I can get the basic “princess” concept here. If anyone’s American royalty, it’s Barbie. I mean, talk about an enchanted life–three story pink dreamhouse, more shoes than Imelda Marcos. And princesses, as everyone knows from watching the early Walt Disney cartoons, are surrounded by easily-amused woodland creatures. So, in that context, this makes sense. Except that it’s less “Snow White,” more “Cousin It.”
Whoops–sorry about the babyshot at right, that was totally not intentional. This is supposed to be a work-safe blog.
So, yeah, Barbie. I’m thinking, freak accident in a tumble-dryer, or maybe the monkey’s her hairdresser, and that never works out. Or maybe that weird little bud thing in front of her was wired to a big cartoon detonator, and this shot was just after the explosion. Bend over, smell an exotic jungle orchid, bam, bad hair day. I’m thinking it was the fox that planned it, he’s got a guilty smirk.
But probably, what happened was a four-year-old.
What’s the verdict, kids?
So Barbie, really–is a set of permanent sharpees really the best pick for your dream make-over? I’m not remembering that one in “Cosmo–“Â “For a long-lasting blush in the summer sun, and eyeliner that will outlast the rush hour commute, put away that Avon, say “Estee Later!” and move from Mary Kay to Office Depot, because what’s in in 2010 is thick point felt tip permanent marker!”
It’s probably the destiny ofÂ every “beautifully brushable” children’s product to end up used, violated, abandoned, and utterly junked. And a testament to the optimism and-or desperation of St. Vincent De Paul’s to try to sell her. Amazingly, she was off the shelf in two weeks. Good luck, Barbie. May your next lucky owner have a bottle of really good conditioner.
St. Vincent De Paul’s in Round Rock, near I35 and 620. Bery Pretty, Goodwill on 183 and Research.
2 Responses to “Not a Disney moment here”
I buy those dilapidated “brushable” heads whenever I see them at thrift stores. Then I decapitate them, gouge out their eyes, and mount the heads on glowsticks in my yard on Halloween. Nothing better to freak out the neighborhood kids.
That sounds…beautiful, really. I saw a number of brushable Disney celeb-du-jures today, now I know what to do with them!