In a comment a few days ago, Jamal pointed out this image (found here):
It might inspire some good discussion of the gendering of color (pink for girls, blue for boys) and the fears parents often have that if their sons show an interest in anything considered feminine, it’s inappropriate and might signal that they are gay (my brother-in-law was horrified when my nephew went through a period where pink was his favorite color; to counteract this, the kid is dressed almost entirely in camo now and encourage to play with a football, despite being only 5). It’s also interesting how being a “real boy” is constructed here–although he wears a tutu, we know he’s not really feminine because he is loud and physical and likes cars. I suppose the converse was true for me, since I liked Hot Wheels cars and Tonka trucks but also My Little Ponies, proving I was still a real girl.
For the record, I think it’s pretty neat that the parents go ahead and let their son wear a pink tutu, despite their misgivings and the cultural pressure to not let boys be “feminine” in any way. (that is, it’s the dad’s “worst nightmare,” and yet he puts that aside and lets his son wear a tutu because it makes him happy).
NEW: In a comment, genderkid pointed out Catherine Opie’s photograph, “Oliver in a Tutu,” on display at the Guggenheim (found here):
The comment also points out a study of the blue/pink gender scheme in Leslie Feinberg’s book Transgender Warriors.