My gift memories - Mumma McD

We all have childhood memories of gifts we were given. Some gifts were coveted while others made us cringe. I love to hear stories of childhood gifts and who better to ask than my favourite bloggers?

Mumma McD blogs at the brilliantly titled Toilets aren’t for Turtles. She’s a dairy free coffee addict who appreciates red wine, bad language and jokes with inappropriate punchlines. Just my kind of lady. Her tell-it-like-it-is posts make me laugh. The type of nodding along at every word belly laughs that a Mum of 2 tornadoes like me can relate to.

I was excited when Mumma McD agreed to a ‘My gift memories’ interview and intrigued to see which childhood gift memory really stuck out for her. She didn’t disappoint and has delivered us a serving of pure 1980s gold…

What was your favourite gift you were given as a kid or teen?

It would have to be my Boy George doll. Yes, doll. Like a Barbie, but with more makeup ;). And long black dreadlocks. It was a thing of beauty.

Boy-George

Who gave it to you?

My aunty Christine gave it to me, and I thought she was the coolest aunty in the universe for buying such a trendy present.

How old were you?

I’m pretty sure it was a gift for my 8th birthday, in 1985. Because what could be a more appropriate birthday present for an 8 year old girl than a miniature plastic version of a sexually ambiguous, heavily made up follower of the New Romantics movement? I was obsessed with the song Karma Chameleon, although I truly thought the lyrics were “Come on chameleon”, and I had no clue what a chameleon was supposed to be…

Rachel on clothes line

Do you still have Boy George?

I wish I did! But sadly it has gone the way of so many other once-loved treasures. It probably lost favour at some point during those fickle tween years and got replaced with a Puggle, or kicked to the curb to make room for my growing Itty Bitty Bin collection.

Is the doll something your kids would play with now?

Umm. No. My kids are 2 and 3 so not really age appropriate. I’m not exactly sure what age would be appropriate to play with a Boy George doll!

Any other details or special memories of this gift?

My aunty Christine lives in NZ and we didn’t get to see her much, so it was a big deal that she was over for my birthday. My parents were going through a divorce, and I remember feeling pretty powerless and insignificant; with this cool gift my aunty made me feel grown up and important. And it earnt me instant celebrity status when I took it to school the next week!

Rachel Akaroa NZ

A big thanks to Mumma McD for sharing her gift memories and super cute flashback photos. I’m glad to know I wasn’t the only one singing “Come on chameleon” at the time.

You can follow Mumma McD on her Toilets aren’t for Turtles blog, Facebook, Twitter and Instagram.

Were you a fan of Boy George?

Did you have any toys that gave you instant celebrity status with your friends?!