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My.Daily.Distraction ~ Post 55: The Barbie Days Of Summer

13 Saturday Dec 2014

Posted by duckykoren in Barbies, Children, fashion, haute couture, Toys

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Barbies, Clothes, crochet, dogs, fashion, hair, play, sewing, sharing, Shoes, suitcases, summer, Toys

Now that the toy buying season is upon us, for the last little while I have been thinking about how much I enjoyed playing with Barbies.

How wonderful was that?

It was a very good feeling when you popped open your Barbie Suitcase or emptied your bag on an outstretched blanket in the middle of the park. Remember the instant effusion of fashion, colour and fun?

Do you recall the little mini Barbie fashion magazines that came with an official clothing purchase? That was my very first introduction to haute couture. I was only four years old.

There were a few lucky girls who had acquired all things Barbie thanks to their affluent family ties. However, most of us had a tolerable amount of Barbie clothes.

And then there was the communal wedding dress…

There was one credo though, that was shared by us all, whether you came from an affluent family or not. And that was…..

…no Barbie should ever have to go naked!

Naked Barbies were a very sad and sorry sight, (unless they were in the process of being changed of course.)

And still to this day, the thought of being able to find only one Barbie shoe still makes me very sad.

It was surprising at how far girls could stretch and manipulate a very limited amount of Barbie clothes. When times were desperate I would take to needle & thread, crochet hook, even fabric remnants and craft Barbie fashions of my own.

Indeed, I remember times when a new Barbie initiate had only a swimsuit or single dress in her possession, then we would rummage through our bags for bits and pieces of garb that we were willing to part with. Mind you, these would tend to be well worn, and most likely in need of several stitches, but nevertheless, these small tokens were welcomed by the needy recipients.

I’ve lost track of what Barbie is up to these days, but I have no doubt that her figure is still perfect and that she has not developed the obligatory grey hair and other challenges that come with age.

I am happy to report that I still have my original Barbie doll given to me way back in the early sixties. She’s a bit scarred here and there mind you. Her red bouffant hair has regrettably, had a bit of a trim, and her left hand has lost a finger thanks to one of our former dogs, Mr. Itchy. Otherwise, she is good….

…better than me in fact.

P.S. My Barbie is currently as naked as the proverbial jay bird.

Any and all donations are welcome!

P.S. (Sigh… I’ll save my darker thoughts on 1960’s brainwashing, gender assumptions and society’s insistence that young unsuspecting girls adhere to conformity for another day.)

My.Daily.Distraction ~ Part 32: Klose Encounters Of The Klingon Kind

23 Sunday Nov 2014

Posted by duckykoren in Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Science Fiction, Star Trek, Television

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Aliens, Barbies, Blood Wine, Borg, Comic Con, Conventions, Costumes, Elevators, Fair, Fantasy, Kalis, Karaoke, Kiosks, Klingons, Movies, Science, Science Fiction, Songs Teddy Bear, Space, Star Trek, Television, Toronto, Vendors, Weapons

I had a close encounter with a nasty klingon at a Star Trek Convention in Toronto several years ago.

Usually, I’ve always enjoyed attending these insane gatherings, the epoch of all things geek and nerd. (I can say that without malice because I am proud to count myself among them.)

The costumes are never disappointing. They are always visually stunning and realistic.

Upon arrival, I found myself getting into an elevator with three Borg. Every detail was perfect.

I got chills.

Signing in, I had to wait in line with creatures from one end of the universe to the other. It was quite hard not to stare, or even know what not to stare at.

Then there was the Klingon Karaoke Event. Let me say, that you have not lived until you’ve seen Klingons drunk on Blood Wine up at the microphone singing “I Just Wanna Be Your Teddy Bear.”

Then, they really brought the house down with “I’m a Barbie Girl.”

Part of the ritualistic experience is the Vendor’s Fair.

Wandering from one kiosk to another, I suddenly found myself surrounded by Klingon Bat’leths, Daqtaghs and other fine weaponry worthy of Kalis himself.

Behind the counter watching me intently with his arms folded across his chest was a massive and utterly imposing Klingon Warrior. Next to him was his equally impressive and busty female companion.

Trying to ignore them, I took my time admiring the jewelry, sashes, uniforms, books and of course, the weaponry.

Running out of patience and obviously eager for a sale, the male Klingon suddenly lunged at me.

With his face only inches from mine he roared….

“BUY …..

…..OR DIE!”

I did neither, and managed to get to safety.

Obviously his barktlh was worse than his biteska.

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