Nostalgic Movies- Barbie: A Fashion Fairytale

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This has to be one of my favorite Barbie movies since I was little. The soundtrack is beautiful; even to this day, it gets stuck in my head.

So, the movie begins with Barbie on set, acting. The movie is some Princess and the Pea knock-off that involves zombie peas. She hates it, so mid-action she yells “cut,” which gets her fired from the movie and leads her to question her acting career. Later, she gets a call from Ken, and he wants to break up with her. This leads her to question her career and her relationship, and she wants to go to Paris to visit her aunt, Millicent, a renowned fashion designer. Her friends Teresa and Nikki tell her she needs to get away from acting and Ken to think, so she does. She books a flight to Paris and blocks Ken and sets off. When she does get to her Aunt Millicent’s design studio, she finds out it’s closing, and her aunt is quitting fashion and taking on multiple new hobbies. At first, she like ” why would you do that, you love fashion and designing and your amazing at it,” which her aunt replies with soemthing like, “I do, but my design are old and there are constantly new designers with fresher ideas” “If your audence doesnt like what your doing, does it make sense to keep on doing it?” ( She’s lowkey real for that). This leads Barbie to drop the conversation because she sounds like a hypocrite.

Later, she meets Elise, an aspiring fashion designer, and they start hanging out. As their friendship progresses, Elise shows her a wardrobe full of magical fairy creatures called flairies (flaire fairies). These flares basically just make a designer’s designs better by adding a little bit of Glimmer, Shimmer, and Shyne (these are also the three flares’ names).

While this is all happening in Paris with Barbie, Ken just found out that he broke up with Barbie, and he’s panicked. Turns out, when he was reading a script about a breakup for Raquelle, she recorded him and sent it to Barbie. In his panic, he tries to call Barbie and explain, but he’s been blocked, so he calls Niiki and Teresa. They tell him instead of just trying to call her, he should do a grand gesture to show her he loves her and didn’t mean to break up with her. So he books a plane ticket to Paris without a second thought and a suitcase. He goes through all these bumps in the road, like getting stranded at the Paris airport and having to get a ride from a pig farmer.

Barbie and Elise are planning to do a last fashion show to say goodbye to Aunt Millicent as she leaves the fashion world. She and Elise create designs and go shopping for materials. While they are planning, Aunt Millicent’s competitor, Jacqueline, and Delphine plan to steal their designs and also do a fashion show with them. While spying on them, they discover the flaries.

One night, after creating the designs, they say goodbye to the flaires and leave the boutique. Later, the flairies get kidnapped by Jaqueline and Delphine and are forced to shimmer, glitter, and shine their designs even though the flaires tell them they can’t. They even tell Jaqueline that the flairies need to like the design for the magic to work, and if they don’t, something bad will happen.

When the day of the fashion show arrives, Barbie and Elise realise the flaires are gone, and they need to cancel the show. Barbie refuses and tells them they have to do the fashion show and believe in themselves or something like that (Genuinely don’t remember what was said during this part of the movie, since I was too focused on the fashion show). So they proceed with the fashion show.

While the fashion show is happening, Barbie’s dog Sequin, her aunt’s dog Jacques, and a cat, Jilliana, rescue the flaires from Jaqueline’s store. As the fashion show is happening, Ken appears and proclaims his love to Barbie ( Mid-show, while his pants are torn and his panties are out, btw). As that is happening, the flaires come and shimmer, glimmer, and shine all the clothing and change Ken’s bummy outfit into a full set suit.

Jaqueline’s fashion show became a disaster, and all the clothing on the models melted and began to stink, so everyone had to evacuate the show.

At the end of the movie, they get invited to a famous designer’s mansion for a party.

Los Angeles

I love Los Angeles more than anything; it’s where I grew up. Because of that, it will always have a special place in my heart. I remember driving through Santa Monica when I was a little girl, not yet able to read well. I would always read it as “Santa’s Mouth” for some reason. That is something I will always remember. I used to move a lot as a kid, but it would never be from state to state. My mom and I would just move to different places in LA. Growing up in Laurel Canyon was special, and now I will always know my way around. We went from Laurel Canyon to Malibu to Santa Monica, and now we live in Ojai. I don’t even know if I want to leave California for college. Yes, I want to get to see more of the world and have different experiences. But the thought of going to college somewhere in LA has always interested me. Driving through LA now gives me the most gut-wrenching nostalgia. When I drive through LA, I listen to 2016 music and pretend I’m still in that era. My only worry was going to bed early. Now I go straight to my room and take naps after school.

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2 A.M.

There is a certain kind of chaos that hits at two in the morning. Not emotional chaos. More like a restless, slightly delusional urgency where my brain decides my entire life would make more sense if I moved my dresser three feet to the left.

It happens out of nowhere. I will be lying there, overthinking something pointless, and suddenly I am on the floor unplugging lamps and dragging furniture with the strength of someone who definitely should be asleep. It feels dramatic, but in a satisfying way.

The funny thing is that rearranging my room at that hour never feels overwhelming. It feels like clarity. My space turns into this physical version of my thoughts. Messy at first, kind of embarrassing if anyone walked in, but slowly starting to make sense as I move things around. A pile of clothes becomes less of a crisis. A crooked mattress becomes some kind of metaphor. Everything feels temporary and fixable.

I think that is why I love doing it. You cannot fix your whole life at two in the morning, but you can move your nightstand and pretend that counts. And honestly, sometimes it does. 

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