Memories of Barbie

[honeychile]

Happy Birthday to Barbara Millicent Roberts, AKA Barbie!

We moved when I was four, and I was the only little girl on the block who did not have a Barbie. I went on a campaign for a Barbie doll that rivalled Ralphie's quest for an “official Red Ryder, carbine action, 200-shot, range model air rifle, with a compass in the stock and this thing that tells time.”!

"Why aren't you out playing?"
"Debbie and Pam are playing with their Barbies. I don't have one."
(multiply this by at least a gazillion!)

"Mrs. Mann asked me to make some clothes for Judy's Barbie. Would you like to see them?"
"I don't have a Barbie doll, but if I did, I would want her to have Friday Night Date. She would be so pretty..."

"Aren't you glad that you have your soft, cuddly Suzi Q doll to sleep with? "
"She takes up too much room. Barbies don't."
(Yeah, Dixie Lee was really messing with my mind at this point!)

But on Christmas morning, there she was, in all her glory! I'll have to find the photos - that! My first Barbie was a haired bubble cut Barbie who looked much like Jackie Kennedy, and I still have her!


What are your memories of growing up with Barbie?