When I grow up I want to be like…
I can vividly recall playing with Barbie when I was a child and admiring everything about her. Her closet was filled with the most amazing clothes, she lived in a house so perfect it was actually called the Dream House, and can we take a moment to admire her hair!?
Barbie offered me a lot growing up. She was an outlet for my creativity when playing ‘house’, she let me dress her up and assign her different identities, and she always had a smile on her face. But as I grew up Barbie wasn’t the woman I looked up to anymore.