Sandy Supposes....

Barbie theBeautiful

PROMPT:Creation Saturday! Did you have a favourite stuffed animal( or toy) when you were younger? Give it an interesting origin story. Tell us what it did in its life before he/she met you and became your pal.

          My childhood pal has the original poker face. Some might describe her as a little stiff, and inflexible. These were admirable, sought after traits for Barbara Millicent a girl -who-made-good from Willow , Wisconsin.          

Before we met, she left home for the bright lights of New York City, and never looked back. Barbie had a dream. She was fearless, and eager to meet all the world had to offer. Fashion was her passion. Her long legs stretched impossibly to her armpits, perfect for strutting on catwalks. Yes, this small -town girl embraced life as a teen model. She revelled in sashaying while doffed in all manner of designer clothing.

         As she made a name for herself, Barbie adopted the non-stop lifestyle of a jet-setting super model. Being a clothes horse guaranteed runways in London, Paris, and Milan. She learned to ski in the Alps. She yachted on the Riviera. Life was glamorous and fun.

         In time, her name became synonymous with high fashion, and anyone who was anyone recognized her name. That name also earned its own honourary colour, Barbie pink.

         Many attempted to copy her trademark posture, and unblinking poses, but failed. No other model could smile unflinchingly, 24/7 like Barbie.

         Fast forward several years, and Barbie shadowed me. Whether tumbling from my bike, snagging her luxurious locks in my jacket zipper, sweltering uncomplaining in a fur coat in July, dripping in sticky dog slobber, or suffocating under a toss of blankets , Barbie never blinked. She never said no, no matter what I decided we were going to do. Barbie the Beautiful befriended me.