I wasn’t allowed to have Barbies as a kid.
Turns out I still want them.
Jewelry by artist Margaux Lange via @ebertchicago.
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I wasn’t allowed to have Barbies as a kid.
Turns out I still want them.
Jewelry by artist Margaux Lange via @ebertchicago.
Mighty Girl 
Um.
I’m a little disturbed.
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Wow. I have a barbie I can send you:) She’s not dismembered though. I can’t compete with so much awesomeness.
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Hmn … recently saw a Barbie necklace holder: http://bit.ly/cLATvG
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More freaky than funky. And, ew!
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could barbie GET any better??? I think not!
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This is hilarious. I wasn’t allowed to have barbies as a kid, either. I wonder how that deprivation will manifest itself now… 🙂
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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.
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More freaky than funky. And, ew!
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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.
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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?
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Creepy. Familiar. Love it. Wish I could afford the smile necklace.
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Why weren’t you allowed to have a Barbie?
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I found this creepy.
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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.
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