The website says they are not for walking on but for 'laughter inducing fun.'

Eh??? 

Do we  need to make our girl babies figures of fun?
What is there to make our boy babies this hilarious?
Since when is being born a female funny, anyway?

Or are we just a baby step away from good old fashioned foot binding?

*gnashing of teeth*

Niqi

if we are 'poking fun at something',whats that say about us? just my 5 cents worth....

 i was raised as a tomboy...in hand me downs and overalls,and one sunday best dress..gum boots and roman sandals....and yet instinctively i was drawn to pretty,furry wools,in pinks and pretty pretty ribbons and girly stuff and teetering hi heels...even before i saw a vogue or marie clair....all mum ever got was an english womans weekly,and what they wore in there was kilt skirts and button up shirts(and im talking about the women,lol)

i think we are born with the desires we carry out in life,whether clothing or partner choices or food choices or physical activity choices....some are manufactured and or carefully nurtured  desires and directions....but ultimately what im getting at is....whether it is in our face from an early age or not,really isnt going to make too much or a difference to choices that we end up making!

of course each of us has our reasons for feeling strongly about things....i think its good to look deep within and ask the question "why?" though.............if someone peeves you that much,is it because they are holding a mirror up to you?

i love to ask myself these questions,helps to keep me grounded....

Oh, I am not poking fun at anything. I just often wonder what they will think of next.

I suppose it depends on the age of the child. Whilst high heels for baby girls are considered fun, I bet lacy G-strings for a three year old would cause a national outrage.

High heels are mainly used for the purpose of showing the female form off in a sexy sensuously way, as are G-strings.

I too was drawn instinctively to pretty, pinks, ribbons and girly stuff. And enjoyed playing dress up by teetering around the house in my mums high heels when I was seven years old. But I was making my own choice to do that role playing, it wasn’t being forced upon me by a fashion conscious trendy mother.

Whatever will they think of next.............a red leather studded codpiece for baby boys perhaps