And now I'm flooded with memories of my weights, ballet bar, sweat band, legwarmers, and cheesy narrated cassette tapes. I'm pretty sure I played dress-up with the accessories and never actually worked out. But the ballet bar really came in handy when my brother and I wanted to play "see how far we can smack the kickball with the ballet bar" in the backyard.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
My Antifeminist Childhood: "Get in Shape Girl" Edition
Okay, so I have to admit that I totally forgot this even existed until I was reminded by this Feministing post:
And now I'm flooded with memories of my weights, ballet bar, sweat band, legwarmers, and cheesy narrated cassette tapes. I'm pretty sure I played dress-up with the accessories and never actually worked out. But the ballet bar really came in handy when my brother and I wanted to play "see how far we can smack the kickball with the ballet bar" in the backyard.
And now I'm flooded with memories of my weights, ballet bar, sweat band, legwarmers, and cheesy narrated cassette tapes. I'm pretty sure I played dress-up with the accessories and never actually worked out. But the ballet bar really came in handy when my brother and I wanted to play "see how far we can smack the kickball with the ballet bar" in the backyard.
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Man, I always sucked at baton-twirling and hula-hooping. But weren't you a tappin', twirlin' fiend?
It seems like you should've turned out differently, while I make perfect sense.
I was all about the tap and twirl, but I also couldn't do a cartwheel to save my life. So maybe it was meant to be.
Gawd. I had forgotten all about this. I'm especially astounded that my sister and I played with it given that my parents did a damn good job of eliminating girls must = thin to be good people from our worlds.
I didn't watch the clip, but as soon as I saw "Get in shape girl" I heard the jingle in my head...amazing.
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