@2pint: I'm, um, actually tempted to get that for my Hitchcock-fan husband... But, methinks she should be batting at the crows with her lovely handbag, no? Either way, can I haz green dress pleze?
Tell your friend to try here if he's having no luck in stores. eBay is way overpriced for these. Yeesh..wait til they're completely sold out before jacking the prices. Dummy sellers.
He did find said Barbie at an out-of-the-way Walmart on the outskirts of Mesa. Poor guy got all road-ragey and stabby driving around, and since time (and $$) was a factor, he was afraid of shipping...
I was once assigned a COVER STORY for my monthly mag: "Love in the '90s; Where Are Ken & Barbie Now?" I was instructed to write FIFTEEN HUNDRED WORDS about modern relationships based on a fucking doll because we had some "famous" batshit illustrator who wanted to draw a bunch of pictures of Barbie. I don't really remember what I wrote but it ended up being a pretty good piece.
Simply put, it was Barbie who taught me that I could write about ANYTHING. Because this short, skinny, slouchy, flat-chested girl was never enamored with Barbie. She did not fit in my doll house, and, frankly, you just know she's a bitch, deep down. The kind who would steal your boyfriend, all the while smiling, what with her impecable posture, perfect make-up and fancy, elitist clothes. (Ooops, my jealousy of her tits and wardrobe are showing!)
Actually, I did a lot of research, and it was interesting; she has an extensive back story, how she met Ken, how they came up with her dimensions, etc.
@La Chica Lucy: Wow. Lotsa bitter here that could have been cured by giving her a haircut. What? You never cut your Barbie's hair? All of mine ended up looking like Dykes Gone Wild.
@LucyLoo: Ha! Now that you mention it, I just realized I'm probably the only gal who didn't take out my jealously by cutting her hair. My parents were very anal about how I treated my toys. Which just reminded me of the big Barbie head my best friend had -- the one that you could cut the hair and then pull out more (until it eventually ran out). Also, my aunt had the first ever Barbie airplane, which was basically a little suitcase you opened. That was some cool shit, there.
Honestly, if I could get my hands on me-sized versions of some of the early Barbie fashions, I'd wear the hell out of them!
I loved Barbie when I was a little girl. Barbie was a 'grown-up' doll, not a baby or a kid, and she was everything from an astronaut to a vet, which was much more exciting to me than playing Mommy with some blank-eyed plastic infant. And she never did marry Ken, either!
My grandma would die of joy at the Barbie store. She has embraced the internet for 1 reason: to google and then haggle for and order custom Barbie clothes. She tends to go for famous first lady or Princess Di dresses.
She has this massive collection, and next time I'm visiting I'm going to have to pose and photograph them for my own amusement.
@CollierLibra: I notice as I get older I become more and more enamored of doll things than I ever was as a kid. I especially love totally over the top doll outfits probably like what your grandma has. I'm just fascinated by the fabrics and details. I don't own any though.
I had this dress for my barbie that I loved. It was multi-tiered and was in a fade effect from red to purple.
You know I never liked Barbie. I always went for her friend Theresa, she spoke to me more. Plus Barbie was always in pink and Theresa in blue and as a kid I hated pink and loved blue. I never realized until I was like 20 that Theresa was suppose to be Barbie's "Hispanic" friend
@Lirael: I am the only blonde in a family of dark brunettes. My sisters always got brunette barbies, and I was soooo jealous. I never got a single non-blonde barbie.
When I 'designed' clothes for my barbies, it was basically an assault with a bedazzler. I bedazzled the crap out of those clothes. Worked out quite well I think :)
You know what would be awesome? If they did a fashion show with regular sized Barbies and had the fashion designers "walk" them down the runway (my Barbies more or less hopped around). Real women dressed like Barbies? Feh.
@KathrynwithaY loves Joan Collins: That show would be even more awesome if they invited the ladies from Jezebel, because all the Barbies would have an interesting time trying to conceal their gnawed-off little feetsies as they strutted down the catwalk.
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Coolest Barbie EVAR!!1!
Yes, it is real. And Dad's having a very tough time getting one...
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Tell your friend to try here if he's having no luck in stores. eBay is way overpriced for these. Yeesh..wait til they're completely sold out before jacking the prices. Dummy sellers.
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He did find said Barbie at an out-of-the-way Walmart on the outskirts of Mesa. Poor guy got all road-ragey and stabby driving around, and since time (and $$) was a factor, he was afraid of shipping...
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Simply put, it was Barbie who taught me that I could write about ANYTHING. Because this short, skinny, slouchy, flat-chested girl was never enamored with Barbie. She did not fit in my doll house, and, frankly, you just know she's a bitch, deep down. The kind who would steal your boyfriend, all the while smiling, what with her impecable posture, perfect make-up and fancy, elitist clothes. (Ooops, my jealousy of her tits and wardrobe are showing!)
Actually, I did a lot of research, and it was interesting; she has an extensive back story, how she met Ken, how they came up with her dimensions, etc.
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I loved Barbie when I was a little girl. Barbie was a 'grown-up' doll, not a baby or a kid, and she was everything from an astronaut to a vet, which was much more exciting to me than playing Mommy with some blank-eyed plastic infant. And she never did marry Ken, either!
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She has this massive collection, and next time I'm visiting I'm going to have to pose and photograph them for my own amusement.
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(But those weird baby dolls are creepy).
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You know I never liked Barbie. I always went for her friend Theresa, she spoke to me more. Plus Barbie was always in pink and Theresa in blue and as a kid I hated pink and loved blue. I never realized until I was like 20 that Theresa was suppose to be Barbie's "Hispanic" friend
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my barbie HAD that outfit.
A southern belle's dream (on LSD).
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People hobbling barbies down the runway in fancy dresses.
...mine bounced from side to side.
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