I still haven’t finished my thoughts about Barbie. Is she a suitable role model for young girls, or is she the Devil in high heels?
She only comes in blonde. She only comes in a size 2. She doesn’t age, and she wears mini skirts that don’t even cover her bottom. I don’t think she’s into family values. Sure, she holds a steady job, but other than throwing parties for her friends in the Dream House, she’s not known to share the wealth. She’s completely self-absorbed in her Malibu world, and the only thing I can find about her that’s down-to-earth is she’s known to go camping.
Barbie appears sweet and innocent, but she’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Shouldn’t I just eradicate Barbie from my house right now? Shouldn’t I protect my girls from this ungodly woman?
Come to think of it, I used to love to play with Barbie. She was my favorite toy, and my most memorable Christmas is the Barbie Town House with the three-story elevator. My mother never banned Barbie, and if she had I would have wanted to play with her all the more. Sure, I went through a phase when I wore those tacky mini-skirts, but I never died my hair blonde or tried to escape to Malibu.
So, instead of worrying about Barbie, I’m going to tackle more important issues with my girls. It’s all about picking the battles (and I’ve got bigger fish to fry).
Any Barbie fans out there? No disrespect, I really didn’t mean to compare her to the Devil.