Found this framed, stashed in a box in my Dad's garage yesterday. Flash backs came flying at me seeing my old room again. Written on the back said Summer, 1993. My bunny's name was Basil. Barbies, dolls and florals were my thing, obviously! I love the fanny pack hanging from my bed.
Please excuse me while I reminisce!
I remember after begging and begging for a Barbie house for years, my parents gave me this antique doll house for Christmas. I know what I was thinking...should of asked for a doll house so they would've given me a Barbie house. But you know, I look back and appreciate the fact that my parents gave me some card board boxes to make Barbie houses out of instead of what I wanted. I would sit in my room for hours and decorate the boxes. I'd glue fabric on the inside for wall paper and with a stapler and some card board peices I was able to make up some pretty cool bunk beds. I drew windows and doors on the outside with those, I think they were called Mr Sketch, smelly markers. My parents were smarter than I thought. I think those cardboard Barbie houses sparked my creativity, used my noggin, and they didn't have to see me for hours.
After seeing this photo, I sat on the floor and went through a mound of photo albums. Oh how life changes. I started getting teary eyed thinking about the changes yet to come.
I miss this happy go lucky girl. Not a care in the world.