If I have any daughters, there are a lot of things where I just don’t know how it’s going to work out. Partially because I was raised in a male family (even my mother had a tomboy streak).
There’s also, of course, the nail polish issue. Longtime Hit Coffee readers will recall that I have an unusual aversion to nail polish. So of course I would never want any daughter of mine wearing it. Ever.
But as my wife continually points out, in the greater scheme of things, that’s a pretty poor battle to pick. All too true. But still. Gah!
Well, I think I’ve come up with a solution. The same one that Clancy came up with and boys with long hair. You’re free to do it, so long as you take care of it. So with boys and long hair, they can have it but they have to keep it well-groomed. Otherwise, they have to get it cut off.
Well, the same would be true of nail polish. I’m not going to object, unless they do a half-arsed job with it. I don’t like nail polish in any context, but I particularly hate it when it’s half peeled off and not maintained. So if I could avoid that, I would be coming out ahead. AND, perhaps more importantly, it would make having (and maintaining) nail polish a pain in the ass. A disincentive.
So I think that will be my solution.
Now, if they want a nose ring, that’s the part where I suspect Clancy objects and I take the opposite tact.
“We need to choose our battles, sweety, at least it’s not nail polish.”