My brain explodes just thinking about this. Barbie turns 50, goes through a middle aged crisis, decides she needs a tat, and bingo....Barbie has a tramp stamp. I thought the Bratz dolls were too much. I mourn the lack of pink in this house from time to time, but moments like this make me sigh in relief. Not that I have any issues with tattoos. I just don't want my 5 year old thinking about where she wants one.