For whatever the reason, the other week I remembered how much I loved Polly Pocket. My sister and I had a lot of the 1995 stuff. The one above was an ice cream parlour set that came with Polly and her pigtailed brunette friend (who I always suspected was a lesbian which says a lot about me when you think about it?). The roof was strawberry scented. If this house existed it would probably reside in Disneyland.
I love pretty things with rude stuff scrawled on them. One day I'll bake my cake with "bitch" in curly pink icing. And then I'll eat it.
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