oh, to be a star on big screens … everything comes naturally after a while : the beaming smile, the perfectly straight posture, not blinking despite the blinding flashes of cameras. not to mention the perks that come with being a celebrity! ❝ ken, you won’t believe this! ❞ her smile was radiating the entire room – perhaps, that’s why she was cast in so many productions – as she approached @earringmagick. ❝ can you guess what i’ve got? ❞ a plastic surgery, like the media kept pushing her? nope. a secret piercing? no, that’s not it either. from the wa she was smiling to the way she was swaying left and right, with both arms behind her back, it seemed like there was something else. still, mystery’s an asset she’ve learnt & mastered while working in hollywood. barbie couldn’t just give everything on a silver platter, it’d ruin the effect altogether. ❝ come on, guess it! ❞
❛ here, let me give you a hand. ❜
🙶 this thing’s broken beyond repair. 🙷 shoulders rise and fall, she wasn’t talking about the device in her hands. this barbie didn’t have any expectations and somehow still winded up disappointed. the path for fame seemingly built with sea sand – and she’s wearing high heels. slowly & steadily falling down, not grounding into reality but deep inside her own fears and terrors. 🙶 oh. oh! you meant this. 🙷 a bright smile flashed his way, automatic & industrialized. slender digits click on all buttons once more, hoping for the best, but to no avail. 🙶 i stand by what i said. i think i just bought a defective one. 🙷 a stupid walkman was slid towards him, whether eddie fixed it or not, it didn’t matter.
when curiosity doesn't kill you, other external factors will work on that. this barbie was supposed to end up in california, to fix the problem, but little did she knew before she embarked on this suicide mission that nothing will go according to plan. weird barbie explicitly told her : drive the car, row the boat, fly the rocket, ride the bike, drive the van, ride a snowmobile and finally rollerskate into the real world. pretty simple, actually. in theory, that is. alas, at some point when she was driving the van, earth quacked beneath her, though she mistaken it for a van problem – that was seismology barbie's field of expertise, not hers. she was just actress barbie. in just a few seconds, she landed on the pavement, knees scratched at impact. as soon as she batted her lashes to see the real world, anguish takes over barbie's frame as she watches in horror at what the real world looks like.
there's thick smoke surrounding the area and somewhere not too far in the distance something seemed to burn. everything seemed to stay still : time, nature, even the doll. she doesn't know how to react at first, therefore she takes a few to take in all that she sees and feels and experiences. the real world is an odd place, she thinks to herself, maybe that's why i had to come here. that thought alone leaves shivers down her spine, knowing all too well she wasn't some superhero ; she was just actress barbie. her only role in the world was to inspire little girls that they can become actresses too. she can't save the world. not if it's set ablaze anyway. the picture perfect smile upon her countenance begins to fade as a sentiment started to dig at her chest – must've been the scorching fire nearby reacting with the plastic. another thing to worry about. but barbie can't just give up, she hasn't even tried to do anything yet. she was stuck there, in the middle of nowhere, with no other living being in sight, scared at what she was seeing. if that was a movie set, it surely was realistic.
taking a deep breath – and quickly coughing it back out –, barbie finally moves from where she initially landed. one step after another, glancing all around her. she was looking for someone (anyone) that could help clear things out for her. she's not yet aware that she hasn't completed all the easy steps weird barbie has told her ; hopefully, she'll get there, at some point. and she walks, dragging her plastic frame forward, away from the source of warmth. she's glancing around the houses, but all lights are cut out – the residents must be sleeping, she can't disrupt them. and she walks. it's been for maybe half an hour, though it felt like forever and more to barbie, until she finally landed her eyes upon someone in the distance. she jogs towards the silhouette, hope twinkling inside.
" hi there, can you tell me what happened? " ask and the answer shall come – or wait, because ken will always show up to the rescue. though this wasn't barbieland. and ken didn't join her. she shakes her head, trying to brush off that dreadful thought – that she's alone and she might never find her way back home – with a slight smile upon her visage to @shadowedvales. " because this world seems like it's falling apart. and if that's the case, tell me what can i do to save it. " she's confident in her illusions, but she has to start somewhere. losing all hope would be like admitting defeat before even trying.
Believe it or not, you're the most important person in your own life. You are who you've woken up to and gone to bed with every day since you were little. You've made your bed and snuggled in it after bad days. You've made yourself treats, just 'cus. You've kept going on bad days, wiped tears off your cheeks and have said "I've got this," before doing things that may be a little nerve wracking. You've tried your best and picked yourself up every time you've stumbled! That's strength. That's amazing and should be celebrated with a sweet and some you time. I know I'm here to celebrate you and your strength as well, friend! Keep that chin up this week. August is trucking along! - ♡♡ Victoria
“Because,” she said, “when you're scared but you still do it anyway, that's brave.”— Coraline, Neil Gaiman
thank you so much for all of this vic <3 your little messages have a special place in my heart ( and have had for a while now ) you're such a sweet person words cannot properly describe it . i'm glad to have met you & now you're not getting rid of me . i love you 😤💜
barbie did not have much going on for the holidays — if you disconsider the giant blowout party with all her friends, acquaintances and other people she's worked with over the years on movie sets and the dj she hired to mix christmas tunes. it was just another typical night preceding a holiday from her perspective. eartha kitt's santa baby was resonating throughout her residence as she gracefully transversed across the tiny cliques, trying to make brief conversations with each of them, until her cerulean optics laid upon sheldon. everlasting beam that graced her features spread even wider whilst high heels clicked underneath the porcelain floor as she made her way towards @sheldoney. ❛❛ there you are! what do you think of this party? ❜❜ she queried over the loud music, leaning ever so slightly towards him. ❛❛ oh. oh! ❜❜ cue a sudden exclaim as her gaze drifted upward towards one of the many mistletoes she put around the house to surprise the guests. as it turns out, it also came as a surprise for barbie herself. index finger points skyward, ❛❛ d'ya know what they say about standing under the mistletoe, right? may i? ❜❜ a light nod of the head follows, as she stares at him, waiting for an answer. barbie, mindful of mutual respect, refrained from seizing the moment outright, opting instead to observe tradition with a sense of decorum.
" that sounds terrible. " there was no hesitation, opinion poured straight from the blood pumping heart of hers. barbie couldn't even imagine how that felt like, but she could empathize — as much as her psyche allowed, that is. " please, take them all. and if there's anything you want, i'll try my best to provide. " the deed, albeit pure and benevolent in its nature, was also the catalyst for the unknown she's growing curious about.
" ho - how is it? " she fell in the very trap she's set herself. " i mean, it sounds like – it's eating you from the inside out. are there any benefits from being a … vampire? " manicured brow quirks upward, half a smile finding its way upon her countenance.
i made a playlist both for entertainment & for musing purposes.
if you watch the videos, tell me, which barbie are you?
hot take ahead on barbie (2023) INCLUDING SPOILERS
i don't think barbie is about feminism. in this essay i will...
but no, really. according to the cambridge dictionary, feminism is "the belief that women should be allowed the same rights, power, and opportunities as men and be treated in the same way, or the set of activities intended to achieve this state". nowhere in the movie does it show any character wanting to become part of the feminist movement. i want to emphasize that feminism is about being treated the same way, including women having the same rights as men. barbie isn't a feminist. neither is ken. don't even get me started about the elf of the shelf aka mattel's ceo.
everytime i go on youtube i get bombarded (due to the algorithm i created lmao) with barbie videos and how everyone talks about feminism or anti-feminism for that matter. and from a sociological point of view (i missed using this fancy term), it shows how individuals will see/hear exactly what they are looking for - they will see/hear everything that goes along or, on the contrary, what contradicts their own set of beliefs that they had before watching the movie. if someone was looking for feminism, they will look at all the signs for women rights in barbieland being equal to men rights in the real world. or, vice versa, if someone was looking for anti-feminism, they will look at how all male dolls were treated (that includes the kens, allan/s and all the other dolls too as long as they fall into the masculine gender).
but let's break down the feminism definition to prove this point. my archnemesis emile durkheim said that "the totality of beliefs and sentiments common to average members of the same society forms a particular system that has its own life; one might call it the collective or common consciousness". in that sense, beliefs become part of a group (or subgroup) if they are agreed upon by a majority. the term women is too broad, so instead i will use another: individuals who identify with femininity (this is still skewed since it doesn't cover that much ground on all gender identities, but hopefully it's enough to make the point). the rest of the quote in the beginning basically agrees upon all genders having equal rights, power and opportunities in a society. to limit this even further, it means no discrimination whatsoever, regarding any aspect of one's life and activity in a society.
this brings me back to the barbie movie. the movie isn't about matriarchy vs patriarchy. from an empirical point of view (and it was hard to do that bc i adore the actors/actresses and the dolls), the movie can be considered at the very most satirical. barbieland was ruled by matriarchy until the kens overthrown that government. but the barbies did manipulate the situation so that they could take the power again. in the end, the barbies said they will allow some positions for the kens, but definitely not something important, suggesting that they couldn't face it. that isn't feminism. it's not about equal rights. it's exactly what we see in societies. let the minority think they won something when in fact, you don't give them at the very least the bare minimum.
i woke up and chose violence. but this is my hot take on the sociological aspects of the movie. i'm oh so tempted to make an actual paper including the political but that'd mean someone will have to read about 30 pages in word. and i feel sorry for that person already.