I loved Barbie dolls. There are some people who think they do more harm than good (namely the League of Uptight People), but I never recall wanting to look like her — which, at 5 years old, asian, and with the bowl cut, I didn’t even come close — I just wanted her clothes.
I loved the sparkly dresses and the colorful heels. I loved braiding her hair. I REALLY, really wanted the naked bathtub Barbie that came with a can of foam that you used to make her a foamy dress.
I would wake up in the morning and say, “Today Barbie is going to a party.” They’d dress up, and all the other disproportionately large (a dalmatian plush 5x her size) and disproportionately small (polly pocket girls, 1.5″ tall) toys would all congregate into one big mess in the living room.
My least favorite part of playing with Barbies was the clean-up. I wished they’d just walk back into the bin themselves. My mom was always yelling at me for that (“WHY are these still HERE?!”).
These were so fun to make! I used the drop icing method for all of the circular cookies, where you pipe the design on a sheet of wax paper first. I had the hardest time with the letter B; I think I broke 4 or 5 of them before I got the hang of it peeling it off the paper.
Everyone has a favorite childhood toy..I think mine were Barbies. And Polly Pockets (they don’t make them the same anymore! The dolls are ginormous! I guess the ones from back then can be a choking hazard).