MY LITTLE PONY

Since I am a child of the eighties, I decided I would start there.  And being a female child of the big-haired decade, I will start with My Little Pony.  Every girls dream was to have a pony of their own, and thanks to the major toy company, Hasbro, every little girl was now able to style a mane in the comfort of their own homes.

I vaguely remember the little ponies.  But I do have vivid memories of wanting them for my own.  My grandma randomly had one at her house, and I always used the ponies as horses for my Barbies to go on dates with G.I. Joe.  (I know they had a good time.  Who wouldn’t when they are galloping across the melodic, ivory keys of an upright to have a picnic and swim in the cool waters of the Styrofoam Bowl Lake.  Every little girl’s dream right there)

My Little Pony was a hot trend at the beginning of the 1980’s.  It made it’s debut in 1983 with 6 little ponies named,  COTTON CANDY, BLUE BELLE, BUTTERSCOTCH, MINTY, SNUZZLE, and BLOSSOM.

These ponies set the stage for a hot trend of braiding pony hair and galloping across the world.  As the popularity rose with these now infamous toys, they went from little plastic ponies, to little plastic ponies with a T.V. show and an internet site.  Of course, it naturally follows that if we color our hair and and pledge deep friendships with one another, we can all grow up and be happy and ride across rainbows.  Thank you Hasbro for introducing a cute little toy into our lives to make us want to grow up and be better people.

For further reading on the history of My Little Pony, please see their website HERE.

In case the pictures do not do it justice, here is a commercial for the happy little ponies.

 

 

And for the road, let us not forget the cute little cartoon show.

 

Now as you go about your business for the day, try not to forget this little gem of the past.  Go ahead and open up that old dusty box of toys and see if you still have that little pony hanging around.  Maybe give it’s mane a much needed brush.  Or, if you gave her a trim, then go ahead and tell her you are sorry, that you were only a kid and didn’t realize that it wouldn’t grow back til it was too late.  Come on, we all did that at some point.