Barbie

My wonderful husband has a pet name for me:  BARBIE
Although flattering, it makes no sense to me at all.
I have never seen a barbie with:
     bown hair (with grey roots of course)
     green eyes
     wrinkles
     stretch marks
     a huge butt
     5 foot 4 inches
     a little extra in the tummy
     ok, alot extra in the tummy
     and in the arms
     and the thighs
     ok, pretty much a little extra everywhere
     small, deflated, a little lower than they were, kahoonas. (I apologize if u just got a visual)
    

So, my friends and I were discussing this on fb and we decided that a doll  like this should be invented.

I don't really know who the heck would buy such a thing.
And I would hate to traumatize little girls around the world.
Heck, they would be our last generation, as that would be like permanent birth control!

So, to my husband, I have NO CLUE why you often refer to me as Barbie.
But I've stopped questioning it everytime you say it.
Now I just pretend I do look like her.
And I feel my self esteem rising.
Until I glance in the mirror as I'm getting in the shower.