Vintage toys from 70’s/80’s/90’s (Part 2)

A few months ago I wrote a blog post about my vintage toys that I kept from my childhood (some of them were already vintage when I was a child – I had those from my older sisters). In that post I mentioned the little dolls with red painted on shoes and white socks. I found out that those dolls are from 70’s East Germany. I asked my sister where she had those dolls from, and she said that one of her friends gave it to her, back in the 80’s. She went to their house to play, and the dolls were just lying around, she wasn’t even playing with them, so my sister asked her if she needs them. She said “no, you can have them”. When I was 3 years old my sister gave me the dolls, and I remember playing with them in the sand in summer. Then somehow we forgot about them, and probably left them outside and they disappeared (maybe a dog stole them, like they used to steel shoes and other small toys.)
Yesterday I was checking (a page where people can sell things, similar to ebay) and I saw that somebody was selling old dolls, with the DDR Ari dolls among them. So I emailed the seller, we agreed that I would buy 5 dolls from her, we agreed about the price, and the place where we would meet. So today after work I bought the dolls.

So here are the new arrivals to my collection – the ARI dolls from DDR, they are cca. 40 years old or maybe even older. Originally there were 2 children, but the seller had only 1. I’ll buy the second child later, when I’ll find it for sale somewhere, for a reasonable price.
Another little doll, that I had as a child. Now my niece has it, but I wanted to have one too, and the lady who sold me the ARI dolls had this for sale too. This one was made by Igra in Czechoslovakia in the 80’s. I liked playing with this one because it has flexible arms and legs.
Black baby – age and origin yet unknown. Bought it today along with the dolls above. Probably it was also made in Czechoslovakia in the 80’s. It’s shape is very similar to the Igra doll above, but it’s hands are not flexible.
Bonus doll: The seller brought a whole box full of dolls, and she told me I could choose one for free if I wanted to, because I bought 5 dolls from her. So I chose this one. She is bald on the backside of her head, but that can be covered up with a cute little hat. I don’t know anything about it’s age or origin, but based on what her face looks like I guess it’s from the late 80’s or 90’s or maybe early 2000’s.


And at the end, here are these little model houses. I didn’t buy them now, but they also belong to my collection. My sister used to have them as decoration on the top of her wardrobe. Later she gave them to me, and I still keep them on the top of that old wardrobe. When my sister saw it, she wondered that I still have them and I didn’t throw them away. I asked her where is it from, she said that my mom bought it for her and my other sister at Balaton (Hungary) in the 80’s. Some of the windows are already broken, but I don’t mind. The writing above the door says “Sparkasse” (which means bank in German). From the writing I assumed, they come from Germany. When I went to Berlin, there was a shop with old model trains and model houses near the hotel. The shop was full off houses like this one.

Vintage toys from the 90’s/80’s/70’s (part 1)

I was born in the 90’s, but beside of toys from the 90’s, most of my toys were from the 80’s and 70’s (from my older sisters). Recently I started doing a little research on them. (When and where were they made etc.), and I decided to write a blog about it.

Let’s start with the Kinder Surprise figures. I used to build Lego houses for them, and all of them had a name. Later I gave my Legos to my nephews and niece, but they didn’t play with the figures anyways, so I took them back, and now I have this little collection of them.

Crazy Crocs 1991-1992
Peppy Pingos Party 1997
Tom and Jerry 1998
Wile E. Coyote 1997
Fantasmini Ghost 1996 (but it was in my Kinder Surprise in 2001, probably theses series came to Slovakia 5 years later)
Lola Bunny (cca.2005)
Puppy (unknown, cca.1997)
Pink/Purple caterpillar (unknown cca.1998)

DSC_0269I wasn’t sure about where this little dalmatian puppy came from, but I have a fuzzy memory of eating a chocolate ball, which had a red plastic ball inside (something similar to kinder surprise) and this puppy was inside it. I googled “kinder surprise minifigure dalmatian” and I found out, that I was right, it was a round chocolate, not an egg form like Kinder. It was Nestle Magic Ball.

Another Dalmatian minifigure, not sure if it was a MC Donald’s Happy Meal Figure or it was inside of a big Kinder Surprise egg, but I remember I also had a dog house made of paper with Dalmatians on it. Year: cca.1996-1998

And now let’s come to the older minifigures. My sister gave me this little pink bunny, when I was cca.2-3 years old. Later I asked her, where it was from, she said, it was a decoration on the top of a pencil/pen, and when she threw the pen away, she kept the bunny. When I was in Berlin, there was a shop with old toys (especially model trains, cars and houses) near the hotel where we stayed. I found this little bear in that shop, and it reminded me of the bunny, so I bought it for 1 euro. Both are probably from the 80’s, and they were probably made in the same factory. The shape of their head, the material they are made of and even the little red tie they have on their necks is the same.

Another bunny from the 80’s. It was inside of a red transparent plastic egg, which I don’t have anymore. I don’t have much information about this one.


Red Sprite eraser figure from Rainbow Brite When I was small, I also had a Rainbow Brite figure, (now my niece has it, but it’s missing a hand), White Sprite, the boy with blue hair, and another figure with yellow hair, in yellow clothes. On the feet of the Red Sprite stands: 1983, made in Hong-Kong. DSC_0270

The green cube has a hole in it, so it can be used as a pendant. It was probably a keyring or a necklace before.

The red turtle with goggly eyes, just like the pink bunny, was a decoration on the top of a pencil or pen. It’s from the early 90’s/late 80’s.

Funny Bunny purse. It was already old and kind of damaged when I was a kid, but I liked the pictures on it, and that’s why I still have it. I store my old figures in it.

Matchbox car from 1975. It was my sister’s favourite toy car. She scratched her initials into the side of it, so noone would steal it from her. She gave me this car in cca.1996/97, and she said it was her oldest toy car, and her favourite. I always built a lego garage for it.

This little ugly naked doll with hair like a troll, was one of my favourites. She also had a brunette twin that I lost somewhere, when I was 3. They both had painted on white socks and red shoes, but the paint was coming off, so I fixed it with correction fluid and a red marker later (That’s why is the colour of the shoes so faded out.) I also had a similar doll with painted on shoes and socks, with brown painted on, rubber hair. (These two and the Rainbow Brite eraser doll were the children of my Barbies. And they all lived in a doll house, which in fact was a shelf, with curtains and furniture cut out of magazines and glued to it’s walls. 😀 ) However I couldn’t find any information about this doll on the intenet, I found out that her “friend” with rubber hair, was an Ari doll from East Germany from the 70’s, so probably this one comes from the same era, same place.

ariThis is what my other doll looked like. (This is not mine, but a picture I found on the internet, but I had exactly the same doll.





To be continued (with some oldschool Lego and Barbie)

10 things that people who wear glasses are tired of hearing

When I was in elementary school, I often made mistakes in math, because I wrote wrong numbers into my sheets, when I was copying them from the blackboard. I wrote an 8 instead of a 3 and so on, and if I was sitting further from the blackboard, I couldn’t read the numbers at all, so I realized there was something wrong with my eyes. We visited a doctor, and he said I needed glasses. I was 11 at the time, and I wear glasses since then. Although my eyesight didn’t get better, but it got worse, I got totally used to wearing glasses, and I don’t think that glasses make me look worse…but do you know what really grind my gears? When people say these things to me:

  1. “You are so beautiful without glasses.” Only without glasses? So does it mean I’m ugly with glasses? That’s interesting. What do I look like with glasses? Do I have a rotting zombie wound on my forehead with a third hand hanging out of it, or what?

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  2. “You look better when you don’t wear glasses.” Oh really? You look better, when I don’t wear my glasses too…


  3.  “You are so sexy without glasses.” Once a guy wrote this comment on one of my photos on Facebook. My reply was: “I’m always sexy.”
  4. “Don’t you want to try contact lenses?” Don’t you want to shut up? If I wanted to wear contact lenses I would wear them. What’s so hard to understand?
  5. “Don’t you want to get a surgery?” I’ll get an eye surgery, when I want to. If I don’t want to, then I won’t, and as long as I don’t have to wear heavy, thick glasses which look like an ashtray, I won’t.
  6. “You look like a totally different person without glasses.” Ok, I admit it, glasses cover up a part of my nose, and a part of my face around my eyes, but it still doesn’t make me look totally different. I’m the same person with or without my glasses.
  7. “People with glasses are nerds.” I don’t consider myself a nerd. My grades were always ok, but I was never a nerd, there were subjects at school I hated so much, and some other subjects which I liked, but I was never studying too much, I was too lazy for that. And I know a lot of people with glasses who are very far away from being a nerd.
  8. “People who wear glasses are ugly.” Really? Explain me how. I fucking hate this stereotype about the “ugly, fat, ginger, nerdy person with braces” vs. “hot, blue-eyed blonde, but dumb bimbo”. This stereotype comes from films and TV series like Ugly Betty, and so on, where the glasses are a “must have” accessory for the ugly girl.
  9. “Glasses make people look ugly.” This comes from the stereotype I mentioned above. However, if you are really ugly (what is also hard to tell, because what’s ugly for you, might me pretty for someone else and vice versa), it doesn’t matter if you wear glasses or don’t, you are ugly anyways. If you aren’t ugly, then you aren’t ugly even with glasses. Glasses don’t add or take anything to/from your look. They are just an accessory, which you need to see properly. (So you can see the ugly faces of all the annoying assholes in details, muhahaha)
  10. Tries on my glasses, and says: “Wow, you really can’t see.” I don’t take the wheelchair of a disabled person, and say “wow you really can’t walk” either.

Why I don’t read women’s magazines anymore

As I child I saw my two older sister reading magazines, and I wondered what was in them. As a small kid I wanted to learn to read, so I could read anything written in these mags. I used to look at the fashion pages, look at the outfits, look at the women wearing them. There were some stuff I liked, and some stuff I found totally ugly. When my sisters didn’t need these magazines anymore, they always gave them to my mom, who worked as a self-employed dressmaker, so her customers could go through them too, and maybe get some ideas for new clothes. My mom had a sewing room at home, where her customers were visiting her, getting some clothes sewn. I spent a lot of time there, listening to what her customers (mainly women) were talking about, and reading these magazines. When somebody told me that I shouldn’t read something, I wanted to read it even more. Basically I learnt to read by reading magazines, and the topics weren’t always appropriate. For example, I remember reading about FGM when I was 8, or I remember reading about the problem of the rights of women in third world countries. I was shocked, but still, there was at least something educational in these mags. Or at least it was educational for me, as a child.

The older I got, the less I was interested in these magazines. When I bought a women’s magazine last time, I had a feeling they are all the same, and they can’t come up with anything new. The fashion changes, there are always some new crazy trends, there are always some new celebrities, there is always new gossip, but the topics are the same. (Like if all women should follow the same fashion trends, like if all women were interested in the same things.)

Let’s check an average women’s magazine. There is a celebrity on the cover. Next to her shoulder stands “HOW XY SURVIVED THE BREAKUP WITH ZY”, under it stands “HOW TO GET THE PERFECT BEACH BODY IN ONE MONTH”, just right below it stands “69 SEX TIPS”. On the other side I can see “LOVE YOURSELF THE WAY YOU ARE” and “TOP 20 FASHION TRENDS OF 2017”, and finally “15 THINGS YOU SHOULDN’T DO IF YOU WANT TO KEEP HIM”.

I open the magazine, and the first thing I see is an advertisement of tampons on the whole page. Next page is a table of contents, with a lot of pictures, so it gets your attention. I turn some pages, and I get to some fashion topics. “15 THINGS YOU MUST HAVE THIS SUMMER” Seriously? Why do I MUST have anything? Who tells me I must have it? What if I don’t even like it? Fine, whatever.

I turn a page, and I see photos of celebrities whom I don’t even know, and some of their favourites products, or things they can’t live without, or so. I see photos of perfume bottles, make up products, like mascara and lipstick and so on, a smartphone, and some other gadgets (so it doesn’t look like women only want make up, but they also use some electronics). I find this totally cringe. Why would I care about the content of the handbag of somebody I don’t even know. Anyways they are just usual things, like make up, phone, headphones etc. It would be much more fun if they had something weird in their bag. Like LSD for example.

I turn a page again, and I see a topic about plastic surgery of celebrities. Who cares? It’s their life, their body. If they want to look like an ugly plastic doll, let them look like an ugly plastic doll. The whole article is written about how bad they look now, how unnatural is it, etc. by an author who has fake tits herself.

I turn a page, and I see another ad, this time it’s a perfume ad. Next to it I see “TOP FASHION TRENDS OF 2017” and some photos of extremely skinny, probably anorexic women wearing ugly clothes, that probably nobody would wear in public. I see a photo of a woman in ugly make up, wearing a dress which looks like it’s made of plastic bags and tin foil, and another woman who looks like she just killed a bear, and now she is wearing it as a coat. Ok, whatever, let’s turn another page, this is plain bullshit.

Now I’m at “HOW TO GET THE PERFECT BEACH BODY IN 1 MONTH” I see a smiling woman with an athletic body, probably an illustration photo, diet tips, an illustration of a woman exercising etc.

Now I’m in the middle of the mag, I’m at the sex topic. Illustration of sex positions, penises, whatever, that were already written some years ago in other mags. Sex tips for people who lack creativity, and some stories which maybe aren’t even true, sent by the readers (or made up, or copied from the internet).

I am getting bored with the magazine, I turn some pages, and I find an article about accepting yourself the way you are. Hmm weren’t there some diet tips 10 pages before?

Then I see another 3 pages of commercials, mixed with some beauty tips, then I come to another article about what not to do if you want to keep your boyfriend. Hmm nice, but if there are so many tips about how to get a boyfriend, how to keep a boyfriend, how to fuck, then why do we have so many unhappy people? We have so much instructions, so many manuals about how to do things, and still our world is not perfect.

I’m at the last pages of the magazine, and I see career tips, what not to do on social media (like if there weren’t enough articles about it on the internet), horoscopes and of course cooking tips, because you will stay fat anyways, say goodbye to the perfect beach body.

So let’s sum i up:

  1. There is nothing new in these mags, it’s always the same topics, just differently written.
  2. Ads on every page.
  3. You MUST have this, you MUST have that. Why?
  4. How to get a boyfriend, keep a boyfriend, how to make him enjoy sex, how to please him. Why? Why should I bother picking up somebody who doesn’t give a shit about me? What if I told you, I’m fine without your stupid advice.
  5. What to wear. How to be cool, how to be in, how to be stylish. Who decides what is trendy? Why should I wear something, only because a celebrity does?
  6. How to lose weight vs. accept yourself. So what? Accept yourself as a fat lazy couch potato or stop eating anything normal?
  7. Celebrity gossip. Why would I care about their life? Who are they?
  8. Each year there is less text and more commercial, more pictures.
  9. Why are these called WOMEN’S MAGAZINES? What if I am a woman, and I’m not interested in these topics? What if I don’t use a lipstick, I don’t want to be trendy, I don’t need to lose weight, I don’t need sex tips, I have already accepted myself the way I am, and I don’t post my food to instagram and to facebook, so you don’t need to tell me how to behave on social media? And what if I am a man, and I’m crazy about fashion and beauty, because I work in fashion industry?

That awkward moment… (When you look younger than your age)

  1. When you meet someone new, and they ask how old are you, and their reaction is: “Oh really? You look like 16-18.” or even worse: “What? You are 22? You look like 14. Then you wonder what the hell you are supposed to look like. Have wrinkles? Grey hair?
  2.  When you are small and slim, wear glasses, and your favourite outfit is: jeans, t-shirt, sneakers and a backpack (because wearing comfortable stuff, and being able to run> looking sexy), so people automatically assume you are a highschool girl.
  3. When you decide to wear a skirt and high heels after a long time, because the weather is nice, and you have a date after school. Suddenly it starts to rain, but you have no umbrella (because fuck umbrellas, they are too heavy to carry them in your bag all day). Then random guys come to you with their umbrellas, trying to protect you from the rain, and flirt with you. Then they ask about your age, thinking you are younger, then they realize you are already doing master degree, while they are first graders.
  4. When you go shopping with your mom, but you are they youngest kid in the family, and she was already 40, when she had you, and the shop assistant thinks she’s your grandma.
  5. When your 13-year-old nephew is taller than you, and people think you are siblings.
  6. When you get half price tickets, because you look like a child.penguin
  7. When you can wear your t-shirt from 10 years ago, because you are the same height since you were 13
  8. When you kiss your boyfriend, and a mean old lady comes to you, and gives you a lecture about morals.
  9. When you go to McDonald’s during your 1 hour break at university, and Ronald McDonald asks you, why aren’t you at school.
  10. When the cashier thinks your boyfriend is your older brother.
  11. When everybody says you look younger than your age, but you never really need your ID to get in a club, because you go to underground places, where they don’t really care.
  12. When you don’t even look that young, so you wonder if people are telling you, you look younger, because they think it’s a compliment.
  13. When people say: “In a few years, you will be glad you look younger”.
  14. When you say “Fuck it, I didn’t want to grow up anyways”.
  15. When you are trying to look older, so you dress up more formal, but then you feel like wearing a mask, because it’s absolutely not your style.

Just youngest kid stuff (When you are much younger than your siblings)

That feeling when….
– you are a small kid, your siblings are teenagers and they don’t want to play with you, so you annoy them
…and steal their stuff (even when you don’t need them), and eat their last piece of chocolate (even when you are not hungry), or  you just lock them up in the kitchen because you are a fucking 3 years old troll
– you want to go clubbing with your sis because you like trance, but you can’t because you are only 3 years old
– your sister moves out, but you have another sister so you are not alone
– your sister is the same age as the mom of your classmate, but you just fight over random bullshit like normal siblings do
– she moves out and gives you her old stuff, like clothes, tapes, CDs, furniture, her room…and you finally find a track that you liked when you were small
– your siblings moved out so you have to clean the house at weekends
– your mom is overprotective because you are her youngest kid, and the others have already moved out
– but she doesn’t know how to use the internet (and neither dad can) so noone can control you…
– you are 14 and  your sister is 30, and she is a troll, and she is trying to read your search history in front of your parents…but you have deleted it…so she starts searching for other stuff in your computer…and you fight over the mouse
– when your sister goes somewhere for a weekend, and your mom tells her she will look after her kids, then she asks you to babysit for an hour, then you end up babysitting the whole weekend, because she is doing other stuff (like talking on the telephone all day, cooking dinner, etc.)
– you go somewhere with your nephews/nieces, and look like a teen mom
– you miss the bus, so you call one of your sisters to take you home after school
– you are the youngest “adult” in the family, and people are attacking you with questions like: Do yo have a boyfriend? Why not? Don’t you want one? Don’t you like XY? Why don’t you invite your boyfriend? Where is your boyfriend? When are you going to get married? When are you going to have kids? At 30??? Are you crazy? You are gonna be too old for that, you are 22, a few years and you will be too old…And you are just like “Shut the fuck up man!”
– you are the youngest, and the only one who still lives with their (retired) parents…and you are their “tech support” who removes 30 trojans, 50 malwares and 15 usesless toolbars from mom’s laptop…and explain her 77 times how to send a message on facebook
– you don’t have to cook or to wash your clothes, because mom does it for you
– you get grounded for not telling mom you were going to a party, but you texted her before and she also answered, but forgot about it the other day. Then you show her the texts, and she has to admit you were right, then you both just laugh about it.
– people think you are “mommy’s little daughter”, and that you have no privacy, no freedom, because you live at home, but you actually have more privacy than others at their student rooms, which they share with 3 others
– you don’t have to buy clothes that look vintage, you have real vintage stuff from your older siblings
– everyone is trying to tell you what to do because you are the youngest, but in the end you always do what you want
– you and your sisters laugh about some nasty jokes and mom asks what are you laughing at, you don’t want to tell, so she thinks you are making fun of her