I’m having a girl, and I just plan on dressing her in whatever’s quick and clean, just like my boy 12 yrs ago.

Who cares what color they wear? Babies are just means to kids, anyway, and I’m saying that about my own. They’re BORING. There, I’ve said it. They don’t get interesting until about 5 or 6. Until then it’s just bonding and maintanance until they grow cool. I mean, they’re cute and all but let’s be realistic.

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Been there, done that.
I’ve seen it better written much shorter, but the North American www reader (note my display of having delved into this site’s archive) seems to like it said the longer way.

Fuck cancer marketing was all I was saying in post 29 if the door bitch (^_-) doesn’t mind.

Comment 31:
“The other is the reuse issue”
So true. Hence “restrictive” in what I wrote above.
The marketers don’t want stuff to get re-used, do they. *L*

“In random historical issues, up until WWII (roughly), pink was for little boys, and blue for girls. Pink, as a pale red, was considered more exciting, strong, and virile - much more appropriate for boys - while calm, tranquil blue was the obvious choice for girls.”

There’s no doubt about that pink/blue as a sex signifier has been given strong emphasis in recent decades.
Marketing latched on to a nice easy way to make an extra buck or three.
But there’s equally no support for the sweeping claim about pink having being strongly associated with boys before 1939.

Give a source for this kind of statement. One that remains findable online. It helps keep the internet freer of shite.

In Australia, knitting ladies fought a rearguard action against the blue/pink readymade garment industry well into the late fifties, when lemon and cream remained far more popular tones for bubs’ layettes and toddler wear than the determinist and restrictive US blue and pink.
This is a personal observation from my having been alive at the time and from my having learned to knit, crochet and sew from my women elders who talked always about colour choice and its meaning.
My oldest Auntie, born in 1885, told us that children were dressed in cream or white until they were past toddling and then were dressed in the same colours as adults. At the most, girls were permitted colour differences in hair ribbons and sashes. And these were mostly blue and yellow.

Pink was viewed by my women sewing teachers as faintly poor taste and very very hard to mix with any other shade.

Looking at the way it’s used to sell merchandise with a cancerous woman overtone these days, I think it’s getting even more nauseating.