hey folks, so this one time when i was like 7, i decided it was a good idea to play "hairdresser" with my barbie dolls. of course, i didn’t have real hairdressing scissors, so i used mom's kitchen scissors instead. long story short, my barbies ended up lookin' like they'd been through a windstorm. 😂 i thought it was a masterpiece, but my mom freaked out when she saw the mess. she had to hide the scissors after that. still makes me laugh when i think about my "genius" hairdressing skills. anyone else have a childhood disaster story? 😅 