I love Dita Von Teese, but I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that dressing your daughter in Dita Von Teese inspired dressware and taking her to the Dita: Striptease book signing to meet her “hero” probably isn’t the wisest parenting choice one could make.

I mean, unless you want your daughter to grow up to be a stripper turned fetish model turned porn star turned “burlesque artist” who marries creepy goth musicians that wear ass-less chaps.

Actually, that just may be a step up for someone who encourages their daughter to idolize a stripper. In which case, kudos to mom for helping her daughter realize her dreams!