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I’m very new to this blog and to your videos but I have to say I could not have been more pleased to see your opinion on Barbie.

I never liked playing with dolls much growing up. The whole “real baby” with the bottle and the “peeing” and the changing of the “real” diaper just grossed me out. But I always loved Barbie. My mother was very anti-Barbie so I only had one and it was surrounded by very weird dolls I guess my mom thought would show diversity. Even so, I became somewhat fascinated with Barbie and the way her makeup looked, her hair, how her thighs were so far apart and her butt was so small (in retrospect, maybe she blended in with the weird looking dolls more than I thought). But when I saw the original 1950′s Barbie – I just about fell in love. Her dark makeup, curvy black and white striped bathing suit, perfectly curled hair and impeccable smirk waswhat I wanted to grow up to be. She still looks like she’s having fun.

That being said, I grew out of playing with my Barbie and was encouraged to dig around in the dirt, read greek mythology, bang on pots and pans and the piano, and figure out who I was through any avenue possible. It’s nice to see that you, too, are the kind of mother who believes in playtime as playtime, who recognizes that the simple things certainly can make an impact, but that sometimes things that are fun are just that – fun.

Rock on.

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