At Best Buy in Metairie a few nights ago, I neared the checkout register only to be greeted with, “Oh my god, you look like a Barbie!”
“Huh?” was my immediate response as I restrained retorts like “Which one? Malibu Barbie or Peaches & Cream Barbie? Diwali Barbie, perhaps, seeing as how my luscious black hair reaches all the way to my calves and I’m here in a flowing sari. Or maybe it’s the new bangs which I just did with my Magic Hair Styler. If I’m Barbie, who are you, the Queen of Sheba?”
Checkout girl: “It’s just all of you. I saw you and I just knew you looked like a Barbie. Your face and everything.”
Oh brother. Not just Barbie, but a Barbie. A Barbie in headed-for-washer capris, a t-shirt, a non-descript black fleece vest, hair pulled up in a bun and smelling like the tail end of the Po’ Boy Preservation Festival. Aaah, that’s it, Harried Stinky Scientist Barbie. I thanked the nice (yet perplexing and obviously blind) girl, regardless, and told her it was the nicest thing I’ve heard in a long time.
While Maitri Barbie does not hit stores everywhere for a few more years, how about enlightening your kids in Hinduism Meets Marketing this holiday season with a nice Mighty Hanuman Action Figure? (Thanks, SM!)
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So how’s Ken? Oops, I mean D.
Blair, whatever you do, don’t tell Ken S. I repeat …
Promise.
The Lord Rama figure is just too cool!
I want blue skin.
Woohoo!
Only problem is, your feet would be forever bent in that high-heel position Barbie’s feet are in. Real women can actually walk on the heels we were BORN with, dammit!
Have the Viagra treatments helped Ken at all with his anatomically incorrect problem?
At least she didn’t call you “Manjula”….
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