When I was a little girl, I loved playing with Barbie dolls. You name it, I had it. From the Holiday barbie, to the barbie princess, I think the main reason as to why I was able to stick through thick and thin with barbie was because it seemed as an outlet for me to enter into another dimension. Really, it is as if with barbie, I am able to imagine myself transcending into a different world, where there's the existence of prince charming and the big beautiful grand castle. And also, the fact that I can imagine myself dressing up in barbie's really fashionable clothes. It seemed so real for me. In a way, interacting with barbie seemed like a form of escapism for me. I can imagine myself as pretty as barbie, living in a fairytale, with the good and the evil coexisting side by side. It seemed like such a beautiful idea.

I had momentarily forgotten about barbie when cabbage patch babies and the Bratz dolls came into the picture. However, I knew that barbie would inevitably be a part of my life, whether it was sooner or later. I adored dressing barbie's hair, considering that I had hair that long back in primary school. And oh, I do remember loving her blonde locks. And yes, a confession here, but I really thought that Ken doll is really hot. Heh. Hence, I guess from the interaction between myself and barbie and her dream world, I began to appreciate beauty even more, and taken a huge interest in all things impossible.

The interest in barbie dolls revived during Childrens' Day yesterday. There was the showing of 'Barbie as the Island Princess' on Kids Central. I don't know whether you guys saw it, but to me, as I watched that an hour and a half movie, I felt like I was a kid once again. Only this time, I had my baby cousin watching with me, and we kind of share dreams about how pretty barbie is, and how we both wanted to be princesses in our own right.

Maybe the question of whether we are princesses really lies in ourselves. I know that you do not need to be a part of the royal family in order to be a princess officially. What it does matter is that you have a good heart, in which everyone is able to accept you, and of course, the air of elegance as you walk past. To me, every girl is a princess in their own right, whether they noticed or not.

And yes, in the movie, barbie's name is Rosella. I think it's a very princessy name. I thought the name of the evil queen of another kingdom, which is Ariana, is pretty too, but considering the fact that she has an ugly character, I think otherwise. Maybe when I meet a nice real-life Ariana, then I would revert to my old thinking.

In the meantime, I'm gonna do some night-dreaming and pull myself out of all these stress (which is hovering on dangerously high levels), and escape into the world of barbie.

And believe it or not, but I think barbie is hiding in some cupboard somewhere. It's time to look for her.

"And they live happily ever after..."