Skank Dolls Redux
I've been so busy this week doing blog graphics and a total blog re-design for Fidget that I haven't had time to write all that much. Of course, I'm still doing the blog-composing thing in the shower and before I fall asleep (Shut up. I know you do it, too) and I have all sorts of thoughts that don't involve sexual predators or baby clothes blues but just no time to put them together thus far.
That said, I've decided to dig through the archives to some of my grossly underappreciated posts from those early days when I got none to very few comments. Remember those days? Or was that just me that wrote to imaginary readers, fancying myself a scribe for the anonymous masses?
Anyway, I dug up a short but sweet post about something that seems to chafe a lot of mommy ass. (That's right. I called you a MOMMY) Actually, I've also read a few blog posts from Dads on this topic so I guess it chafes some daddy ass, too.
Someone gave my daughter a "My Scene" doll for her birthday. They're kind of like the Barbie version of Bratz dolls, which I detest. I'm just not interested in those weird, giant-eyed, hoochie mama dolls as toys for my five yr old daughter. Maybe when she's thirty. Or when George Bush learns to pronounce "nuclear."
Seriously...I don't know if I'm just twisted or what but I'm telling you, this doll looks like a hooker or possibly a drag queen. So naturally, my daughter finds her far more interesting than any of her eight million Barbies. Her platform stripper shoes are also of keen interest. I don't know... I'm fairly open-minded but I think "Madison" just might have to have a garbage disposal accident or something.
And forget all that unsexy diaper business... Baby Bratz Dolls now come with their Very Own Thong. Phew! I was wondering where I was going to get a tiny doll-sized thong. Thank God someone is considering parents for a change.
Now wasn't that worth recycling? It just doesn't make sense to let perfectly good posts go to waste. There are kids in China that have never even HAD a good post about hoochie dolls and their thong-wearing siblings. Please. Think of the children.
And now, according to CitySlickerMom , it's "Hump Day Link Share/Link Where?" and never one to pass on the fun, I've decided to play along so in addition to all the fine blogs in my bookmarks, Blogroll and Bloglines, here are a few I've been digging.
Supafine, Life O' Pie and Hipster Mom.