How fucked up will my child be if she has inadvertently seen/absorbed multiple hours of Keeping Up with the Kardashians and she hasn’t even hit a year old?
One might respond to that question with, “Only time will tell …” but I keep catching her “noticing” her own reflection everywhere — car doors, store window displays, bird baths, other people’s sun glasses — and have come to the conclusion that we may well be raising/creating a narcissist.
Only if she begins to wear three layers of make-up, date large black professional sports players and has an inordinately large ass. The latter of which she could inherit from me.