I took Barbie and her pal Midge over to a friend’s house; they were riding in that car. We settled down to play with our dolls in the living room and the next thing I know, Midge is out, Barbie moves over to the passenger seat and my friend’s Ken doll is behind the wheel. Ken was the molded embodiment of the actor Troy Donahue, only in buff plastic.
The two took off for a drive to the mountains, which was somewhere around the couch and behind an end table. Ken parked the car and the two hopped out, and laid down on the plush carpet. Now, mind you, I was about 7 years old at the time and very naive, a good catholic school girl...
