old news: Barbie rides high on the hog

I was out yardsaleing last week,and found poor tossed to the curb "Barbie" in a box of other long forgotten pastiche marked 50 cents. Now how, dear readers, could I pass on a bargain such as that.
"Barbie" was my first real doll. I fact my live away father gave me one for my birthday the first year they hit the market. Much to my mothers chagrin. She voiced her horror over the long distance wires using words my 8 year old ears rarely ever heard. At least popping out of her mouth.
I am certain my father had know idea. Some charming toy sales lady most likely assured him that in 1960 "Barbie" was a must have for every little girls cache of wonderful toys. Boy howdy. I was mesmerized. Couldn't take my eyes off of her. Blond Pony and high heals and ... BOOBS. There was no going back. No more baby toys for me. Move over "Betsy Wetsy" theres a new doll in town.

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