My sister and I got Cabbage Patch Dolls in our remote Alaskan Town, from a local store for our birthdays, back in 1984. I was 9, Briana was 5. The dolls didn't QUITE look like my rich friend's dolls, but I LOVED mine. I named her Chanel Spring (the name my mom had wanted to name me!) Briana named hers Pepsi Charlotte. She named all her dolls Pepsi. I don't know why, we weren't allowed to drink the stuff. Ooooh, now I see the attraction!! This was the girl that said, "PantyHose Container" under her breath all the time, thinking it was a naughty phrase!
Briana and I filled out the birth certificates and sent in the paperwork to Babyland General, or whatever they called the place. We received a reply and were so excited. The letter was addressed to us and our little hearts were so thrilled, they about burst! I let my little 5 year old sister, Briana open the envelope and in a shaky 9 year old voice I read,
"Babyland General is sorry to inform you, your dolls are fake. Please give us the name of the distributor and we'll prosecute them to the fullest extent of the law."
OH, how I cried about that. I decided to never buy a real Cabbage Patch Doll, when I could earn $100 dollars, or whatever those stupid things cost! How could Babyland General have crushed my spirit? Couldn't they have addressed the envelope to "The Parents of Sarah Goold?" WHAT JERKS!!
I knew in my heart those dolls were just as real as my rich friend's dolls.
But, after a few days, I began to doubt my love for Chanel. When her head popped off, she was quietly put on a shelf (plus, 9 is a little old for dolls!) I still have her. My kids think she's ugly with her yarn hair.
Today my sister is marrying her sweetheart, Sem Devigus. I'm taking lots of photos to start posting ASAP!!
8 comments:
Sarah, that is the cruelest thing I've ever heard. What meanies! Don't they know, these are CHILDREN playing with these dolls? Have they NO heart?
Well.
Walk it off, breathe, do whatever you have to do to have a marvelous, wonderful, sunny day for a beautiful wedding. Can't wait to see THE DRESS!
I can relate, my grandma made me and my sisters "cabbage patch dolls". She purchased the heads and had a pattern for the body. I never received such a devastating letter though, can't imagine the trauma that caused. Enjoy the wedding.
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Ok this is the funniest post you have ever posted!!!! I am dying. I can't even believe they sent that letter to you!!!!!
Oh my goodness! That's the saddest thing I've ever heard! I always wanted a carebear doll, but got some dumb fabric thing my mom made instead. It just wasn't the same. At least I didn't get a letter in the mail from an adult confirming my fears that my doll was a loser.
How mean of Babyland General to send such a letter! Remind me to never let Rachel send in for the birth certificates, if she ever gets a Cabbage Patch doll...just in case it's a fake too.
funny story- I lived in Atlanta and actually went to Babyland General- I'm sorry they burst your bubble. And p.s I have camera envy- yours is an awesome one!
How awful! Cabbage gives you gas anyway.
My mom made ours too. They were the bald ones though. Congratulations Briana!!!
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