Alongside my Ramona Quimby and Trixie Beldon books, I also kept a collection of Barbie dolls and clothes. What remains are the dolls and clothes I wasn't able to sell at a Sunday morning swap meet in my late teens. What remains was probably considered daggy in the early 90s so no one wanted it.
Today, what remains is vintage. I'm kicking myself for selling the rest of the collection.
Vintage: this is a mixed blessing really. For not only does it mean I now own some pretty original Barbie fashions from the 1960s through to the 1980s, but it also means that my childhood was about three decades ago, so my toys may now qualify for the moniker 'antique'.
Many of these dresses were hand made by my aunty and mum. And I can pretty much guarantee that you can't get outfits like this anymore.
A little bit of Mad Men...
Perhaps the most telling part of my collection is the box it is has been stored in for the past 20+ years.
This state of the art tape cassette was a gift from my parents who had been overseas. It weighed about 4 kilos and its major selling point was the fact that it could play both sides of a cassette without needing to eject and turn it over. I remember listening to Abba and Little River Band on it while I was doing the vacuuming. Good times.
*These rather dapper poses are not necessarily because I am trying to portray Barbie as an active jogger or dancer... These clothes are 20+ years old and some are beginning to fall apart (not helped by Miss 4 year old being a tad rough trying to dress her 'new' dolls...) no I have had to pose them like this to prevent too much exposure of plastic booby.