Well, who’d have thought? I have made it to the grand and graceful age of 60. Do I feel older and wiser? Well, maybe older, not quite so sure about the wiser part…

I definitely feel fulfilled in my life. I mean, I’ve achieved so much. For womankind, no scrap that, for all of mankind. I’m a freaking ICON for Pete’s sake. Not that I’ve got a Scooby who Pete is; as you all know I’m a one man kind of gal. And yes, I do still see Ken from time to time. I think it’s called ‘friends with benefits’ these days? We used to just call it f*ck buddies.

Anyway, I digress…

I feel like turning 60 is a pivotal time in my life and the ideal opportunity to reflect back on my younger days. If only to brag about all the cool sh*t I’ve done.

 

I was the first of my kind. A true original, that’s me

Now I am the first to admit that I was a tad naïve back in the day. I was bright (blue) eyed, pony tailed and so excited to be presented to the world in all my monochrome glory. I didn’t think for even a second that maybe the world was not quite ready for a visionary such as myself.

I mean girls must have been sick to death of playing with baby dolls? Feeding them, changing them, rocking them to stop them from crying. Surely there must be more to life as a woman than that?

I was independent. Confident. And ready to show everyone just what I was capable of. And it was all thanks to my creator Ruth Handler. A true visionary if ever there was one. Forward- thinking, innovative and desperate to change the stereotypical, bland world of girl’s toys, she created me in 1959. And neither of us have looked back since.

 

My first step was to get on the property ladder

Unheard of for a woman in those days, but that wasn’t going to stop me. I most certainly did not need a man to help me get my first home. No siree! My early unprecedented success meant that I could easily afford to splash out on a super stylish pad for me and my girls to hang out in.

God, we had some great times. Not that I remember all of them, but you know the rules; what happens on tour, stays on tour. Or in this case, what happens in Barbie’s condo, stays in Barbie’s condo.

 

I walked on the moon before any man did. Armstrong who!?

That’s right. I took a break from all the non-stop partying to take a huge step for womankind everywhere. And obviously I managed to look chic even in space. Well, I did say I wanted to reach for the stars, or at the very least the moon.

in 1965 I literally went galactic in my silver suit, proving that if you can dream it, you can do it.

 

I bagged myself a super-hot boyfriend

Of course, I didn’t need a man to define me, but when a super-hot one wearing super-tight swimming trunks looks your way, you’d have to be the Ice Queen not to feel a little bit of a quiver down below. Not that I’ve ever been really sure about what I have down there? Something has always seemed to be missing?

Oh well, some things will always remain a mystery, but anyway – that loveable Ken doll! My one true love. My everything. Yes, we’ve had our ups and downs. That brief two years when we were apart, but we came back stronger than ever. Plus, he’s always felt like the perfect accessory!

 

I’ve paid homage to some awesome stars

I never needed to rely on a man for my success. I was always destined for big things and in the 60s one of my biggest idols asked me to model myself on her. Can you guess who it was? She was an incredibly sought after model. And she was most known for her androgynous, cutting edge look…

Yep, that’s right. I was to be transformed into the cultural icon that was Twiggy. It was a dream come true and definitely a career highlight of mine. But it didn’t stop there – I’ve been transformed into so many awesome stars and nationalities. Well I’ve just totally lost count now.

And I have a ton of BFFs. In 1968 I met my soon-to-be best friend Christie. She was tall, dark and incredibly sassy. Together we were a force to be reckoned with. But I didn’t stop with just one great friend. Oh no. I was a social world wind and had compadres from all over the world. I was just mesmerized by their distinctive looks and different styles.

 

The 80s and 90s saw me blossom professionally

Sure I had some jobs through the 60s and 70s but they were kinda fluffy. I wanted to break into more serious roles. My main aim was to show women that you can be successful and financially independent in your own right. I was breaking the glass ceiling once stiletto heel at a time. But I needed to look the part too.

Who says you can’t be successful and stylish? Exactly. So, I enlisted the help of all the latest and greatest fashion designers of the moment, and what can I say? They hooked a girl up. I looked fierce. And this was years before Beyoncé even coined this phrase. Soz Bey.

 

I was, and still am, the queen of re-invention

The next two decades saw me fall in love with fashion all over again and I was often seen hitting the runway and experimenting with my hair and makeup. It was a whirlwind of a time.

Oh, and before I forget, I also became President of the United States. It had been a long time coming to be fair, but it wasn’t nearly as much fun as I had anticipated. In fact, it was a bit of a yawn fest. But hey, you live and learn.

 

I celebrated women of all shapes, sizes and colours

Yes, I admit I was once quite elitist with my tiny waist and perfect breasts. Not that I’m one to brag of course. But I realised as I got older that I wanted all women to feel included in the Barbie brand, so I made some adjustments.

I was tall. I was petite. I was curvy. I rocked a wheelchair. I was definitely everything outside of a white blonde with blue eyes and it felt amazing! It was a ground breaking and heart-warming time for me and one that I will cherish forever.

 

I am now a top social influencer don’t you know

Don’t ever let it be said that I have become complacent in my success. Yes, I am now a billionaire and could probably fade away into obscurity on my diamond encrusted yacht with the Simon Cowell edition doll but that’s just not me.

I have always prided myself on staying ahead of the times and I wasn’t going to let a little thing like social media stand in my way.

So, now not only do I have my own Instagram page with over 2 million followers, (not quite as many as the Kardashians but I do my best. Maybe if I got a bubble butt my numbers would increase? No, I couldn’t do it!) but I also have my own vlog which I use to help girls all over the world to deal with any issues that they may have.

Today’s society is definitely tougher than when I grew up. The pressure on young girls and women is immense. The sisterhood definitely needs all the help it can get. And I like to do my bit.

 

So, what’s next for me?

That’s a tricky one. I’ve already achieved so much, and had so many amazing opportunities come my way, what else is left for me?

Mmm. I am starting to feel my age so maybe it’s finally time to ditch my trademark blonde locks and super smooth skin and embrace every one of my fabulous 60 years. I have heard that silver coloured hair is very much in at the moment.

Oh, and I simply must find out what Snapchat is?