#51 Barbie Time!

Is this photo creepy?
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​At 57 I am wearing a ponytail and playing with dolls!  That's like a Hitchcock movie. However, it's not quite as creepy as the time I watched a man, stop in the plaza in front of The Alamo and pull a Barbie out of a briefcase.  He seemed dead serious as he photographed her in front of the Texas landmark.

But I have a good excuse.  I'm trying to reach my goal of celebrating the 1950's in 57 ways... before April 9!  And Barbie was born in 1959, so why not have a little fun. Actually my ponytailed Barbie disappeared over the years, but I was able to find the old suitcase holding my (less glam) Midge Doll.  She doesn't have Barbie's sexy pout, but she fits Barbie's swimsuit just fine.  I'm glad to say I am also the keeper of my sister's Ken Doll. He may be losing his felt hair, but he still looks fine in his red trunks, terrycloth coverup and green swim flippers!   

Mom, thanks for never throwing anything away.  I had a mighty fun time!