Anyway, Strawberry Shortcake was one of my favorites growing up. I had a friend who lived on base just down the street from me. One of our moms would call the other, we’d meet halfway down the street, and then we’d spend hours playing with Strawberry Shortcake, Blueberry Muffin, The Purple Pieman, and all the others.

My sister and I had an entire Strawberry Shortcake themed room, from the matching Strawberry Shortcake canopy beds to the Strawberry Shortcake trashcan. We were surrounded by the little tart dessert.

My daughter now has a couple Strawberry Shortcake dolls. She’s not into her quite as much as I was, but does love the Strawberry Shortcake ballerina doll, and the kid-sized Strawberry Shortcake leotard that she would wear to ballet class.

It’s fun to see an old favorite of mine reappear after all those years. But, I do have a question. Where in the world did Strawberry Shortcake find the fountain of youth? I mean, I don’t expect the makers to age the dolls, but Strawberry Shortcake looks younger now than she did 25 years ago. Maybe not. Maybe she just got a new stylist. She certainly didn’t have that cute hip little hat when I was younger. It was frumpy and looked more like a strawberry on her head.

I don’t know. What do you think? I kinda miss the frumpy Strawberry Shortcake.

It does disturb me that my generation of toys is now being referred to as “vintage.” Does that make me vintage, too? Hmmm…mabye I need to get the number to Strawberry’s stylist. Or maybe I just need to start sporting this cute tee. Whaddya think?

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