…by all of the craziness happening in the world right now (and we’re not just talking about earthquakes, Libya or the fact that Charlie Sheen is still alive). We’re mostly horrified with a side of bemused incredulity.
It’s official: The New York Times front page piece on “sexting” had the desired effect of freaking out the future parents of 14-year-old girls everywhere. In other news, the hus-b and I have decided to send the little lady to a convent. Forever.
This whole “14-year-old girls texting naked pictures to boys” thing was almost too much to be believed (heck, at that age I was too afraid of boys to even speak a complete sentence in their presence). But then I saw this piece about Abercrombie & Fitch selling padded bikini tops to 7 year olds, and it all started to make a whole lot more sense. Sigh.
Lindsay Lohan thinks she is famous enough to go simply by “Lindsay”. There aren’t enough “bitch, please”‘s in the universe to respond to this appropriately.