Barbie, she's the ultimate bitch. Right? Seriously, she's got long, long legs, a rack that won't quit and her hair is always perfect. Actually, everything about her is always perfect. I bet she's even really nice too. The problem? Yeah... she's not real, and if she were human they say that because her boobs are so big, this bitch would be walking on all fours just to support her upper body. So why, ladies, do we continue to compare ourselves to a doll; something that is so completely fake and almost untouchable (without loads of "plastic" surgery)? Kinda reminds me how of often you, bridey, compare yourself and your wedding to those insanely gorgeous yet entirely exaggerated "real" weddings seen on TV.