Last night at the high school football game, the homecoming princesses marched out to the balloon arch with their princes in the freezing cold, wearing spikey high heels and short little spaghetti strap dresses and tiaras. They looked like Barbie dolls shivering in the icy air.
Barbie dolls came on the scene when I was about 10, and my mother wouldn't let me have one. And there is no way I would have stood out there in the cold, even if I were homecoming queen.
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