
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
...Barbie was a revelation. She didn't teach us to nurture, like our clinging, dependent Betsy Wetsys and Chatty Cathys. She taught us independence. Barbie was her own woman. She could invent herself with a costume change: sing a solo in the spotlight one minute, pilot a starship the next. She was Grace Slick and Sally Ride, Marie Osmond and Marie Curie. She was all that we could be and-if you calculate what at human scale would trans-late to a thirty-nine-inch bust-more than we could be. And certainly more than we were at six and seven and eight when she appeared and sank her jungle-red talons into our inner lives.
Ruth handler
portrayed in the movie by Rhea Perlman.
Accounting legal troubles
Retired back in mastectomy
Fitting
Mastectomy, prostheses
Ruth and her staff, mostly women who had lost breasts to cancer, held fit-ting sessions at department stores. They played tapes of Ruth on television, opening her shirt and asking interviewers if they could tell which breast was real. "We were dignifying the fitting process," she said. "Women would see dozens of other women milling around waiting to be fitted, and they'd have their own little jam sessions.... They'd talk to each other and it became a party to these gals, a fun experience. By the time they got fitted, they were walking with their chest out; they were feeling each other... Imagine women laugh-going around and feeling each other's breasts-publicly and laughing and kidding around."
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