We took playing Barbies seriously!
Leslie and I had our own unwritten rules for the way we played. For example; the dialogue could not commence until the house was perfectly set (with furniture we had made out of boxes), but most importantly, NO parents were privy to listen in on our dialogue, as this was our own private world!
The first Barbies I owned were hand~me~downs, a gift from my cousin. One was an original 1959 doll with a blond pony, the other had a brunette bubble cut. I spent countless hours makes clothes and furniture and the like.
One Christmas, Santa brought me an amazing gift! It was a mesh bag filled with all sorts of tiny food and wine bottles and little boxes of European crackers and other delights. They were in the appropriate scale for Barbie to use in her kitchen and oh man how I adored these little foodstuffs!
My mother purchased them at one of my all time favorite stores! Cost Plus in San Francisco at Fisherman's Wharf. This place was big and filled to the brim with all sorts of interesting finds from around the world. Today it has morphed into the store you may know, called Cost Plus~World Market.
When I turned nine or ten, all of a sudden I started to grow up inside. One day I'd dream of wearing lipsick then the next, I'd run outside and play hopscotch. I would long for a bra, but the following day, build a fort with my friends. One fateful day I made the monumental decision that I had grown up and proceeded to give all of my Barbies and their accessories (including the mini food) to a little neighbor girl, Adrian.
Have you ever given something away, then had regrets afterwards?
A few days passed by then like clockwork, I missed my Barbies. When I realized my neighbor didn't cherish my things, it made me even long for them more. It wasn't just the Barbies, but those little tiny boxes of food I had surrendered. Ever since, I have regretted my decision but long since have forgotten until:
Flash Forward:
Jenny Fillius, a blogging sister (not knowing any of the story above), sent the most amazing surprise package filled with hundreds of mini foods and packages of crackers and toasters and wine bottles and glasses ! You name it! It made me tear up as I opened the box filled with little goodies, because much of my life, I've been longing for this pantry of mini's and they finally made it back to me! Funny how when you really wish for something it will manifest, even after fourty years!
Once Jenny told me she was good at finding things that people want. Well, she is!
Now, I've shared some of my little treasures with my Goddaughter. I've sent anonymous miniature love letters from Ken to Ms. Barbie Dahl. Of course there are yummy treasures coordinated included in with the letters.
It's fun to share and pass on the Happy Surprise!
Thank you Jenny!
These little foods and accouterments are created by the Japanese Company: Re Ment
