Smaggle

I’d completely forgotten I had a Makeup Barbie head, but now the creepy memories of that thing sitting on my desk staring at me while I tried to sleep are coming back.

And while my mother had given everyone strict instructions NOT to give me a Tamagotchi, rightfully supposing that an over-achieving, perfectionist child would not do well with a pet that would die if she failed to do everything right, someone gave me one, anyway. And then my mother finally had to take it away and hide it so my blood pressure would return to normal.

a frankie goes to hollywood t-shirt… Dr martens….
Love that you are posting so frequently these days. I am in a scungy little town in Wales and read your posts first thing every morning. They help me start my day!
S.

I always wanted a Barbie Jeep. I mean the full sized ones that kids can drive. I secretly still want one. Though, my parents did get me a “My Size Barbie” instead. That was pretty awesome.

I wanted one of those make-up heads too but I think it was a different brand that was specifically for styling hair. I didn’t have a sister and really wanted one to practice hairstyles on and my dad got me a topsytail doll instead. that was pretty cool but not the same!
I also desperately wanted a puppy surprise for YEARS and dropped so many hints around christmas and birthdays, but never got one. awhile ago I was looking at a 90s nostalgia tumblr (can’t remember the url sorry) and saw a photo of a puppy surprise doll. wow. that is the UGLIEST toy I have ever seen! what kind of dog looks like that?! I emailed the picture to my mum and said ‘you were right. sorry.’
ooh also my friend had a Yo ho diablo and was a bit of a champ at it. he once went on the footy show’s talent segment and won a year’s supply of mars bars! but you’re right about them being dangerous, he was  using it one day while walking around the backyard, looking up at the diablo as you do, and tripped over a hole in the ground and screwed up his knee. he had to have a knee reconstruction and it still plays up sometimes!

I think I’m still a little scarred by the shunning that occurred because my Cabbage Patch Doll didn’t have Xavier’s signature on its bum…

I always wanted an Easy-Bake Oven…..
While I clearly remember asking for it for every single event in my life, my mother claims I never ever mentioned it.

And when I think of it, I’d probably be over the moon if someone gave it to me for my 25th birthday next week.

I always wanted one of those mini motorized cars that children zip around in and nearly hit everyone in their path. I could have gotten my manic driving out of my system before I was 16… I also wanted an EasyBake oven so that I could bake myself treats and gloat that I was one of the lucky girls…

Oh, I just googled the Puppy Surprise doll and can’t stop laughing. Funniest thing ever.

As for me, when I was 8 I wanted Loving You Barbie for Christmas but Mum gave me a rag doll. In the Eighties. Mortified.

I didn’t have a Cabbage Patch Doll until my Nanna found an abandoned one on a country train. She gave it to me and I named it Nicole…yep. My mum  ended up buying me a second one which was a boy, I wanted to call it Scott – my brother’s name – but he wouldn’t allow it so I had to settle for Andrew.
My friend’s Mum made her a “Cabbage Patch Doll”, I feel terrible admitting this, but as a child, all I could think was that it looked like it had down syndrome. What a horrible, odd person I was at the age of 7.

I can’t for the life of me remember what they were called, but we had those things where you hold something in your hand that has velcro on it and catch the special fluffy tennis ball with it.

I grew out of my girly phase pretty fast, but while I was in it, I really wanted a Ken doll. I guess my Mum couldn’t afford to pay for the toys full price and I imagine she got me my “Derrick” doll in the sale bin? I was mortified just because it wasn’t the normal thing. I now realise, I was an idiot.  He was way cooler than Ken, he had a neon paint  splattered tails coat. Uh huh…pretty cool.

Apologies for the double post, I just remembered another one. Not exactly the same thing, but I was so obsessed with trying to get my letters/”artwork” shown in the mail segment on Agro’s Cartoon Connection.

I was just in Target looking at Pop Rocks.

That made my day. Thank you! 

Although you may hate me… I had Dr Martens. 

Why didn’t it? Was it a rip off?

Mine was Saturday Disney!!!! I wanted one of those prize packs so badly and I sent in SO many letters. 

That cracked me up. I cannot believe that your mum found a cabbage patch doll on a train. 

I also had the velco catchy ball thing… it didn’t last very long. The velcro lost its stick really quickly. 

We didn’thave Easy Bake ovens in Australia. You could actually cook things in them right?

I’d love one, we didn’t have them here when I was little. 

Freakin puppy surprise! My friend had one and we were gutted when it only gave ‘birth’ to two puppies. The ones on the ad had like seven puppies! 

I wanted a Barbie Playhouse. My neighbour had one and it was awesome. 

I feel your pain, sister. I too was desperate for a hypercolour t-shirt and, just like you, had to suffer the pangs of jealousy when my brother got one for his birthday. I used to sneak into his room and play with it while he was out. The most awesome results were to be had when you scrunched it up, held it to your mouth and breathed hot air into it. Sigh.

The velcro things were called Grip-Balls. Kind of a gross name really. 

I had about four tamagotchis, all of which I purchased with my own money.  I saved up for months for each one, and I loved playing with them.  I held the record at my school for keeping mine alive the longest.
I remember desperately wanting a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles flying blimp for Christmas one  year, and being devastated when I unwrapped a Barbie doll instead.  I also wanted Hungry Hungry Hippos, which I was finally given as a gift from my boyfriend on my 18th birthday.

I must confess: today, Saturday June 23th, I went to the toy store looking for one. Or course, as luck should have it, they didn’t have one.

I think I am cursed to never, ever own one.

I never had Barbies of any description — I think my mother wanted me to understand girls had options or somesuch. But I did have a Cabbage Patch doll who talked and demanded spinach ice cream and to be given drinks out of her special cup (which I was forever losing).

I wanted a hypercolour t-shirt too, but I can’t recall a desperate need for anything else (although I’m sure I felt it at the time). I did have a Tamagotchi but kind of at the end of the craze, and my (younger) brother had one of those pocket Pikachus which was basically the same thing. I remember begging him to let me take it to school and babysit it for a day.

How about cupcake dolls, where their rubber skirts turned into the cupcake papers, and Polly Pockets — the proper small ones, not the large ones that are around now?

I think so? I never even had any friends who had one… 

I had Barbies. But never the cool ones. I did have one that was supposed to have ‘lipstick’ and when you wet this sponge applicator it was supposed to change the colour of her lips. Never actually worked. 

Ah! Hungry Hungry Hippos! I wanted to play that every time I went to someone elses house! Although it was always broken. 

Yes! Breathing on them! God the 80s rocked. 

I’m so getting one if I go to the states.