The last Barbie...
This is the last Barbie. Shes beautiful. She has come a long way. There have been many barbies before her, and they all cut their hair, lost their legs and were chewed up by the cruel dog of life. She is an original. She will be mine forever.
She is my last barbie.
Happy 21st Babs, its been a good time for you and I. You'll always be in my childish heart. Driving your magled Ferrari without the seatbelts or the sidemirrors, or the windscreen, because I lost them, into the sunset... or at least into the coffee table.
