What? You thought because the toy soap opera ended that the dorkette drama was done? Oh my darling, it's only just begun! Click the link for more!
Ok, first thing's first, I want to thank everyone who enjoyed reading All My Toys. I had the best time creating that toy world and having a toy version of me interact with all my other toys and just have fun telling goofy stories. It was fantastic. I would have loved to have kept it going, I certainly had storylines to last for a number of years, but 2022 was just a dreadful year, the worst.
Since it was so crappy, I reached a point in my life where I just didn't want to hold on to so much stuff. I turned 40 in 2022 and am now 41, and something just snapped in my life. Probably because a lot of my life fell apart, but regardless, I found myself in this space of just wanting to part with much of my toy collection. Which, that needs to be its own post, because it has been something of a revelation for me. Being in that kind of headspace, it's not what I ever expected. I was set to be the old woman with a massive collection, but, it's so hard to enjoy it when you've built up a Horde Army and you're living in your own Fright Zone.
I'm still collecting, though on a smaller scale. That will never change. But, I ramble all of this to say that I loved All My Toys, but it was time. There may be some specials here and there, but the toy soap as I know it, has met its end. I'm really proud of what I did and the joy it brought to a lot of people.
Ok, so, what's next? I have so many posts I want to write about. Lately there have been many losses in the world of pop culture, losses that have hit me hard, and just when I get ready to write a post about my feelings, we lose someone else.
So, I have not forgotten, and plan on, writing about Tina Turner, Andrea Evans, Sinéad O'Connor, and Paul Reubens, our beloved Pee-wee. All had big impacts on my life.
Saving the sad for later, let's instead visit a world where everyday is a great day, the sun shines ever so bright, and very rarely does the thought of death ever come up.
The Barbie Movie.
I don't even know where to begin. This is not a film review or cinephile breakdown. The movie is fun while also hitting me right in my glittery plastic heart, I loved it. If you haven't seen it and are so inclined, you should. And to show that I'm an equal box office opportunity viewer, Oppenheimer was also good, but I was in a state of depression for a few hours afterwards. One viewing will most likely be enough for me, whereas the Barbie Movie will be purchased and viewed many many times to come.
Have I already shared that I loved this movie? Not just the movie. I loved the whole spectacle of it. From the moment it was announced I was like, "I don't care what it's about, I'm on board." The build up was perfection. Each teaser and trailer got more re-watches from me than I will ever care to admit. That secret dies with me. (It was a lot)
Not a super fan of the price point on them, was hoping Mattel would have released a more budget friendly line of dolls for the movie, but I get it. This wasn't a kid's movie, so it wasn't going to get a mass inexpensive toy line for kids and collectors to fall in love with. I just wish we had gotten the BK Barbie burgers in the states like they did in Mexico.