My Job = Good

Sometimes I really like working at the toy store. Especially since today I plunked down twenty five bucks to get this:



I love this doll. So much. I mean Dorothy and Glinda are cute enough, I guess, but this doll is positively gorgeous. I particularly enjoy her facial features, they're less "cute" than Barbie faces usually tend to be. I particularly like that nose.

And she's green. How awesome is that? I've wanted a green barbie doll since I was six years old! And now I have one!

Seriously, this doll is so beautiful I actually felt a pang of guilt taking her out of the box. And that never happens to me! I don't believe in collecting dolls and leaving them in a box, if I wanted pretty things to look at I'd collect posters. This doll is for dressing up in a pink mini-dress and wielding a gi-joe's semi-automatic rifle damnit.

Or in this case, a magenta kimono and a lightsaber. But still.

Now I really wish I could sew though. I'd totally make her a She-Hulk and Jade costume. That'd be cool!

Most of all though, I'm still on the "OMG! GREEN BARBIE DOLL!!!" kick.

Yeah, I'm not getting anything constructive done tonight. My inner nine year old girl is calling...

(I swiped that particular image from Amazon.com)