My daughter is good-looking. I say good-looking and not beautiful here
because just like every child is to her mother, she is undoubtedly the most
beautiful person for me. But what I want to talk about is her good looks.
Obsessed with ‘fair’ or ‘not fair’ skin, right from the day a girl
steps, rather bawls, into the world, we start the ‘is she pretty?’ game. Yes, we had
the right boxes ticked – fair, tall, and whatever else you would like. She soon
became the ‘cute’ kid on the block and I soon became used to the onlookers “Arre
dekh, she is so cute!” comments. I was quite non-chalant about the role ‘good’
looks had to play in my parenting process till I came across a few interesting
comments (Don’t I always!). They made me pause and think. It wasn’t just about
having our girls pretty, we also had biases about ‘pretty’ itself.
Strike 1 : “Don’t call her cute too often – she’ll become vain”
Well, one of my primary duties to
my daughter, which I take very seriously, is building immense self-confidence.
And yes, for most of us, it starts with looks. Not with how we really look, but
how those closest to us tell us
about our looks. My younger sister always, for most of my college years, called
me ‘Gorgeous’ and ‘Beautiful’ before I left for every party. She made my
evening – and I never needed another compliment. I have never forgotten her
words. She built the right body image for me even before either of us knew
those terms. I choose to pass it on to my daughter. Enjoying your looks is not
vain. Dark,Fair,Thin,Curvy,Short,Tall. Don’t let anyone ever stop you from giving
yourself a flying kiss in the mirror.
Strike 2 : “Oh my she looks cute, but she isn’t too smart, is she?!”
(Please note - She wasn’t walking on her
own till she was 13 months old, like ‘most kids her age’ and hence..)
Oh, how long before we stop the ‘beauty
with brains’ compliments?! Somehow, there is a universal belief that good looks
and good brains are mutually exclusive. And if ‘By God’s Grace’ you are decent
looking and have a brain, be prepared to either remain apologetic about it or
atleast, not flaunt it.
I want my little girl to never feel
the need to ‘look’ a certain way to fit in. She may be smart, brilliant or just
about averagely intelligent, but she would not let any stereotype define her. Not
all who do math are geeks, and not all who dance are creative.
Strike 3 : “Look at her walk so smartly – please tell me you’re not
going to let her be a model!”
My
favorite topic – Don’t let her be a Model. I asked why? The usual labels played
out. When I didn’t budge, there was an interesting argument – These models are ruining
body images of young girls today. Now this stayed with me. Interesting right? I
also read this a lot in mass media - we conveniently pass on the entire burden
of the burgeoning body image issues/disorders to those in the ‘glamour’ business.
Now, now, before you raise a red flag, hear me out. According to me, Body Image
issues start at home – they start by a simple statement made by a mother in
front of her daughter about ‘Oh God! I’m looking so fat and horrible in this
skirt!’ Or 'Your friend Priya was looking so good in that dress, no flab at
all!' Or 'Don’t wear skirts, you’re too short/stubby,etc' In these 3 sentences,
what the mother told her daughter was –
- Fat = Horrible
- Looking good= No flab at all
- Wearing a certain kind of outfit needs a certain kind of body and ofcourse, your body isn't perfect
While these seem harmless instances, if they remain a
constant and regular affair in a girl’s life – by parents and siblings alike, it’s
not too long before she feels disastrous about the way she looks. Add to this
peer pressure and you have a potent mix. Now,lets all of us just blame it on Katrina. Easy. Wrong.Body
image starts at home. And it starts with Mom.It starts young,really young.So does the focus on health versus looks. But that's another blog.
Now
coming to the issue about being a Model. I don’t believe my job as a parent is
to decide what’s the 'good','right','best' career choice for her – it is and
will always be her choice. My responsibility is to talk to her about the pros
and cons of each choice and make her aware in the best possible way about what
could lie ahead of her. Secondly, how will she ever learn about breaking
stereotypes if I serve them to her for dinner every night! As her parent, it’s
my duty to let her find her feet. Without biases.Without my own set of
prejudices. And without an unreasonable ‘because I said so’.
She can choose to be a model or a surgeon. Or both. She
is, after all, her own person.