Being the thrifty bitch that I am, I purchased a Barbie book written in 1964. It was worth the 2 bucks. Heres a little snippet.
"Barbie didn't know whether to be glad or sorry when Ken was offered an exciting job that would take him to a distant city. Ken couldn't make up his mind, either...until another girl tried to do it for him!"
Oh shit. Some whore is moving in on Barbie's man. That's okay Ken was most likely using Barbie as his "beard" anyway. And she doesn't seem to bright, so she probably wouldn't have a clue about this other "girl" if were happening right in front of her.
I cant believe my mom bought me Barbies. What kind of message does that send to a half Mexican brown haired brown eyed girl with curly hair? I did learn how to cut hair on my Barbies though, most of them had a stylish mullet or butch haircut, so I guess they weren't a complete waste of my moms money.