My three favourite ragdolls as a kid were [name]Susie[/name], [name]Jenny[/name], and [name]Suzy[/name].
I had a very odd name and was the only one by it I knew, and I for whatever reason prized common, girly names. I thought [name]Susie[/name] (both spellings) and [name]Jenny[/name] were the most beautiful, feminine, simple, everyone-instantly-knew them names ever.
My favourite [name]Barbie[/name] I named [name]Karen[/name]. I had a bunch, of a range of vintages, and she was “the prettiest.” I thought she was incredibly sophisticated looking - she was INCREDIBLY '80s, with the very dark suntan they gave Malibu Barbies for awhile, white-blond hair with silvery TINSEL in it, and gold-and-purple eyeshadow and really, really red lipstick. [name]Karen[/name] was, I was convinced, an incredibly sophisticated name.
She really was striking compared to other Barbies with pink lips, less glittery makeup paint, and hair or skin colours found in nature.