You know my feelings on the latest and greatest Elmo, and I’m also no Barbie fan, but for some inexplicable reason I just love this doll. No, I’m not going to buy it. But it’s… well… okay, I’m just going to say it: It’s cute. Really, really cute. Excutiatingly cute. Teeny-tiny Elmo faces on her socks cute.
I… can’t believe I admitted this.
I feel cheap and dirty. Get it off! Out, out damn spot!
Seriously, I start squee-ing every time I come across a picture of this thing, and I have no idea why. It’s something of a relief to put it out there in the open, but it does cause a deep pain somewhere in the vicinity of my brain that’s responsible for balancing the checkbook.
Okay, I have to go lie down for a while.