Mar
22
2010
And a Dreamhouse Too
I wasn’t allowed to have Barbies as a kid.
Turns out I still want them.
Jewelry by artist Margaux Lange via @ebertchicago.
I wasn’t allowed to have Barbies as a kid.
Turns out I still want them.
Jewelry by artist Margaux Lange via @ebertchicago.
Um.
I’m a little disturbed.
Wow. I have a barbie I can send you:) She’s not dismembered though. I can’t compete with so much awesomeness.
Hmn … recently saw a Barbie necklace holder: http://bit.ly/cLATvG
More freaky than funky. And, ew!
could barbie GET any better??? I think not!
This is hilarious. I wasn’t allowed to have barbies as a kid, either. I wonder how that deprivation will manifest itself now…
I was allowed one Barbie as a kid. She only had one leg and my mom named her Amy Amputee. I think wherever she is now, little Amy will rest better tonight, knowing she moved fashion an inch forward.
More freaky than funky. And, ew!
Wow…like jewelry made by someone’s pesky little brother who used to destroy Barbies and has since ‘come out’ and discovered his crafty side.
Still…creepy.
I love them. Honestly.
I looked them up to find out how much they run for, and one little necklace is over $250.
Maybe we can make them?
Creepy. Familiar. Love it. Wish I could afford the smile necklace.
Why weren’t you allowed to have a Barbie?
I found this creepy.
I didn’t have them either, but by the time my sister came around and reached the Barbie-yearning age, my mom caved. I proceeded to give them all asymmetric bobs.