It may not surprise you to know that I got bored with the whole pony-by-pony indexing of what turned out only to be HALF my whole collection. There are only so many memories and stupid stories to go around, and I didn't want my entire blog to get hijacked by nostalgia that is interesting only to me.
So, I decided to have a little more wacky fun with it. The other weekend, in the midst of cleaning out the closets in my office, I dragged out the giant box, dusted off the toys, dressed them up, and photographed them in stupid scenarios -- and then shipped most of them off to Goodwill so that a kid who really, truly needs some toys can appreciate them in a way I can't any more. Full disclosure: I did save a small handful in case I ever have a girl, or a really horse-obsessed boy, but otherwise I gave myself one last afternoon of goofy with them before saying goodbye for good.
My tools: Several costumes, a dilapidated Dream Castle, a faded and janky Grooming Parlour, several baby-pony carriages, a stripper pole (not generally recommended for use with My Little Pony), and about 30 plastic animals with gnarled hair.
This photo has the makings of an orgy, doesn't it? So sweet. And I DID pair off my ponies and assign genders to them, so they could sleep with their heads interlocked -- you know, like human couples do.
First, I set up what was left of the Dream Castle. Life has been unkind to this storied pink edifice: