i’m not one of those girls, who when they marry and have a daughter, will have at least one boxed Barbie to hand down. i never had one. my mom never bought me one, and no one ever thought of giving me one too as a gift.
i remember having a really big (almost life-size) doll with yellow hair and yellow dress. but i don’t recall it being nearly as glamorous as Barbie is. it’s just a big yellow thing that’s nice to be tucked in to bed with. (anyway, my lovely-but-sometimes-wicked sister threw it to the fire one day. just ‘cause she wants to, and she can. isama daw ba sa mga tuyong dahong sinisigaan sa ilalim ng punong mangga.) that was back when we still used to wear matching clothes (read: 18 years ago).
now a few weeks back, i was walking in Greenbelt5 with mah lil bratha, on our way get some gelato when we passed by the Barbie Basics exhibit. it’s a day old. the launch was the day before so no more thick sea of people dressed up, I’m assuming, as gorgeous, if not like Barbie. there was just a couple or two taking pictures, and since everything is nice and pretty and my eyes were about to get pleased, we joined in.
*I WANT A DRESS LIKE THIS!!!
local designers dressing Barbie in LBDs
in Louboutins.
twilight fever still. a shirtless (of course!) jacob doll.
*sorry for the poor photog skills ;)
