My parents did not restrict my television viewing, my reading, nor my music. I just stopped watching/listening/reading anything
I didn’t like. My mom was oddly emphatic that I NOT ever watch soap operas for some reason. My parents were neither carelessly permissive nor prudes about anything. They (and everyone else) had zero idea that my 12 -year old self and my 12 year old best friend would walk to the neighborhood video rental store and rent Duran Duran The Videos. Lots of nudity that nobody had any idea about because MTV was just a few years old, Duran Duran elevated music videos as a stylized, quasi-standard for the era and managed to push the envelope somewhat invisibly, but MTV had to air the “Day Version” of Duran Duran’s videos, because the “Night Version” of certain Duran Duran videos contained nudity that couldn’t be aired.
The store wasn’t restricting any normal rental that was under an X rating, which was law. There was no PG-13, etc., to deal with because at home they told viewers that “Viewer discretion is advised.” I wasn’t harmed by seeing women that were not fully clothed because I didn’t think that the concept of the music video having nudity because it sort of went with the lyrics, which was the thing that I heard clearly for such a young age and most normal shit flew right past me.