THERE are certain events in our kids' lives that mark a rite ofpassage: baptism, Communion, bar mitzvas, birthdays, graduations,your child's first day at school or their first trip away withoutyou. Last week was another one -- the first visit by my teenagedaughter to Wesley disco. My friend, who has worked as a bouncer for many years now, makesbig eyes at me and says: "Wesley! I worked it many a time ...scouring the football stands audemars piguet swiss replica with a torch looking for, let's bekind here, 'courting' couples in the dark, are you getting me?" He frowns, then cracks up laughing. "Just kidding ya ..there'sone bouncer for every 20 kids and the place is crawling withsecurity. They've no chance of doing anything." After that conversation I was convinced that Wesley was probably amuch safer bet than Killiney head on a Saturday afternoon. My daughter was dropped there by one parent and I was to pick threeof them up after. I got to the top of Aylesbury Road at 10.45pm. Ittook until 11.15pm to get round the corner in the car to Wesleystadium and gates. It was bedlam. No traffic moving, and cops onthe road everywhere. It was more chaotic than trying to get past Croke Park on a Sunday at 5pm. The roads were packed with SUVs and carsdouble parked. Parents waiting for their little darlings. I inched along until I found a space and parked up illegally too.About 20 security guards were at the gates of Wes, and suddenlyhundreds Vacheron Constantin replica of teens came pouring out on to the street. All of the girls in what looked like bikinis, or bras and knickers. Well that's noshock to me. That's how they dress to go disco dancing at that age-- and in a secure controlled environment, who cares, if that'swhat makes them feel good? They don't dress like this anywhere elseand with this over-sexualisation of all their MTV videos where the women dress similarly, they think this isfashion, God bless them. When they are younger they try to emulate adults by playing atdolls, cooking, being doctors, soldiers, whatever. So when they geta little older this sort of mating ritual is the same thing. Theywon't end up actually mating, but they are rehearsing the courtshiproutines. The problem is not that they become aware that sex existsin the normal adult world, it's the idea that they think they haveto be overly sexy-looking to be of any value. But I'm not going to stop my daughter dressing like the rest ofthem to go to discos as long as it's confined to the dis- cos , and tag heuer replica watches for sale she's picked up and dropped home. And I still give her the feminist talks about objectification andhow it's who she is on the inside that matters. Meanwhile, outside Wes, swarms of scantily clad maidens take overDonnybrook like an army of ants. Parents are all Zenith replica along the roadcalling to their young. Georgia Salpa -look heels have been replaced by trainers kept in thegoing-home-at-the-end-of-the-night bag, not because they don't wantMum or Dad to see, but because their little feet are killing themafter a night dancing in impossible heels. I notice one long-legged girl still in the elevated shoes, almostsquatting on her hunkers to give her beau a goodnight peck on thelips, while Mum looks on with arms folded before issuing a curt: "Hurry up, we need to go." What struck me was the actual innocence of it all. Nothing like Ihad imagined. After a small chat with two of the doormen I caught aglimpse of my own vision of wonder and loveliness and her glamorousfriends -- one in a little black dress (a la Coco Chanel ); another in a pair of quite well-cut shorts. And my own daughtersporting a pink hair band worn as a top. I was told it was a boob tube. Really?Hmm. "Well," I ask enthusiastically, "any boys? Any snogs?" (The actualterm is "meet" but for us oldies I'll leave it at snog.) "Naw," mylittle paragon of virtue replies, "I have a sore throat and itwouldn't have been fair to meet anyone!" But she laughs and says there were gangs of boys wandering roundasking girls, "Here, you luv ... will ya meeh me mate?" "And are you expected to?" I ask. "Well if you like one then youcan," she smiles. Oh, the poetry of it all. We pile into the car, and driving home I feel excited. Yep, weconquered the Wes disco. And it is far tamer and safer than I had anticipated. I would haveno problem with her going again. As we drive away I notice an old man standing at the bus stopstaring in what I thought was disgust at the attire of the girlsclimbing into my car. I point this out to them. "He said to us, 'Gerr'em off!'" they tell me. "See," I said. "He's shocked and horrified at your dress sense!" "Oh God, no!" they reply. "He was perving at us!" Okay, so one pervie auld fella in the whole street. That I canhandle. - Antonia Leslie Originally published in. I am an expert from hairsalonequipments.com, while we provides the quality product, such as China Salon Trolley Cart , China Hair Coloring Tools, Salon Hair Clips,and more.