Lamenting that boys prefer guns to glitter.
Writer & Columnist • Santa Barbara, CA
Lamenting that boys prefer guns to glitter.
Stuntman camp. Heavy metal guitar camp. Jedi camp. Now that summer nears a close, Starshine and other parents ask: What the hell were we thinking?
Starshine answers for her puzzling, pony-tailed gender in The Third-Grader’s Guide to Girls.
As a little girl, I lived vicariously through my Barbie. When she wore her Bob Mackie halter gown, I was a disco queen. When she rode the elevator to the top of her three-story town home, I was a lady of leisure. And when she began making out with ripple-chested Malibu Ken on a pile of polyester pantsuits, well, it was time for me to pack Barbie away and focus my attention on the cover boys of Tiger Beat magazine.