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To: Dayuhan who wrote (8261)	7/10/2000 10:41:31 AM
From: epicure	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 9127

Wow- what a nice papa. I have been paying the cult of Barbie for ages. The dues are OUTRAGEOUS. Plus the itty bitty items are a real pain to step on.

To: Dayuhan who wrote (8261)	7/10/2000 1:38:57 PM
From: Rambi	Respond to of 9127

Dear Steven, Your post brings tears to my eyes. What a wonderful father you are!!! That is the absolute tackiest dress I have ever heard described. Most parents, especially moms, would have died rather than buy that dress. But you did the right, the truly loving thing. Your daughter will be a better person for owning that dress. I know this. For you see when I was 10, I fell in love with a dress while shopping for school clothes with my mother and I begged and wept and my mother wouldn't buy it. She said it was not-- becoming. I remember this dress clearly- out of what is surely a sea of dresses through my early years. It was a blue and green flowered maternity like jumper. ANd it had a fake white blouse with puffy sleeves and a big lace collar with a black bow. I have NO idea why this dress called me, it sounds incredibly ugly. But I had to have it. After several days, my mother wore down and we went back and bought it. I loved that dress. I don't know why, but when I wore it, I felt beautiful and chic and classy. This is amazing, bordering on miraculous, because at 10 I had buck teeth, a bad perm, and pointy framed glasses made of blue plastic with sparkles in them. But such is the power of clothing for women. Eileen of Femme Soul would be appalled at this admission. And she would damn you for catering to the Barbie craze, and me for perpetrating the myth of fashionformed character. But I am older and wiser than she in the ways of little girls and I assure you that you have done something wonderful for your daughter.

To: Dayuhan who wrote (8261)	7/10/2000 2:04:52 PM
From: E	Respond to of 9127

I completely agree with penni, Steven. That is the most loving of acts. I still remember the favorite, most magical dress of my childhood, and I was only a year or two older than Jenny when my grandmother sent it to me. It was pale peach, a very fine, almost diaphanous cotton, with a small floral embroidery of cream and brown and green on the bodice, and beautiful in spite of a deplorable absence of sequins and lace. It's magnificence lay in the fullness of its skirt. The skirt was VERY full, fuller even than was needed for the perfect twirl. It was a wrap-around skirt so I could reach back for the edges of the opening and raise the skirt out like angel-wings, into a full circle, and still there was excess material in the skirt. I had to keep my backside facing away from the audience when I did this trick. Steven, save that dress when she's grown out of it, or worn it to a frothy rag! I mean it. Just stick it in a jiffy bag with "Jenny's Barbie dress, 2000-- SAVE" and put it on a shelf. And you won't remember to do this, but if you save this post of yours, and when the dress is defunct, print it out and save that, too, in the bag, you'll have a very nice present for her one day. You are SUCH a good, dear papa!