If Barbie was an actual woman, she would be 5’9” tall, have a 39” bust, an 18” waist, 33” hips and a size 3 shoe.
• Barbie calls this a “full figure” and likes her weight at 110 lbs.
• At 5’9” tall and weighing 110 lbs, Barbie would have a BMI of 16.24 and fit the weight criteria for anorexia. She likely would not menstruate.
• If Barbie was a real woman, she’d have to walk on all fours due to her proportions.
• Slumber Party Barbie was introduced in 1965 and came with a bathroom scale permanently set at 110 lbs with a book entitled “How to Lose Weight” with directions inside stating simply “Don’t eat.”
OKAY WE GET IT. NO WOMAN COULD LOOK LIKE BARBIE. But god damn, she has always been a plastic toy, a play thing, a plastic version of a fashion illustration- which she would actually be “thick” in comparison to. She’s a fantasy, a caricature, a fucking TOY. Sure she represents femininity and beauty, but the same way a drag queen does. I’m so over the thousands of campaigns and ads and shit that pick apart Barbie as if she was ever meant to be a physical model to little girls. I never looked at my barbie and hated myself because I wasn’t 11 heads high with feet as big as my hands, tits as big as my head, and a waist as wide as my eye distance. I played with her like I played with my Small Soldiers action figures, my Betty Spaghetti, my Beanie Babys. And I had a great childhood because of Barbie. Give kids more credit than this, because I don’t think they knowingly look at their toys and think “oh this is how society wants me to look but I can never look like this so I’ll never be pretty.” No. Not all of us were that deep as children. I still love Barbie, I love her for her exagerration, the fantasy, the legacy as a plaything. She’s not a depiction of a real fucking person just like my fashion illustrations are not depicting real fucking people.