When I was young kid back in the 1970s, my Barbies wouldn't dream of going out with my next door neighbor's G.I. Joe. The guy was far too hairy, almost apelike...and let's face it, he had a huge scar on his face. And, he probably needed a bath.Vintage Barbie at the Smithsonian's American History Museum seems to feel the same way. You can just tell she isn't too keen on sharing such close quarters with the beast next to her. Far too uncultured...far too rough and tumble for a lady as she deems herself to be.
She'd rather that Dream Date Ken hurried along to pick her up for the big beach party. Pronto!
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