Childhood, Confessions of A Woman, Life

A Woman Who Still Love Her Dolls


Dear Confession,

 Every adult has a hobby. Some adults love going to the gym,  for some, maybe creating artwork, or blogging. I love all these hobbies, but my favorite hobby (besides writing)  is collecting Barbies Dolls.

Yes, I am a 23 year old woman who collects Barbie dolls and on occasion, play with them.

Nope, I have no shame.


Let me give you a back story about how this all happened…

This phenomenon started when I was a  little girl. Barbie was the golden era of my childhood. I had over maybe 100s of barbies. I had celebrity barbies like the Spice Girls, Britney SpearsBrandy and Shakira


I also have had a pregnant Barbie doll. Yes, that doll existed until the over-sensitive parents complained that it promoted teen pregnancy.


Oh and did I tell you that on the box, it did say that Midge, the pregnant doll, was married? Most folks don’t read anymore.

 I also had a Barbies pool, Corvette, and a hotel.


I remember wanting every single Barbie advertised on TV whenever there was a commercial break in between my favorite cartoon shows.

My childhood was completed and blissful until my step father thrown them away in a dumpster behind my back. I was only 11 and that was a dark moment of my childhood. All I had left was my Barbie hotel. My step father few months later asked me if I was ready to get rid of my barbie hotel and I said,”Might as well since my hotel has been out of business for the past few months because no longer have customers.” After giving it away, my relationship with my step-father changed. The trust and the father-daughter relationship was ruined.


So life went on…,but the phenomena did not stop.

During my high school years, whenever I would go shopping, I would go the toy section to check out the new Barbies on display when I had the chance.

During my freshman year in college, I decided to buy a Barbie doll for the first time in six years. I bought a doll, brought it home, but would hide them whenever my parents, friends, or roommate were present. The only two people that knew about my secret was my grandmother and my then-boyfriend at that time.

So throughout my college years, I would buy a doll for special occasions like my birthday or Christmas. Sometimes I would buy one just for the fun of it because I had a job.

I was not the only one in the family that loves to collect dolls.  My Great Aunt Mary also collects Barbie dolls. She has a house full of Barbies from the 1970s to present.  I  love going to her house seeing all the dolls from every decade. It is also fun to share my collection with her.

After my mother’s divorce, I finally confessed to  my (ex) step-father about collecting dolls and expressed how I felt about what he did when I was little. He admitted that since that dark day, he regretted it because he had a chance to build a relationship with me and ruined it. He also realized how doll collecting was the norm. I understood why he has thrown my Barbies away. He thought I was too old for them and expected me to be like any other pre-teen worrying about sports, house parties, and boyfriends. In result of the conversation, I forgave him and he sent me a peace offering by giving me a Harley Quinn doll.

Currently, I am still collecting dolls. I plan on building my own Barbie Dream house from scratch because I have never been a fan of the Barbie homes that is made of out plastic (except the Barbie hotel).  I would love to form a Barbie collecting club. Who knows? A girl can still dream and make it happen.

Life Lesson #86: It’s your thing, do what you want to do, starting with what makes YOU happy first.

Thank You,

Lady Elle~


Childhood, Children, Crazy, Life, Writing

Get Down And Boogie Oogie Oogie


Dear Mr.Boogie,

Saturday I had a great day. My Mimi (mother) and I went to see Saving Mr. Banks movie in theaters and it was cute, funny, and aspiring. That movie really motivated me to keep writing my novels and maybe one day, one of them will become a movie. I always want my novels to become  movies just like J.K Rowling’s Harry Potter series. I know it not easy to reach that goal and I know that it was not easy for J.K neither, but she accomplished her dream and look at her now. I think she is one of  the richest authors in the world.  I want my dream to be like hers ,but different. If I become a successful author, I want to donate a great percentage of my royalties to people who really deserves a change in their life.

After the movies, I decided that tonight was the night to put on my-my -my my -boogie shoes to go roller-skating. I invited Mr.Bird so he can put some more practice in finding his core-of-balance. Good news is that his balance has improved. After he improves some more to where he starts to gain speed, then it will be time to boogie with the pros on the skating rink.

I love to roller skate even if I do not skate as much as I use to when I was 10. I have say that putting my left foot on the skating ring was just as exciting as putting my left foot on the pedal of a bicycle. It does not matter how old you get because the things you loved as a kid still remains to be exciting and fun.

Life Lesson #60: Life cannot be done without fun.

Thank You For Reading,

Lady Elle~

P.S: What did you enjoy doing as a child that is still fun today? Comment & share below