When I was young, Barbie had knees. They looked like this:
According to my loving wife, and my memory, these knees could be bent – with effort – and Barbie thereby posed.
Today, there are two knee style.
The first style is super-posable:
The second looks much like the ‘Barbie knee classic’, but, as it turns out, they do not bend:
Not knowing the limitations of the new version of the ‘pretty’ knees, my wife declared the new knees to be an abomination, and that the knees that did not look weird were as God intended, and any Barbie our daughter was to take home had to have the one true knee style.
All of which is to say …
… yes, that was me looking up the skirts of all the Barbies at the toy store.
… no, that does not make me ‘some kind of pervert.’