I’ve been told that I’m difficult…to figure out. I don’t fit neatly into one box. I’m an introvert but, in the right situation, have no problem being the center of attention. I’m highly organized, but you’d never know it to look at my workspace. And that’s without even touching on gender roles.
I grew up going from ballet class to softball practice. My mom would let me play with her makeup, and my dad would show me how to cast a fishing rod. Matchbox cars and My Little Pony toys were scattered in equal measure around my playroom. I had slumber parties with my girlfriends and played basketball with the boys. I might not have been a typical girlie-girl, but I was never a total tomboy, either.
When the 1981 LEGO ad, pictured here, started making the social media rounds a few weeks ago, my heart did a little leap of joy at the responses I read. Hell yes, little girls can like LEGOs. And little boys can like Barbies, for that matter. What’s the difference, so long as the kid is playing happily?
At the same time, I felt a lurch in the pit of my stomach to see what a huge deal this seemed to be. I don’t have children, and while, sure, I hear the buzz when some company or another makes a toy specifically (and unnecessarily) targeted to one gender or the other, the fact that it’s 2013 and an ad from 1981 made us sit up and take note of how socially advanced it was is a jagged pill to swallow.
I don’t know how the message was received at the time—I mean, I was a year old, and not quite the socially conscious chica I am today. But I know I love the message. It’s the same message my parents taught me. There’s room in my closet for sneakers and stilettos in equal measure, and no amount of marketing (one way or another) is ever going to change that.
Does marketing make you feel pressured to define yourself as uber-feminine or a straight-up tomboy? Have you found any companies that seem to be a perfect fit for you in this way? —Kristen