We have a lot of Barbies. A LOT. We also have a Glamour Jet, a Glamour Camper, a late model Ford Mustang and a couple 2 seaters of which I’m not real clear on their make and model. Additionally, we have an impressive amount of furniture and appliances and enough clothes that we could probably start our own Barbie Consignment Store.
Playing barbies keeps the girls in the basement and away from us. Although it does sometime put them at each other’s throats. But that’s how they learn negotiating and conflict resolution skills. The only real problem we have, other than providing enough storage space for the barbies and their stuff, is the girls consistently cleaning the “houses” they build for their barbies. When things aren’t going well in the barbie neighborhood its usually pretty evident as we can hear the disputes through the floor vents. The only thing that sometimes is a bit disconcerting is when Bailey is down there alone playing…and a conflict arises. Evidently in the make-believe world that Bails constructs among her barbies is a plethora neighborhood quarrles. The barbies clash over outfit coordination skills and even break out full in debate over the use of the Glamour Camper. Can’t really tell if the Camper is owned by a single barbie or it’s a time-share. Little hazy on that.
There is also the fact that sometimes the Liv Dolls either show up uninvited or they move into the neighborhood. Kinda like Husker fans. Or Obama volunteers. Turns out the Liv Dolls and the barbies are kinda like Mr. Roper and Jack Tripper. Can they get along? Sure. Do they get along? Not all the time.
Anyway, recently there appears to have been a disagreement that got out of hand.
Yes, that is a picture of a barbie in the basement fridge. She’s sleeping with Sprite cans as it were. No word on possible involvement of the Liv Dolls. Background checks haven’t been made public as far as I know.
Early speculation is focused on the boy barbies. Now we only have three barbie dolls that are boys. None of them own black suits, fedoras or Thompson submachine guns. None of them are named Sonny, Big Paulie, Skinny Joey, Petey Boxcars or Jimmy “Two Fingers” Malone. But one of them literally no longer has his head. So I’m not saying..but I’m just saying…
What exactly the barbie on ice did or said has not been determined by local barbie law enforcement. But its still unclear if Five-O is cahooting with undesirables in the barbie underworld. So that may never be determined.
The ugly underbelly of barbie society sometimes shows itself in unfortunate ways. No suspects yet. Well as least as far as I know. But none of the barbies are really talking…