Last week an American Girl doll
catalog mysteriously arrived in my mailbox and for some reason, I
flipped though it. My son, who happens to love his baby doll (albeit
named after a golfer icon), wasn't even around and to be honest, I
really studied the catalog more than flipped through it. I've got to
say, I was a bit entranced. It surprised even me. The little
spectacles, flowing hair and customized skin tones (well, to a degree)
gave me a little thrill. My inner Darcy doll lover emerged as I lingered over the tote bag that can carry two BFF American Girl dolls and the 1940s schoolgirl fashions.
My disdain for the mother-daughter tourist pairs that clog the streets
of downtown Chicago with their giant shopping bags from an American
Girl store pilgrimage eased up. I got why girls love these dolls --
just as I would have if they'd been around when I was 17...I mean, 8.
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