Dear Lego,
Much has been written in the last few weeks about your launch of a new
line of Legos designed to appeal to girls. As a mother of daughters, I
can appreciate the initial urge to answer their calls of, "More pink!"
and "That's too boyish!" with a pastel colored mini figure that has
boobs and carries flowers...
No wait! I can't! That's completely stupid. Lego! You really messed
this one up. Your new playsets promise minutes of fun while girls of
all ages follow cookie cutter directions and assemble purple and teal
scenes filled with puppies and pre-fab furniture. Lame. Sexist.
Insulting.
So I thought I would show you what my daughters and I did with our
primary colored Legos. The bricks and bits handed down to them by their
starship building father. Accessories like a working ceiling fan, a
broom, a plunger (for when too many organic vegetable peels get put down
the disposal), and a paper towel holder that
we had to assemble using our imagination. Furniture
we
had to build because Daddy's old Star Wars sets didn't come with a 6
burner Viking range, a Sub-Zero refrigerator or a 36 bottle wine
chiller.
Is it cliche that my girls and I built a kitchen?
Possibly. But Lego, you
know your new friends would
loooove
to be sitting on one of those barstools constructed out of rocket seats
and red bricks having tapas and a glass of pinot with with my storm
trooper right about now!
Sincerely,
Nancy, the mother of 3 awesome Lego loving GIRLS!
