there has to be some study out there that has researched who your friends are as an adult compared to which
american girl doll you had when you were growing up. except for a few mollys (and one or two samanthas),
all my friends and i had felicity. even though felicity isn't the obvious choice (samantha was the prettiest and she was rich=!!!!), something drew us all to the spunky red-headed gal who grew up in colonial williamsburg. something? and for the same reasons why i am friends with them all now? much to think about.
christmas 1995.
look! me and felicity have not only same nightgown/bear/bear in same nightgown, but we also have the same teeth! ah ah ah.
