Happy Birthday, Barbie!

Wow, ANOTHER thing Barbie and I have in common - we both hold AARP cards! You'll have to watch this video to discover what else we have in common:

Cougar Barbie

And no, I do not chase after teenage boys. Okay, Pinot & Grigio, after I tell them it's time to pick up their dirty socks.

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By the way, my first fashion doll was not Barbie but Miss Suzette, a cheap knock-off with bigger boombas. Here's a trio of Miss Suzettes; mine was the brunette.

When I finally got a Barbie doll, I wanted Ken, too. What I got was a doll with three curly-haired wigs that looked like Little Orphan Annie throwaways. The doll didn't have boombas, a waist or fake tippy-toes, either. I ditched the wigs and turned she into he. A tranny doll! Barbie wasn't impressed.

I finally got my Ken doll but Barbie wouldn't give him the time of day. Go figure.




Her taste in plastic was more macho.


So, Barbie dumped Ken for Joe, Ken ran off with she-man and Miss Suzette hooked up with her pals in a convent and went onto a successful singing career.