The Adventures of Traveling Allan™
Going to Work with B.J.
[Above: Allan™ goes to work with me. He's
standing next to my work computer, taking in everything in
Next to that photo, he's in place in my computer bag, ready
to go on the next adventure!]
Meeting Allan's Reproduction Twin
[Above: Wait, what's this? There's a second
doll in the bag now. How did he get there?
It's the 2014 Reproduction Allan™ who is now in the computer
bag with 1964 Original Allan™.
They're having a conversation, let's eavesdrop on them to
hear what they are saying. . . ]
Repro: Where am I? Who are
you?! You look like a twin brother, but I don't have
one of those. Help me!
Orig.: Take it easy, you're safe here. You're in
B.J.'s computer bag with me. I'm an Allan™ doll too,
but much older than you.
Repro: How can you be another Allan™ doll? That
one was around over 50 years ago, I was just born last year
Orig.: People who owned me took good care of me, so I
live on, in B.J.'s collection. She really loves
us. Have you seen her room?! It's full of
Barbie™ stuff, just for us.
Repro: So, why are we in a bag and traveling around
Orig.: Well, B.J. has chosen to place us here.
It's up to her how long we stay in the bag. She even
took me to work with her. I got to see her work
computer. We didn't have personal computers when I was
born. I also met a friend of hers at work, another
nice woman who was trying to unzip my jacket. She goes
by the name of "Gorgeous". I think she wanted to look
at my handmade shirt. By the way, where did you get
those U. of VA clothes? I don't remember them in the
Repro: A nice lady on the west coast made them for
me. There's a matching dress that I'm anxious for
Midge™ to wear. This seamstress makes clothes for us
from fabrics that have college or university logos on
them. She also makes clothes from fabrics that have
professional team logos on them, but B.J. doesn't support
pro teams - though she loves college teams. She even
wants to do her own "put together" of a golf duo. That
will be interesting to see how it comes out since Mattel
didn't do a golf uniform for the original Ken™ or
Allan™. But knowing B.J., if anyone can do it, she
Orig.: For a new kid on the block, you seem to know a
lot. That's good, you'll fit in well in the
collection. I can't believe you didn't know who I was;
after all, you were modeled after me.
Repro: You have to remember that the factory people
told me almost nothing; they didn't even speak my
language. I had heard the word "reproduction", but
didn't exactly know what that meant. Now I know that
it means I look like something that came before - in this
case, you. I'm glad to make your acquaintance!
Orig.: Welcome to the family!
Painted Hair Ken™
[Above: Someone new is joining Allan™ - it's
painted hair Ken™!
Ken™ is all set for Spring in ivy colors.]
[Above: Wait, what's happening? Where did
Reproduction Allan™ go? Ken's in the computer
Let's catch up and hear what's going on between these
two . . . ]
Allan: Ken™! I haven't
seen you in ages; I think it's been since we posed for
that picture together on my original box in '64.
How the heck are you?
Ken: Actually that wasn't me, that was my brother
the blonde painted hair Ken™. I haven't gone
anywhere, I've been in the room with you guys for a
while now, since B.J. purchased us late last year.
You've been so preoccupied with your twin brother the
Repro that you haven't spent any time at all with
us. Blonde flocked hair Ken™ from '61 said that he
played golf with your twin the Repro on Easter Sunday
and had a blast, though. That brother of yours is
a pretty decent golfer for a newbie - double eagled the
Allan: Yeah, he's definitely got some
talent. I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to neglect you
guys. After all, if there had been no Kens, there
would have been no Allans made!
Ken: It's ok, we figured that's what was happening
and that you would come around, eventually. So,
fill me in on this situation, like why are we in this
Allan: B.J., our owner, likes to have a doll or
two with her. She first got the idea from a woman
she read about on the internet who goes everywhere with
one of her bubblecut Barbies. All of her friends
know about the Barbie™ and expect that she will have the
doll with her, no matter what the occasion. They
even ask about the doll. B.J.'s not quite that
open, she only wants certain people to know that she's
carrying us around. She's afraid people won't
understand and probably make fun of her.
Collectors are sensitive people, you know. I don't
mind, really, it's kind of nice to be needed and wanted
after being in storage and seeing no one for so many
years. Repro was travelling around with me for a
few weeks and he needs a breather, so he's staying at
home for a while with the rest of the doll family.
He also wanted to see more of Midge™.
Ken: Ok, makes sense now. I'm up for the
[Above: A few days
later, traveling Allan™ got a REAL surprise.
Someone from his past, his DISTANT past.
Let's find out who THIS is...]
Allan: I feel I know you, but I don't know
from where. Were you the blonde painted hair
Ken that was on my original box in '64?
Allan: Well, who are you, then?
Ken: Wow, I can't believe how bad your memory
is. I'm the blonde Ken from your very first tv
commercial that Mattel made in 1964. I'm to
the left of Barbie™ in the formal dance Scene.
Allan: Well, you can't expect me to remember
that since technically, I wasn't there. The
Allan™ they used for that ad was a prototype with
front facing eyes, and I didn't turn out that way as
they gave me side-glancing eyes instead. But
I'm glad to make your acquaintance as I've watched
the ad many times. In fact, B.J., my owner,
has put a
link to the ad on YouTube right from this site.
How did you get here and where have you been all
Ken: Well, B.J. is now my 4th owner. I
was originally owned by someone who worked at
Mattel, then I went to a Florida Barbie™ dealer,
then I got sold to a nice lady in Virginia named
Laura. Laura was selling me after having me in
her collection for over 20 years, and B.J. was the
Allan: Cool that you know all your history
from beginning to end. But, why are you taller
than me? We were both 12 inches in height.
Ken: Well, look down and you'll see that I'm
on an original black wire stand that elevates me a
bit. I have to be on one of these stands
because of the special shoes I am wearing. As
you know, they used no doll stands in those
advertisements, so Mattel put two small nails/pins
in my feet which stick out through my shoes.
These pins kept me upright in the ad as they fitted
into the floor I was standing on. These are
permanent and can't be removed, so as a result, I
will always be on a stand when I'm out of my
original Ken box. You will also notice that
Mattel took a pair of brown shoes and painted over
them in black (see photo below). There were
two-toned black and white shoes available for you
and Ken, so I'm not sure why they did that.
And last but not least, all my clothes are taped to
each other and my body.
Ken: B.J.'s guessing that's because when they
were making the ad, everything had to look just
perfect and they didn't want anything sticking up or
not fitted just right. So I'll be staying in
this outfit permanently, too. B.J. wants
to keep me just the way I was in the ad.
Allan: Will you be traveling around with me in
the computer bag?
Ken: Heavens, no. I'm too valuable to do
that. I'll stay at home with the rest of the
collection, in my box. I'll see you all from
time to time, don't worry. Oh, and one more
thing. There are two labels affixed to my Ken
box and these had to do with the tv Scene I was
in. There are photos of the labels below for
your reference. I feel it's very ironic that
it's B.J. who has me now, after I appeared in YOUR
ad and YOU are her favorite doll!
Allan: I know, she tells me all the
time. I like her very much, too, she takes
good care of all of us. . . oh, except for that
OTHER blonde painted hair Ken™ that's around here
somewhere. Did you hear what happened to him
Allan: Apparently there was something black in
her computer bag that she wasn't aware of and it
made a mark on that other Ken's forehead. It
won't completely come off, whatever it is.
Looks like he has a bruise (laughs). B.J. was
sick over it, she still feels real badly about it
but I told her that accidents will happen and not to
sweat it. Ken's already forgiven her and she's
made sure that nothing else in her bag will damage
us. B.J.'s fanatical about her stuff.
Ken: Good to know. Well, I have to go
meet the rest of B.J.'s collection right now.
Nice talking to you!
Allan: Take care!
Allan™ Goes Off on His Own
[Above: Allan™ tries to get out of
my computer bag on his own, anxious to explore
my place of work all by himself . . .! ]
[Allan™ quietly makes his way from the
office to the break room. He'll have
to climb a chair to get to the table containing
[Above: Allan™ gets a look at the
main page of his own site; he's still fascinated
with personal computers, as they didn't exist in
1964 . . .]
Allan: Hi everyone,
Allan™ Sherwood (the doll) here. I know
that some of you have been following my
adventures with B.J., my owner. I'd like
to tell you about the morning I went exploring
on my own at her place of work. It all
started when we arrived at the store and she set
her computer bag down for a few minutes to get
some things she needed for the day. I
noticed that her bag was partially unzipped on
one side, so I reached up and got it open the
rest of the way myself (had to stand on some
pockets in the bag to do that). It was too
far down for me to go out the top and I was
afraid I'd fall, so I went out the side of the
bag instead (see photos above). This was a
BIG place and the first thing I had to figure
out was how to get down from the desktop.
I used a chair that was nearby to help.
Quietly I went along the floor, hoping no one
would see me. Luckily I had my black
hiking boots on. When I got to the break
room / kitchen area I noticed that B.J.'s
computer was out and open on one of the
tables. She was getting ready to add some
new photos and other material to my
website! I had to see this for
myself. I can't believe how small
computers are now, compared to the huge
mainframes that existed when I was made.
To think that you can actually have one small
enough to carry around with you is
amazing. I've watched B.J. use her
computer before, so I knew a lot of the keyboard
commands to load the various pages. I'm
very pleased with how this is all coming
together, she has worked hard on this. I'm
also honored to have a place where all my
information can be listed for others to
reference. I don't think I have ever
received this much attention from anyone
before. It's kind of nice. Anyway, I
enjoyed my short tour of B.J.'s workplace and
was able to get back in the computer bag before
she noticed that I was missing and out on my
own. She probably would not have been
happy that I did this without her
assistance. Maybe I can get her to
introduce me to more people so I can explore
some more, we'll see!
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