Sooo…. I’m 39 as of yesterday. I’m not saying I’m old but I remember being young, as in 9 years young, and pretending my Barbie was 30. She had it all together, her dream wardrobe, her dream house and her dream car – all in Barbie pink. And not to mention her very own Ken.
She was an astronaut, a Rocker, a diva, later a doctor, but always a fashion icon. She was my inspiration. I just assumed she was 30 because that was so old to me.
I still have one Barbie but these days she is in her box on a shelf, in her Vera Wang collection edition wedding gown. I guess my 9 year old self would be ashamed of how old I am.
No, I don’t feel old. I’m young at heart and so much wiser now. Wise enough to keep Barbie in her box and be my own inspiration.