I always did. Perhaps this is what drove silicone implants, waif-like models aspiring to impossible figures and confusion with modern models of motherhood. Feminism? I appreciated Dove's Campaign for Real Beauty launched last year. Here is a "body image site for everybody" called Adios Barbie.
I had a Chatty Cathy and my grandmother, "Moose," made matching outfits for us. Barbie's shoes were cute and the car was fun to push around but I never could understand, even at 3, why it was fun to *play Barbie* and much preferred playing with regular baby dolls. When mother cleaned out the attic when my youngest was four, and sent along my Barbie (and all the paraphanelia), I threw it out. It might have been worth something...to somebody. Not to me, and certainly not to my two girls.
OK. If I've offended any Barbie lovers, here's where you can go to join the Barbie Fan Club.