Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


It came from a retro green suitcase

While trying to find ways to entertain my daughter while I recovered from surgery, my dad found an old green 1970s-era suitcase in his storage barn.

Many memories came out of that suitcase. Memories from my days as a girl with hair down to my ass playing with my Barbie dolls.

And, so it begins: finding Barbie shoes all over the house.

Mom gave Stinkerbelle my old Barbies, their shoes and vintage 70s clothes, too. There is a pair of pink bellbottoms with groovy flowers all over them and a long plaid coat. I think there is a pair of plaid capri pants that are probably from the 60s. Many of my Barbie accessories were hand-me-downs from my cousin who was 10 years older than me. Their is even an Evil Knieval doll outfit in there. This is but one small selection of the plethora of stuff I had, but to Stinkerbelle it is a treasure.

I dread stepping on a Barbie high heel at 2 a.m.


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