As I looked through my book and Googled my "old friends", I found many people held on to their toys too; some in mint condition. And I thought, "wow, how cool would that be if mine were like that"? Then I realized how glad I am that they are not. Mine are worn, dirty, one has an injury, one had her hair cut by my sister, and I only have one outfit per doll. I think about all the wonderful clothes I had for them, and how many my mother actually made. Can you imagine how hard that must of been? I guess what I am trying to say is that my dolls were very well loved and played with, ALOT and I wouldn't have it any other way. Too bad, or maybe good thing I don't have a daughter to pass on my love for Barbie. My luck, if I did she wouldn't have liked Barbie anyway. Instead I still have #5's Batman collection.(about 75 figures, Batcave, etc.). I lived out my Barbie days, playing Batman with him. I got to be Batgirl of course.
So, here is my "photo shoot":
Dawn, (blonde) and her friend Gloria
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