This made my day yesterday:
My cute-as-pie, naughty-as-hell neighbour sitting on my kitchen steps with his new favourite toy, a plastic doll. Well, it’s not NEW new, given that it’s arms, legs, body and head aren’t connected to each other any more. But. somehow, it still manages to blast out the Barbie song.
I’m a Barbie girl, in Barbie wooorld, life’s fantasic, when you’re plastic…Come on Barbie, let’s go parrrty!
I was not expecting to hear the super wonderful and powerfully lyric-ed Barbie song in this neck of the woods. What magical blast from the past. 1997 to be precise. Was that really 12 years ago??