Hi! My name is Weirdolina! At first, I hated my name because I’d get called a weirdo all the time, but then I decided to just accept it. Everybody’s a weirdo in their own unique and peculiar ways. It’s that eclectic part of us that just keeps searching for new muses and inspirations. I enjoy new styles from all the models I’ve seen on magazines. But my favorite colors to wear are black and yellow because I just love how the yellow pops out from the swampy darkness of the black, lagoon shade. I couldn’t find an old oak tree to tie a yellow ribbon around, so I stuck it in my hair. Everything in my world is spooky and magical. I’ve performed so much magic that my bony fingers are getting crooked and disformed. No matter. They are still very agile and adept at assisting with conjuring spells and spirits. It’s amazing how easy it is to talk to the dead. You just say, ‘Hi, how’s it going?’ then you get to use your imagination a bit. If they’re mad, they just throw things on the floor. If they’re happy, you’ll suddenly feel this unexplainable surge of happiness well up from deep inside. I never could understand scary movies where people are fearful of ghosts and experience cold air giving them goosebumps. So, they felt a draft, SO WHAT! They’re just people. People with memories of all kinds of things having transpired in their life good and bad. People much the same as living people. Oh, now I took all the fun out of it, did I? Well, if you like being scared out of your wits all the time, go ahead. Just remember everything starts with an idea. How much you want to blow it out of proportion and exaggerate is up to you. Heck, even a pen could seem scary. The pen is blue! The pen is blue! (But hopefully, not you!) Play with my witchy wickedness all you want, but please keep my magical attire intact if you must retire me for whatever reason. I certainly don’t want to become retired because I enjoy all the activities life brings. But if you should need some other stimuli, then retain the outfit I have on because I don’t want to be stripped of my magical powers when I become host to some other family. Oh, I just want you to respect me in all my awesomeness and beauty. And please do the same for all my fellow Barbies and Kens!
Mahalo! (Thank You!)