BARBIE’S MEASUREMENTS ARE
THAT’S WHY WE GAVE HER A BAD HAIRCUT
This birthday card called out to me in Paper Source. I laughed out loud. My sister and I spent many hours perfecting our hairdressing skills during childhood. I preferred a more subtle approach, inching the blades upwards in considered increments. She adopted a chop-and-see technique that often resulted in an asymmetric cut that was way ahead of its time.
But we had no vendetta with Barbie – or Sindy, as the British equivalent was called. Sindy had more realistic proportions, a plumper face, and generally less striking features. Considered the girl-next-door to her stateside cousin, to us she was the epitome of glamor.
My sister still retains an affinity with those days of dolls and role playing, for her favorite color is pink. Her wardrobe is full of it, her electronics are coated with it, and her house is filled with as much of it as her husband will bear. So once again I’m channelling pink in the birthday wrapping, adhering to her motto: you can never have too much pink.