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3 Year Olds Obsessed With Looks and Weight-Watching Four Year Olds


I don’t usually watch Oprah, but today I was bored and just randomly channel surfed onto that channel- and something got me hooked.
On Oprah, they were talking to the mother of a three-year-old girl who is obsessed with her looks. I’m deadly serious. The first thing I saw was this adorable little girl, freaking out and screaming she was ugly and not beautiful to her mother. She would just blow up over crazy things, like not putting on make up, a hair out of place or even not having the right outfit. Quite frankly, I was shocked. I can’t really remember too well about being three year’s old, but I can honestly say I really didn’t care about stuff like that! I was into running around, getting dirty and giggling about cartoons and whatever. And this kid, who wasn’t even in kindergarten yet (I started school at age three) was painting her nails, putting on eye make up in a serious manner, not just playing dress ups with mommy’s clothes and make up. What the hell is going on?
They filmed her reading Victoria’s Secret magazines, throwing tantrums over how she looked. It was freaky to see this, for me. I didn’t start caring about how I looked until I was ten year’s old. I was happy, I never really cared about whether my hair was properly brushed or my teeth looked white. Seeing a three year old obsessing over all this- it hurts. A child that young should be playing, making friends, not shrieking at the world they are hideous and screaming at their mom that they hated them for not letting them wear make up.
Next on was something that also hurt. As you probably don’t know, I have had a heap of issues with my weight, how fat I thought I looked. For the past few months since I started a new school, I starved myself to the point where I would collapse. I experimented with throwing up after I felt I shouldn’t have eaten anything, crying in the bathroom because I couldn’t get myself to vomit it all up. If I had a dollar for every time I had insulted myself openly in front of my friends and family, I would be rich. Every time someone says something about my mother, I always reply “Yeah. She’s so blonde, skinny, tanned and altogether lovely. What the hell went wrong with me?”
The thing was a little four-year-old girl, obsessed over her weight after another kid called her fat at pre-school. Her mother asked her what the little girl would think if she got fat, why she would be so upset. The little girl actually smiled and said, “I’d be fat and ugly.”
I just sat up and thought “What?”
Be honest, did any of you care about weight at that age? Sure, I bet some of us were called fat at pre-school; I was a number of times. I even called other kids fat, most likely. It wasn’t because I actually thought they were fat, or vice versa. It was because that was the best insult we could come up with at that time, along with ugly, smelly and stupid. Kids don’t mean to be cruel. Most of them don’t know even what they are saying. They just think it’s funny to say you are an ugly witch, or that your hair is frizzy or you look weird. Honestly, usually the little ones are just being silly when they say hurtful stuff. But then again, people are a lot more sensitive around that age. After all, it only takes until you are six to form your first personality.
I remember I used to be teased and bullied all the time at school, because they all knew I would cry easily. Thankfully I managed to toughen up, but the scars are there. Ever since then I’ve suffered from paranoia, anxiety and depression.
It makes me wonder what kind of twisted souls are we creating when we get kids who are obsessed with looks before they even learn to read and write. Is it people like Ashley Simpson, who had plastic sugary so that she looked just like every other blonde in Hollywood? Or the fact that in advertising everywhere we look we have these so-called “perfect-looking” people grinning shinily as they try to sell their products? Kids don’t know that those people don’t even exist, that there’s no such thing as perfection! They see everything as true, heck; I even believed cartoons and such all existed in an alternative universe until I was eight!
Is it just me, or are the newer generations growing up quicker and quicker? I see this especially in little girls, strutting around in mini skirts, smothering their little lips with gloss. What happened to the kids who never wanted to grow up? What happened to children who liked getting messy? Now all I seem to see are prissy little six-year-old girls who just roll their eyes at me if I ask them do they like to play with dolls.
At my drama class there is a seven-year-old who wears red lipstick, at the school I used to go to in the talent quest these girls in year two were shaking their butts to songs like “My Humps” in little tube tops.
What went wrong?
Posted on April 18th, 2007 at 09:54pm

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