for some reason i cannot quite figure out, i spent a good part of today thinking about rainbow brite, which led me to thinking about popples and the smurfs and other such girlie things i liked when i was wee. all of a sudden i remember jem! and wanting to be her. and collecting those lil smelly strawberry shortcake dolls. they smelled! do you even fucking remember rainbow brite? she was like, creepy but so awesome when i was about 4.
in fact, i have a vague recollection that somewhere out there, there just might be pictures of me when i was but a wee one dressed as both rainbow brite & strawberry shortcake. for halloweenie, of course. and i do know that my 2nd birthday party was a smurfs birthday party.
and i also know that all of this is horribly embarrassing and i will probably have to drink excessively to repress all of this once again. more importantly, i blame my mother for the strawberry shortcake costume, cuz fuck that. strawberry shortcake was a freaking pussy, rainbow brite had these crazy little furry creatures that did her bidding, and a horribly arrogant talking horse. i hope she ate the horse.
