I LOVE IT. And seriously, my Ken had a fucked up arm that always fell off, so we offered support like “you’re just like the drummer from Def Leppard!”

My mom had a vintage Midge doll and we’d occasionally get to add her to the Barbie mix. Coincidentally, my mom also dated a guy whose nickname was Midge (he was not, in fact, a midget).

I agree that the range of skin color and hair texture is a HUGE win. Huge. I died when my mom got me one of the Barbie Rockers with dark brown hair because SHE looked like me. I grew up with these blonde friends who were the most popular girls in school and always wanted to be blonde. Getting dark haired dolls that…

I felt inadequate because my parents never bought me the Dream House, and one of the bitchiest girls in school had one and she ALWAYS bragged about it.

Ohhhh see we never did orgies as much as we always sent them on vacation.

YES.

Ditto. My mom is 1000% a feminist in the truest sense of the word. I grew up being drilled “Have your own job, your own friends, your own life, your own career. Be complete. Do NOT depend on a man to complete you.” And hell if I didn’t do all of those things before I got married.

Mine always lost his arm!!!!! WTF with Ken???

Maybe it’s just me, but I never looked at a Barbie doll and thought “I want to be that skinny with big boobs and a small butt.” Ever. I was a skinny, scrawny kid who grew up to be a curvy, big-boobed girl with an ass and hips. I don’t look back at my Barbie as some sort of “figure” I needed to achieve. I was just…

When I went, the tortillas tasted like wet paper towels.

I had Chipotle once. ONCE. There was zero flavor and everything tasted like bland bullshit. For a restaurant that has an air about itself as being “good”, it sucked.

If Trump becomes president, no doubt the taxpayers will be footing the bill for these poor girls’ therapy.

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH KARA!

BEST MOMENTS EVER in RW history. I loved Dan!

ORIGINAL San Fran (for which my husband auditioned for. he has yet to allow me to see the audition tape.) Boston, Miami, LA. Hawaii was good, but Amaya...ugh.

We should definitely be BFFs.

We must be soul sisters. I got a concussion when a taxi driver slammed on the brakes and i flew forward and hit my head on the partition. I slipped and fell in my sister’s kitchen on Christmas Day because I was walking. I bit my tongue so hard it bled because I sneezed too hard.

Have you tried regular vaseline? I use the teeny tiny vaseline lip therapy jar and it’s fantastic. I also use Kiehls Lip Balm 1. It’s $9, but it lasts forever, has SPF 15, and my lips rarely have an issue.

You have to break apart all 4 pieces THROUGH THE WRAPPER before you open it, to minimize chocolate melting on your fingers when you break it.

One thousand stars for you. Love, Dorothy.