As you know I have a favorite Barbie that I use to tell the story of my life. I like that the doll has a tan like me and a 2 inch waste NOT like me. She is the perfect character.
I lose something every time I go away it seems.
San Fran – my wireless card
L.A. – my Barbie.
But the question remains…did I forget her or did she run away to L.A. L.A. land?
Looking at the night before, I’m starting to wonder what the real story is.
Of course I usually use the first person to tell my stories, but I am not missing, she is. So it will be told in Barbie Person. And here are the timeline of events that led up to her demise.
6/24/2010 8:20 pm
Barbie sees flowers and feels special in her room at the Four Seasons.
The view is spectacular from the 9th floor.
Hung out on the balcony all evening looking at the skyline
Thinks she sees Beyonce!
Waves to Beyonce or whoever that girl with the booty is?
So that’s way too much and we need a little vino from the mini bar to recuperate.
We are a lightweight.
Somehow we made it into the bed *does not remember that part but thank you
6/26/2010 10:20 am
Press Junket for Despicable Me. Has photo taken with a Minion….and a few others but we shall not drop names (cough julieandrewsstevecarellmirandacosgrovejasonsegel cough)
And that’s the last we saw of her. Did she get lost in all 28 feet of that Four Season’s bed?
Did she fall over the balcony looking for Beyonce again?
Did she crawl under the bed so she wouldn’t have to come back to Richmond?