But where was I? Gobs of red and pink fabric swathed the ceiling and walls. Sheer pink curtains covered every window, light pink lamps rested on dark pink night tables, a light pink duvet featuring a fancy scrolled B covered the bed, and the delicate wrought iron vanity and chair were dark pink.
Sitting up, my feet did not find my Crocs, but instead, a zebra rug and a pair of high-heeled marabou mules.
This was weird.
I glanced at the vanity mirror.
Barbie’s 1959 face peered back.