A friend of mine bought a house that hasn’t been updated all that much since it was built in the 1950s, and it still has one light switch that’s 125% the size of modern ones and you have to push it really hard and instead of a little click it goes THUNK when the lights go on and it’s SO SATISFYING.
I also sobbed when I saw barbie appreciating an old woman, sitting beside her on the bench, because that’s what a woman is and that’s what being human is, and that’s what life is and she saw imperfection and age and realized it was beautiful.
She was so scared of being imperfect and having cellulite and aging and dying, and then she saw how beautiful all of those things could be, and she cried, and I cried.
