ATLANTA — My eight year old daughter


Barbies, I mean



Her room is a Barbie wasteland, half of them naked, the other half in various stages of undress. When she’s at school, I sneak in and purge the ones who’ve lost arms or legs in unfortunate mishaps (Barbie sometimes fights big brother’s dinosaurs).

I will use any excuse to trim the herd, which stands at around 50 — 50 little specimens of idealized perfection scattered all over her floor (yes, I’ve almost twisted my ankle stepping on Barbies in the dark).

I know the last thing the world needs is another Barbie-basher, and that’s not what I’m trying to do. I’d be the biggest hypocrite out there. Would a true basher let her kid have a Barbie army?

I do have issues with Barbie — with her long, flowing, perfect plastic hair, with her long, flowing perfect plastic body.

Barbie is pretty. But life requires more than pretty. Life requires brains. And character. And a sense of humor (which maybe I need to have about Barbie).

I’ve tried to gently point this out to my daughter, who responds with, “But she’s so pretty.”

Is this my daughter’s idea of beauty? Of minuscule waists and mile long legs, of wide eyes and full lips and high cheekbones.

No matter what I say, she remains mesmerized by the high heels and tiaras and the tiny dresses that slip over their unrealistic bodies.

So, it is with some degree of shock that I’m giving a big thumbs up to the new commercial from Barbie. It stars several little girls about my daughter’s age, getting a chance to try out adult professions right now.

I have to say, the best part of this ad are the adults who are on hidden camera, clueless that they are part of this commercial.

It ends with a little girl, in her bedroom, playing with her Barbies.

I don’t know if Barbies create our next generation of leaders.

I do know that with or without them, my girl is perfectly imperfect and that makes me one grateful mama.

To watch the commercial in its entirety, click here.