Good ol’ Barbie, she loved to talk on the phone, cheer, and fancy herself a princess. While she didn’t exactly shatter the glass ceiling by advancing the cause of feminism through her shallow pursuits, she didn’t aim to eliminate youthful exuberance by saddling it with the reality of adult problems either. Enter the Pole Dancer Doll.
Think about all of the Betsy Wetsies that simulate the responsibility of motherhood for children, in effect causing them to aspire to have their own young ones because they’re so good at shoving a baby bottle into a plastic mouth while remaining woefully ignorant of just how difficult parenting may actually be. It seems only natural then that little girls who romanticize about pregnancy at such an early age should also start falling in love with the things they’re going to have to do in support of said bundle of love.
That’s right, now there’s a doll for little girls who have already aspired to get knocked up by prince charming or that guy who won’t get a DNA test live on Maury, but still need to learn about how they’re going to pay for all of the formula, diapers and doctor visits. The doll allows little girls the opportunity to simulate their favorite Miley Cyrus Teen Choice Award moves and work out a routine for when they’re going by the name Sapphire and are performing on the main stage at PT’s Playhouse in Reno. The only downside to the doll is that toy stores require that you pay for it in crumpled up singles.
i can’t believe this.