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Nostalgia bomb

sarahb:

Antonia ordered a bunch of old school Strawberry Shortcake dolls off eBay for Esme for Christmas. They came today, and the moment I picked one up, I could feel the way her plastic shoes would squish between my back teeth as if I were already chewing on them (I didn’t). The combination of that plastic face and scented hair is what my childhood smelled like, and if someone made a pillow that captured that aroma I’d buy one and use it in lieu of lorazepam.

This is how I feel about Rainbow Brite and another old-fashioned fibreglass hard-faced doll. I remember looking at and hugging that doll and thinking how beautiful she was and I vividly remember her smell.  I’m turning 29 next month and I still have a blanket. It lives under my pillow and is extraordinarily effective as a comfort when I have a cold and I’m feeling sorry for myself. Or when I’m watching a scary/gory film and I put it over my head and watch through the holes.