Sure, everyone always assumed that Barbie liked Ken best — they had that dream house together, and Ken always was a spiffy dresser — not to mention that hair. But while Ken was upstairs perfecting his John Edwards coif — and probably fantasizing about Skipper — Babs was out in her dream car cruising for G.I.s, men of steel, hunky hulks. Because the truth is, dolls are for girls; a woman needs a man of action. So it’s... More >>>