Cleaning the attic has brought out not only memories but treasures. I've been wanting to give these to Sarah for a while but since my mom’s attic was mass confusion… Ok, I’m over that, sorry.
Here are MY Barbies. Her hair isn’t the prettiest anymore but at least she still has her figure. Ken (I think) still looks good in his leisure suit. Steve laughed at the whole leisure suit idea but hey, I was a kid in the 70’s!
I am sort of rethinking the whole idea of Sarah having them. Tonight, she stepped on one of the other dolls and broke her leg right in half. Maybe these are better left in the attic for Sarah to find in another 30 years. Who knows, I may have a fortune here and don’t even know it. Nah, I doubt it.
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