Barbies are A Thing around here, which is to say I find naked Barbie dolls doing weird things essentially every day. But you knew that because I've already mentioned the Wedding Adventure, the time Mermaid Barbie infringed on Pocahontas' territory, and what happens to boys around these parts. Just know that I could absolutely post daily about the shenanigans that happen around here with Barbie. EASILY.
While the various misadventures of Barbie are a bit . . . uh . . . disturbing, they are also par for the course when you live with a little girl. So, I don't pay much attention to it all.
But when I was asked for ideas for a gift for Alexis for one of our Christmas exchanges, I knew that staying in the Barbie family would be a very safe idea. She was sure to love the gift and it would be easy for the buyer to stay within the budget guidelines.
In what I thought was a stroke of genius, I suggested that a little testosterone might be good. There actually weren't any true Ken dolls in this house at the time. Instead, there were a few Disney princes who had long ago lost their clothes and their dignity. There was no risk of buying something Alexis already had, and I was really ready to break up the constant stream of naked girls piled on top of each.
I'm not kidding. That's a thing around here.
See? That awkward mess could possibly benefit from a little testosterone of the plastic oddly-jointed variety.
There was, of course, just one problem. I hadn't actually looked at any Ken dolls lately.
Ummm . . . what happened to Ken?
Even Adam Lambert would be all, "Dude, lay off the manliner."
". . . And the hair products."
I wasn't a Barbie girl when I was Alexis' age, but I'm pretty sure Ken wasn't so heavy into the makeup and hair products back then. Actually, I'm certain of it. Somewhere along the line, Ken seems to have lost a bit of his . . . edge.
And bought himself a pair of manpris.
I suddenly understand EXACTLY why Barbie and Ken broke up.
It's a good thing Alexis got two Ken dolls for Christmas, now isn't it?