A part of me is a little sad and disheartened that society is gradually headed in this degrading direction of objectifying women . . . actually, that part I don’t really care about, but the part where traditions, and concepts of childhood, purity, and innocence, turned into blatant capitalist pursuits of profit by turning them sexually suggestive is a little pathetic.  Look, I know that sex sells, but eventually, there will literally be no concept or idea that doesn’t have a sexy dark side somewhere out there.  Halloween’s already been sluttified, now I find out Christmas is too.  If it already hasn’t been done by now, I’m sure the Easter-themed sexy Easter bunny, complete with fluffy-tail g-string, carrot dildo, and pastel-colored diaphragm is awaiting in April, and the party industry is probably hard at work trying to sexy-fy Independence Day next.

But the other part of me would be doing backflips if there was a girl in my life who was willing to wear this, and be my little Ho-Ho-HO!.