I don't know where Barbie came from, she just appeared one Christmas. It wasn't mum, mum bought me The Bionic Woman and dad bought me a bike. Barbie was everything i wasn't, I was a scruffy little tomboy with a dirty face and Barbie was.....well Barbie was Barbie. I didn't know what to do with her, so I stripped her naked and dumped her in the back of my Tonka truck. A short while later Ken arrived, probably for my birthday in March. I hated Ken- I tried to flush him down the toilet but not before dressing Barbie in his clothes and cutting off all her hair........make of that what you will!