Cleaning out my closet, Polly Pocket edition

In an effort to make the house less cluttered and way more liveable, my family and I have been on a rampage to destroy clutter any and everywhere we find it — just in time to get new furniture, do some painting and really give the place a makeover. We’ll have more space for relaxing and enjoy all the perks of rooms not crowded by belongings we haven’t touched in a decade. And I know that, once we get going, we’ll feel much more free.

And that’s all wonderful and inspiring, friends, except for one tiny issue: actually having to get rid of stuff.

Deep in one of the closets was a plastic storage bin full of the items I’d say are pretty emblematic of my childhood. Among them? My Ewok and Alf dolls; a Teddy Ruxpin (with a cassette tape player, natch); stacks of children’s books, including Dr. Seuss’ One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish; my Cabbage Patch doll and her pony friend; My Little Ponies in a variety of colors, but mostly pink; Barbies in various states of disarray; Power Ranger action figures; and . . .

Polly Pockets.

I’m not talking about those new-fangled Pollys with the giant cars and changeable outfits that have basically turned them into miniature plastic Barbie dolls. No, friends, those are an insult to the “classic” Polly Pockets with which I was hopelessly devoted in the ’90s. I’m talking the ones that would fit in the palm of your hand with little “people” the size of your largest fingernail, the ones with pieces you’d lose about a hundred times a day.

The ones your little sister would “borrow,” then lose all of your favorite pieces. And not want to tell you for fear that you’d fly into a 9-year-old rage and have a fit the likes of which the world has never seen.

You know, hypothetically speaking.

As my sister and I were pawing through the bins, one of us would let out a periodic squeal of delight. I knew, logically, that I was supposed to be sorting through my old toys in the hope that I would be able to donate many of them to charity, but actually seeing this stuff again made my chest swell with a sense of don’t ever let this go. I was able to part with a few things and create more space in my bin, but the vast majority of the stuff stayed tight.

And how much room do vintage Polly Pockets take up, anyway? I mean, I can still fit my entire collection in one of the handbags I carry to and from work everyday. And I’m pretty sure I would rather be forced to carry these things around in my purse every single day than to ever part with them.

That green one pictured above? That’s a school, friends. A school with a teacher, a parent and a pigtail-wearing student — complete with cafeteria, restroom, art room, lecture hall, kitchen and dorm. With a swimming pool. A pool in which my Polly can take a little dip in between classes.

Though I’m 24 years old and haven’t felt the familiar click! of the Polly Pocket opening in more than a decade, if you think I sat down and gingerly pulled each tiny piece from the toy . . . you’re right. I might have also gotten my camera out and taken about 75 million macro photos of my Pollys, too.

As we sorted through everything stored in boxes and bins this weekend, the familiar refrain heard ’round my house was, “Well, maybe our kids will want to play with this someday.”

And you know? I have no idea if my future children — adorable little geniuses they’re sure to be — will someday want to play with Polly Pockets. From 1992.

But if they don’t? I will.

And that’s a promise.

17 thoughts on “Cleaning out my closet, Polly Pocket edition

  1. Hahaha, I LOVE this post. This weekend I was at my parent’s house and had my own little walk down memory lane with old toys, trinkets, homemade crafts, school projects, etc. It’s so much fun to see all that stuff again and have the memories come rushing back as if it were yesterday. I do, however, love me a good dose of minimizing and getting rid of things that are just unnecessary clutter at this point in my life – but don’t worry, I keep the important stuff (multiple Barbies, my entire My Little Pony collection, a few Cabbage Patch Kids, and my Sylvanian Families).

    P.S. Not sure if you care, but before you go donating all of your old toys, check out eBay – it’s amazing how many of our toys are actually worth something today (especially the My Little Ponies). Just a tip. 🙂


  2. Hahahaa 😀 You are too funny. And Polly is too cute. This entry reminds me of the old times too. When my sister and I would argue over who will use the computer, itching to type in I find it funny nowadays.

    I don’t have Polly, but I have Kelly. I have ice cream carts.. bedroom stuff.. kitchen stuff.. pizza.. Oh I’d like to play now.

    *hits submit*


  3. YES!!! I’m glad someone else remembers the classic Polly Pocket. My cousins (ages 5 and 8) love Polly Pocket, but it’s the new version. I really dislike the new version…you’re right it’s just like Barbie.

    I tried to explain to them what Polly Pocket was like when i was their age and why they were so awesome. But once I got to the part where you couldn’t change their clothes, all was lost.


  4. Well, you can tell that we grew up in the same era- I wanted a “Teddy Ruxpin” so bad, and my (mean) parents wouldn’t buy me one, LOL!

    I have a box of barbies that I refuse to part with, despite the fact that I have THREE BOYS…..I feel your pain 🙂


  5. You’re definitely not the only one clinging on to old toys. That’s always the problem I run into when I attempt to clean out my room. Half the time I just can’t bear to part with anything even if it’s just sitting in my closet gathering dust.


  6. Oh wow oh wow! I had a huge collection of Polly Pockets like these, and they were definitely some of my favourite childhood toys. Oh the memories! I’m sure they’re still somewhere in my room, I might have to dig them out for old times’ sake…


  7. This summer I’m visiting my parents and plan to get rid of some old toys and other childhood stuff. I hope that I can withstand the powers of nostalgia to some extent. My Little Pony’s were the favorites for my sisters and I. We also were big fans of Marbleworks.


  8. Oh my word girl…I’ve SO been there! As evidenced by the nearly 100 BSC books in a plastic tote that I can’t seem to part with. I mean, what kind of childhood would my (hypothetical future) daughters have without those books? And THEY’RE NOT IN PRINT! Justification right there 🙂

    I love trips down memory lane…


  9. Yes! Yes! Yes! This is amazing. I love the classic Polly Pockets! Did you have the gigantic jewelry box/magical palace/fancy hotel? It was ah-mazing. And I had ones that lit up! And spun around! Did you have the ski resort? I loved that one!


  10. I was searching for a picture of the Polly Pocket I have back at my parents house.. and I finally found this! This the the same one I have back home! I really wish they still made these. The new ones are ugly IMO.


    • oh wow i did the same thing one day after u did. 🙂 left a comment before i read the rest of the comments. aha good memories with pollypockets! 😀


  11. aha I got nostalgic all for a sudden so I googled PollyPocket boxes and I found this page because I HAD THE SAME BOX AS YOU DO!! =D Yet I threw away all my toys a few years ago and I regret it very much. 😦 But lucky I still have all the memory about these cute little boxes though. I remember that I even put water into the swimming pool when I was little. Did you 🙂


    • Yes, my Polly Pockets went everywhere with me, Yifei! And I’m really glad I kept the few that I did, though I wish I had all of them. They were so fun, and the new ones just aren’t the same!


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