When I was growing up, little girls generally seemed to fall into 1 of 2 categories: girly-girls and tomboys. (Of course there were exceptions but for now, I’m just talking about the rule.) These days however, I can’t help but notice little girls seem to be falling into 1 of 2 new categories: princesses or weird, pastel-earth-toned, newsie-looking-ragamuffins. Umm… both of these are girly-girls. The only real difference seems to be the tax bracket of the parents.
So what happened to the tomboys? The little girls who just wanted to be “kids”? Who wore jeans and T-shirts and played outside, unafraid of getting dirty or scraped up?
I thought I might just be surrounded by this bummer homogenization because I live in the city so I started paying closer attention. Sure enough, Continue reading

