I know the world has changed a lot. I realize that. And I know at my age change is to be expected. The thicker waist for one. Although it was Barbie that had the dream kitchen.
There’s the odd things. I don’t think I’ll ever sag, you know, but my hair is just as lush, just as long. And the bigger shock. I’m taller now. And actually younger looking than when I was christened ‘the free swinging girl that every little girl longs to be’ back in ’63.
It’s not natural of course.
But, it never could be could it?