Let’s go, Barbie
Conservatives are big mad over the big movie about some little dolls When my twin sister and I were in the third grade, a large, wrapped present sat under our grandma’s Christmas tree for at least a week before Christmas.
My mom told us that the gift was a vacuum for our grandma, and we did not question it. But when Christmas Day arrived, it turned out that the vacuum was actually a Barbie Dreamhouse.
A gift for me and my sister — who weren’t exactly Barbie-type girls. Thankfully this was before everything Barbie became pink, or my sister and I might have rejected it outright.
I remember the house having a dark orange roof with yellow and white accents. We also got WWF wrestling figures that Christmas, and the Barbie Dreamhouse soon became a club house for Hulk Hogan, Andre the Giant, Greg The Hammer Valentine and Brutus Beefcake.
