So this may come as a shock to you all, but when I was little, I LOVED Barbie. In fact, (embarrassingly) I loved Barbie until I was about 11 years old. So yeah, I still kind of played with Barbie in 6th grade. I look back, and realize that's a little bit odd. But it made me happy, so DON'T JUDGE! Today, while I was reminiscing about all of the fun I had playing with Barbie, I decided to check out some old Barbie commercials. I found the one below and it really took me back! I loved my Peaches N Cream Barbie. Such good memories....
On a side note (because I spent about 3 hours surfing youtube today) how many hours of your childhood were spent listening to this?
It's odd how relevant that is. Kinda like "you'll be single until you look like Barbie, girls! So start starving youtself until you pass out (then eat a piece of celery and repeat process), grow about 8 feet, and teach your boobs to impersonate watermelons!"
Bitter? Me?
Sometimes it scares me how much you and I have in common. I also played with Barbies until a very embarassing age. Fortunately I plan to quit...any day now. OK it's not that pathetic. But I think I was definitely in high school the very last time I smushed Barbie and Ken's faces together and made them make out. For me, it was all about the outfits. I would spend hours arranging my dolls' closets while my own perpetually looked like it had been attacked by terrorists.
*Sigh* If only I could pull off a hot pink ball gown made entirely of cotton balls and fake plastic Easter grass the way Barbie could...
I know! We are so similar it's scary! Or at least I like to think that late at night when I'm lonely... Just kidding! I promise... ANYWAYZ playing with Barbie in high school, that actually made me laugh out loud. I still like to look at them when I go in toy stores for my nephew. I think if I had a little girl and she was one of those girls that never liked Barbie I would stay up at night crying, and then thinking of you and how similar we are.
I even think your P&C Barbie was black! Â Wasn't it???
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My wife is officially insane
"Ken doll sold separately"
It's odd how relevant that is. Kinda like "you'll be single until you look like Barbie, girls! So start starving youtself until you pass out (then eat a piece of celery and repeat process), grow about 8 feet, and teach your boobs to impersonate watermelons!"
Bitter? Me?
Sometimes it scares me how much you and I have in common. I also played with Barbies until a very embarassing age. Fortunately I plan to quit...any day now. OK it's not that pathetic. But I think I was definitely in high school the very last time I smushed Barbie and Ken's faces together and made them make out. For me, it was all about the outfits. I would spend hours arranging my dolls' closets while my own perpetually looked like it had been attacked by terrorists.
*Sigh* If only I could pull off a hot pink ball gown made entirely of cotton balls and fake plastic Easter grass the way Barbie could...
I know! We are so similar it's scary! Or at least I like to think that late at night when I'm lonely... Just kidding! I promise...
ANYWAYZ playing with Barbie in high school, that actually made me laugh out loud. I still like to look at them when I go in toy stores for my nephew. I think if I had a little girl and she was one of those girls that never liked Barbie I would stay up at night crying, and then thinking of you and how similar we are.
I even think your P&C Barbie was black! Â Wasn't it???