Showing posts with label Barbie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Barbie. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Oh, Barbie, you spoiled child

What the heck? Barbie has a chartered jet? Or she can, if you buy it for her, for whatever the price may be.

I just discovered this on an ad for Black Friday goodness (or badness, depending on your views) at Kohl's, and it makes me think about the controversies surrounding Barbie and her friends and her penthouse suite and unrealistic figure and the blow up surrounding her boyfriend Ken (if they're still dating--I don't remember. Curses upon Blaine!)

So, how did Barbie get a jet? I know from magazines I received when I was little, being a fan of Barbie as I was, that she was a model. But she's an every girl's girl, too. She is a movie star, but she's also a doctor, a career woman, a teacher. And somehow she is able to afford a chartered jet? I grew up knowing I could get a car, someday--sure, maybe not a plastic pink one--but in an economy like this, are little girls going to grow up thinking it's easy to get a jet of their own--even if their parents can't afford the toy?

I'm all for dreaming, but something about this strikes me as ridiculous.

As does this link. Bella and Edward Barbies. The horror.