Happy birthday Barbie Roberts as in Barbie doll fame. You've held up well girl, not gained a pound or donned a wrinkle. In my years growing up we didn't have anything like a Barbie doll. If we were lucky enough to have a doll it was a baby doll. A doll we fed, rocked, and changed it's diapers for that is mostly what we expected to do. Get married and have babies. When my girls were growing up they could have better expectations. They could go to college, have a career, be a model, anything they set their mind to do. They wanted Barbie dolls to dress, to pretend to be anything they chose. My girls still have their Barbie dolls. The beautiful wedding dresses their aunt made in case you married Ken and you may have for all I know. They have the pink wardrobes their Dad made with dorrs that open up to reveal a mirror on one side for you to primp and preen. Tiny drawers on bottom to store your shoes and accessories. A metal pull out rack for tiny hangers to hang all your different clothes on. One year for Christmas Leah wanted a Barbie camper so badly. Santa brought it and she still has it in mint condition, still in the box. Now I see by the news little girls in China admire you. I see there is a whole Barbie store with everything imaginable for you. You've done quite well Barbie. Congratulations and Happy Birthday.