So Jen and I are in Super Wal-Mart at lunch, buying stuff for the family from the battered women's shelter that we've adopted this holiday season. We did this last year, too - Pam P. organizes everything, then people donate money or items on the wish lists of the mom and her kids.
So we're in Wal-Mart and one of the things on the 9-year-old girl's wish list is something called "Bratz" and specifically this girl wants "Bratz - Hispanic." Well okay then! Jen and I hit the doll aisle and we find the Bratz section.
Ever seen these dolls? Apparently they're wildly popular with the 'tween set, and wouldn't you know it, they're all dressed like hoochie mamas! Hot pants and hair extentions and fuck-me boots, oh my!
And they've all got names like Yasmin and Jade and Cloe (yes, weirdly spelled), and the boy Bratz have names like Koby and Dylan and Cameron. Of course they do.
So anyway, right now Jen and I are deciding which Bratz we want to be for the holiday party, courtesy of Amazon.com's selection of dolls. I'm going to be Formal Funk Dana.
And then I notice that ... THEIR FEET COME OFF.
You don't change their shoes, like we always did with Barbie - you change their ENTIRE FOOT.
Don't believe me? Click the second photo on the page that I've linked up there. TWO DIFFERENT SETS OF FEET.
I just find this incredibly disturbing for some reason. Besides, every girl knows that one of the best parts of dressing up Barbie was the high heels and boots that she wore.Posted by Julie on November 6, 2003 03:39 PM to the category Day In the Life