been for boys.

Did you read that last paragraph?  

They don't like the product.  There are other things they want more than this product.  YET they still wanted to have some of it because before they thought LEGO was made only for boys and now they are included in the club. It never mattered before that I told them they could have LEGO.  Get if you like it.  Don't let someone you don't know tell you not to enjoy it because you're a girl!  No.  It was for BOYS according to them.  Also, they really didn't care about it.  No big loss.  Now though, someone has  thrown a plastic wig on an action figure; has them are building a cafe or a horse farm and my girls are lining up screaming to buy it.

Do you hear that marketers?  These kids are your DREAM demographic.  They don't even want your silly product but scream to buy it.  What will they do when you have a product they actually WANT?  

Oh, I shudder at the possibilities.

Well until you dig your head out this geek mom is stepping in where you have dropped the ball.  I scoured Ebay until I found this:

                                                                    

It's hard to see from the picture but its Stealth Elf is on a very purple shirt.  Two requirements met.  We have a chick Skylander and it's purple.  Check.  Just need to add a feminine touch.

Here is what I ended up giving Tessi for her birthday.

                                                                     


No bling, I know.  It's a simple dress that she can wear to the shops, park, or even as a nightgown.  It multi-tasks.  Multi-taking,  I think you all know,  is a VERY feminine trait.


Next I stumbled across some Skylanders grosgrain ribbon on Ebay.  I'm not sure how that slipped onto the market ...all I can think of is cake decorating or maybe making lanyards, I really don't know.  
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Doesn't matter what it was for before....I know what needs to be done now.

I turned the ribbon into these. 

                                                       

                                                       


I've ended up not really the color combo on the two-bow set but it doesn't matter.  The client was THRILLED.  Her squeals ending up only being able to be heard by dogs.   In fact Miss Tessi wore the lavender bow with a red and pink dress to her bowling birthday party the other day.  Judge all you want.  She felt fabulous. Note the bling people. Note...the....bling.

I have to say I agree with her.  There really isn't too much that can't be improved with a bit of sparkle.  I may start looking at playing Skylanders myself.



Friday, March 23, 2012

Time for the Talk

No, no.  Not the sex talk.  I'll never be old enough for that talk.  I prefer my children learn about that in embarrassing school classes and secret discussions with their buddies....like decent people.  I'm referring to the talk with the girls about not doing things because a boy told them to do it.

I had great hopes that we were moving beyond this as a society.  A man says it so it must be true.  Utter crap.  Sadly though, with the plummeting status of woman's rights in the US coupled with the most bizarre women's costumes in video games, seriously, doesn't the law of gravity have any standing in games and comic books?  Has anyone seen the "new and improved" Wonder Woman's outfit?  Yea....MAJOR changes there. It's become apparent that I have to start at the beginning with my girls.

Right now I'm most concerned about my youngest.  Tessi from about age 18 months until age 5 was one of the toughest broads you would ever be scared to meet.  And I say that with love.  She wasn't scared of damn thing and if you crossed her, well if I can be blunt for a few minutes....Tessi could put the the fear of God into an Atheist.  Seriously, this little chick used to follow me room to room just so she could kick me.  She is the one who started the fistfight with Connor (knock down, roll around on the ground, hair-pulling donnybrook) over who got to name their baby doll Baby Zoe, after my friend's daughter.  Teddy's friends learned early that even though the package was pretty she would snap you like a twig and spit in your grave if you annoyed her.  Really, she was tough.

Now however there is a new Tessi.  She cries over.every.damn.thing.in.the.world.  Sobs over dead fish. Wails over injustices and keens like a banshee if she feels slighted in the least possible way.  Tell her that her shoe is untied and then spend 20 minutes getting her to stop hiccuping and sobbing.  It's seriously aggravating.  I've been hoping it's just a phase, one of those annoying quirky things that you go through to test out your feelings and identity.  Connor was a whiner too ...still is but it's not so bad.  So the past year I've been hanging on by my fingertips waiting for her to realize what crap it is and go back to the fun of being an uber bitch.

That's not happening.  To my horror it's getting worse.  The final straw for me is now what Tessi wears for her sports uniform.  Tessi has always preferred dresses.  Honestly, I don't care.  Really I don't.  You want to flash your knickers at everyone as you tumble around, hey I don't judge.  Mainly because I don't have to see it and as I've mentioned, I really don't give a damn.  Tessi has ALWAYS had the most insane fun with wiggling her bottom at you.  I figure no one has called the cops yet so I've put it low on the list of crap I have to deal with immediately.  So Tessi started off in the skirt  in Kindy and then at the end of the year she decided that she wanted shorts.  The knickers thing really does get old.  That's cool.  Connor's been wearing shorts for almost 2 years...I'll buy shorts.  What the Hell, it'd been 20 minutes since I'd last forked out money on a kid.  No problem.  Tessi starts her shorts and then she's happy as a clam.

Fast forward from December to the beginning of March.  I noticed on Friday's that Tessi was wearing her skirt again.  Well, it took me a while to notice.  Just a bit.  See, I'm not always on top of my laundry so most Friday's start with a yell, "Mommy!!!!  I don't have any uniforms!"  To which I usually gleefully race to do laundry or sometimes, just sometimes, say, "Oh Jesus Christ, check your laundry basket or dig deep in the back of your closet!"  Or something like that.  Anyway, Missy is back to wearing skirts and today I noticed that her shorts were in fact clean and in her closet.  Why Tessi, why aren't you wearing them?

"Well, um...you know Muskan?", she tearfully mumbles.  Muskan?  The pretty little girl from your Kindy class last year?  Yes, I know her.  This puzzles me.  Muskan always has a bright smile on her face and is famous for her sweetness, really it would be sickening if it wasn't so damn genuine.  "Um well, her little brother, um he said when I was wearing my shorts I was wearing BOY CLOTHES and girls can't wear BOY CLOTHES"

Okay.  So the little brother of a girl who isn't even in your class anymore tells you that shorts are boy clothes so now you won't wear them.

REALLY?  REALLY?  And you bought that crap??!!!  

Oh Hell no.

I can not believe that I am going to have to sit Miss Thang - the former terror of the street down and and explain that we do not let other people tell us what we can wear....especially boys.  I have put up with this mamby pamby, wussy, oh whatever you want dear crap long enough.  She has the stones to fight with her sister who is a foot taller than her but not a kid a year younger and 6 inches shorter?  Like Hell.  I feel like the the designer from the Incredibles shouting at Elastic Girl, "What is this?  Fight, Win!  Confront the problem!"

Wear the skirt because you want to.  Not because some boy says you should.  If I hear one more line in a book, on TV, in a conversation with a friend or overheard on the playground  about "cause a boy said" I am going to do something extremely unpleasant.  I thought the days of marches and bra burnings were over but it seems like it might be time to bring them back full steam.  Me being a strong woman does not mean that I want to make men weaker.  My husband is a very strong man and he strength is not dependent upon my weakness.  And I love him for that.  This is the message I want to convey to my girls...my son too.

So when Tessi gets home we're going to chat.  It's time for the ball-busting, I'll make YOU cry Tessi to come back.  At least at school.  Nothing would make me happier than to get a call from the school saying, "Ummm Cecelia, could you come in for Tessi...she's hung up Samreet with her sports skirt...again"

"Why, yes, I'll be happy to bring her shorts"