I ran into these folks (on a much SMALLER scale) when I worked in a Bridal/Prom gown shop. Saw firsthand the whole “little girl pageant” thing. We didn’t specialize in this, nor did we even stock for it, but they still came looking for some mighty skanky stuff…and left frustrated.
Some women are lifers. If THEY didn’t “make it”, they try to have their daughters become this “thing”.
Meanwhile Dad defers or checks out, becoming an ‘arm ornament’ who pays the bill.
It’s mighty bloodless – when a life becomes a product.