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March 23 2007: Camberwell Barbie

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This yuppie Barbie comes with your choice of BMW convertible or Hummer. Included are her own cappucino cup, credit card, and country club membership. (external link)

I’m from Camberwell. Does this mean that I’m a glammed-up, prosperous-looking, country-club, convertible-driving yuppie…despite the fact I prefer lattes to cappucinos?

4 Responses to “Camberwell Barbie”

  1. hahaha. it’s like watching a commercial of “The O.C.” and then looking at myself and the people around me :P

    my Barbies were always princesses or something *shruggs*

    marilyn on March 23 2007 #

  2. That’s not hot enough to be a Barbie. :(

    Amber on March 24 2007 #

  3. We-ell… I’m sure your gender can’t really be changed back and fro that easily. Aside that, the gadgets are pretty impressive, so who cares what you are as long as you have those. :D

    Vera on March 24 2007 #

  4. I’m a barbie girl, in the barbie world
    Life in plastic, it’s fantastic!
    you can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
    Imagination, life is your creation
    Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

    I’m a blond bimbo girl, in the fantasy world
    Dress me up, make it tight, I’m your dolly
    You’re my doll, rock’n'roll, feel the glamour in pink,
    kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky…
    You can touch, you can play, if you say: “I’m always yours”

    (uu-oooh-u)

    I’m a barbie girl, in the barbie world
    Life in plastic, it’s fantastic!
    you can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
    Imagination, life is your creation

    Come on Barbie, let’s go party!
    (Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
    Come on Barbie, let’s go party!
    (uu-oooh-u)
    Come on Barbie, let’s go party!
    (Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
    Come on Barbie, let’s go party!
    (uu-oooh-u)

    Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please
    I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees
    Come jump in, bimbo friend, let us do it again,
    hit the town, fool around, let’s go party
    You can touch, you can play, if you say: “I’m always yours”
    You can touch, you can play, if you say: “I’m always yours”

    Sorry!

    Nan on March 24 2007 #

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