So I told dh about my frustration with the boobs and likening myself to looking like skipper attacked barbie and stole her boobs.

He thought I meant THE skipper on Gilligans Island! Now THAT is a good mental picture!

It burns, it burns, aaaaaaaghhhhhhhh!

My fear is that I will end up looking like "floppy-boobed" Ken. Stay with me my babies (pats boobs).

Yeah, I broke the news to my husband last week, that "the girls," would be losing weight too (Geez, I would hope so - I'm a 52 DD, at goal I wouldn't be able to stand upright).

ennay~that's too funny. Actually, the first time I read it in the other thread, I kept wondering why you'd want to look like the Skipper. Then I remembered Barbie's little sister!!! LOL!!!

Argh! It always takes me AGES to get a joke. I was also confused thinking Skipper was Ken, when yes, in fact for our age group Skipper was indeed that younger gal. I had her doll. LOL! What a blast from the past.

Colleen, wow that is a lot to carry around up there. Hubby will just have to deal!

I was thinking the skipper from gilligan's island, I didn't quite get it. I forgot completely about barbie's sister skipper.

and yet noone asked me why I thought I looked like a bald fat man with huge boobs.

Actually, although I do still have hair (though it's thinning a little at top, which is scarying me) and if I didn't have a very (I think, and certainly hope) feminine face, I think I might look like a fat man with huge boobs.

OK, I'll bite. I just thought I was missing the joke as usual.

Well after all this is an inclusive and supportive site. Bald fat men with huge boobs and their look alikes are welcome.

It was a strange picture but I figured I must be missing the joke too. Still your dillema was noted.

Glad your cleared up that bizarre image though.

Maybe I should change my avatar to The Skipper.

Wasn't there a Skipper that you rotated her arm and she "blossomed" and you swung it the other way and she was pre-pubescent again? I think I still have that doll stored away somewhere.

Oh yes, I remember her very well. She was my chosen "prize" for passing the "station" in swimming lessons where I had to put my face under the water. When you rotated her arm, her boobies blossomed and she grew about 1/2"

I remember Mom wasn't too impressed with her, and when she actually saw her, said "are you sure you wan't THAT doll?" (I was probably 8 or 9 at most).
I think she must have shown me half a dozen other dolls trying to get me to change my mind.

I played with her until the wires popped out of her little boobies and she stopped being able to grow taller. I found one of her twins in great shape, but without the original clothes at a doll show about three years ago, and paid like $5.00 for her. I have since bought a few battered "Malibu barbies," and TNT Ballerina Barbies in ebay over the years, to rebuild some of my childhood collection. I'm not sure why, because I don't display them, and don't really consider myself a collector, but I love to recapture my childhood once in a while (at least if I can do it for under $10 - I'm really cheap)