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Barbies
When did you get your first Barbie? I think I got mine when I was 8. I think my niece started getting them when she was 4. It seems so young to me. What does a 5 y/o kid need to have a doll with giant boobs and stripper heels for? I kind of want to be the hippy dippy parent that doesn't let her kid have guns or Barbies.
In related news, she has named her Barbie "Algae," which is kind of hilarious.
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Hmmm, I don't remember when I got my first Barbie exactly. I had an older sister, so I probably had them around earlier because they were hers. She had a Barbie that could wink and came with a stamp.
Thinking back, I remember playing with them when I was in 1st grade, so I at least had them around by the time I was 6.
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I can't even tell you how old I was. I would guess under 6. Most likely, my sister had them and I just started playing with them. She never had any interest in any sort of doll, but I sure did.
My mom had one that she gave to me. It was one when Barbie first came out. My mom was in her late teens at the time and a family member gave it to her. She was very "WTF" about getting a doll in her teens. So, she stashed it away, and now I have it in my little collection, along with a Retro Bowling Barbie, Poison Ivy Barbie, and Wonder Woman Barbie. Yes, I am admitting to the fact that I currently have a Barbie collection and it was on display in my house until it went on the market.
Now guns? I do not want my kids to play with any sort of object that resembles a gun. That is how we were raised. My mom was always very cautious to even let us play with water guns when we were older.
My H on the other hand was given a bb gun when he was way too young. He ended up killing a bird (my H won't even kill spiders now). However, he likes to say that he will get Andy a bb gun when he is older. I think he is just foffing with me, but if he does one day show up with a bb gun, we will have words...and the thing will end up in the trash.
I'm not sure, but younger than 8. Probably around 6. I was much more interested in Skipper and Staci though. Wasn't there one that grew boobs when you pumped her arm?
I wish Barbie had a more realistic body, but I don't have a problem with her having boobs. Women have boobs. The high heel shaped feet are a much bigger annoyance. Barbie never wants to wear flats?
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I was probably around the same age. My only basis for this is that there are pictures of me building block furniture with my dad for my barbie so it was pre-divorce, so I'm gonna go with 4.
And I'm actually agreeing with Fallin on this. I don't think I or any of my friends even thought about the boobs or stripper heels. It was just a doll that was a grown-up so she was different than our baby dolls and stuffed animals.
Granted, by the time I was 8, Barbie and Ken were gettin it on, but I don't attribute that to having a barbie too early.
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I had that barbie! and like others have said I probably started playing with them well before 8 because I had older sisters who played with them.
I'm sure this will shock you, but my son had a bow and bb guns. He doesn't use either of them presently
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I got them pretty young, 4 or 5. I played both normally and sociopathically with them. My very first one has hair that is cut short then ironed/melted to her head, and her feet are chewed off.
I think the pink packaging makes them seem girlier than they are. I used them to role play adult lives with jobs and families, and paid no attention to the fashion elements.
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Now that I think about it, there is a picture of me on my first birthday with a ballerina Barbie sitting next to me. So, I guess I was under one.
I do not consider myself a girlie girl. I sure as $hit don't know one thing about fashion, nor do I give enough of a $hit to actually put myself together in the morning (comments about "not work appropriate," yeah, I myself am not work appropriate).
While I certainly did the role playing thing - this is what it is like to be an adult thing - I also would eff them right on up. I had one that I colored with markers, chopped off all of her hair, and stuck pins all through her. In hindsight, I am surprised it didn't frighten my parents. Although, this was in my later childhood years. This was really the precursor to my experimentation with "feminist art." Barbie did play quite the roll in many of my photo projects in college.
I think I started getting Barbies around 4 or so - I remember bringing one to nursery school and a mean boy stole her and cut off all her hair.
I also remember bringing one along with me to dinner with my parents when I was pretty young (probably around 6?) and getting in major trouble because while my parents were talking amongst themselves, I decided that Barbie's hair needed a fire treatment. So I stuck her head in the candle on the table. Fun fact: Barbies are pretty flammable. Upon learning this tidbit, I put my flaming Barbie down on the table, setting the table cloth on fire. I don't think we were allowed back in that restaurant for a while.
I suppose you're right. My niece is into princesses and Barbies and it all seems weird to me because I was mostly a tomboy. I think when I played with the two Barbies I had they wrestled (because I was very into WWF wrestling as a 9 y/o, wtf), and I know I gave one of them a haircut enough times that she eventually ended up with lesbian hair.