Growing up I played with Barbie’s and stripped naked every
single one. I’m not sure why I denied Barbie clothes (especially when it was 2
degrees,) but I did. Barbie owned elegant evening gowns, sportswear and
appropriate cold weather attire, all which hung neatly in her closet. There were
times, depending on the story line I created for her that I’d dress her for her
stage debut, but once her scene was over I’d undress her and hang the clothes
back in the closet.
Looking back now, I realize the difference about Barbie’s
closet and my closet is she didn’t need a sorting system for her clothes. She was
able to wear all her clothes, all the time. In my closet I have a ‘Fit and wear
now’ section. I also have a ‘Don’t fit – ate too many donuts’ section. I also
have a ‘What in the world was I thinking when I bought it’ section. And in the way,
way back, waiting to be worn, I have the ‘Illusion’ section. This section
consists of clothes I bought thanks to the model in a magazine that was
airbrushed, 6 feet, 2 inches and weighed 90 pounds. I look at those clothes and
think they were just like buying clothes for my Barbie – a waste of money.
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