Boop-boop-be-doop-It’s Betty Boop!

Christmas ornament gifted to myself!

Who would’ve thought I was a child in love with a sex symbol? In all fairness, I didn’t know Betty Boop was considered an “object of sexuality”. The Betty Boop I adored was an antique wooden doll. This doll, or maybe it was simply hearing my mother talk of this doll, linked me to the little girl my mother once was.

My mother kept the cracked and chipped wooden Betty swaddled in the protective layer of a towel and tucked in her bottom drawer of clothes. I often opened the drawer and carefully removed Betty. I’d cradle her and think of the story my mother had told me many, many times…the story of how Betty Boop became her very first ( and possibly her only) doll.

My mother had lost her own mother when she was about two and a half. At the age of five my mother became quite ill with pneumonia. Her next door neighbors were Dr. and Mrs. Horsley. Mrs. Horsley nursed my mother back to health. My mother recalls her spoon feeding her bread dipped in warm sweet milk. During this time, Mrs. Horsley gave her the Betty Boop doll. My mother, in turn, took superb care of Betty Boop. My mother is now seventy-eight which makes this doll seventy-three. I wonder if Mrs. Horsley ever had any idea of the incredible timeless value of her gifting that doll to my mother.

Christmas ornament from my friend, Patti.

Anyway, I have always secretly looked at Betty Boop commercial items without ever purchasing anything until this year. I bought myself a Christmas ornament. A week later a friend gave me a different Betty Boop ornament. Now, I want a coffee cup…No, I am not turning into a Betty Boop collector! Still, Betty Boop warms my heart.

In case you’re wondering, Betty Boop is still safe. She is tucked away at my sister’s house. My mom had four daughters and wasn’t sure which one to hand Betty over to. I thought it was an easy decision, though two of my sisters didn’t agree. Only one of us four sisters had daughters, so this is where Betty now resides…that is, until this sister decides which of her three daughters will receive Betty.

In case you’re interested in the history of Betty Boop.

32 thoughts on “Boop-boop-be-doop-It’s Betty Boop!

  1. Ah…thanks for a great family story. Thank goodness for Mrs. Horsley.

    Betty Boop has significance for me because of a friend named Betty who has eyes like BB.

    Our family has a Soup Tureen that has passed from eldest daughter to eldest daughter. We’re in a position now where the eldest daughter had two sons. Not sure what will happen. Maybe it’ll go to the son’s eldest daughter.

    Hope you have a great Christmas, SuziCate. Blessings to all your family.

  2. I remember that Betty from Peg! Love the ornaments. I get a kick out of looking at all the different ornaments every year and what they remind me of. :-)

    If you ever get to Universal Studios, they had a great selection of Betty Boop stuff.

  3. Oh it is so sweet to have a treasured item.

    I love the Betty you bought yourself. So pretty! You know I am a sucker for glitter.

    I can see how/why Betty has a special place in your heart!

  4. I guess I owe you your Betty Boop coffee cup since I have Betty. That makes her even more special but I didn’t have kids when she gave it to me, remember? You convinced her to give Betty to me for my wedding. Guess it’s a good thing I had girls or I’d have had to give her back.

  5. Fascinating, indeed. It always makes me think of Marilyn Monroe and her ‘I wanna be loved by you’.
    Amazing how there has always been a sort of appealing innocence going hand-in-hand with the sexuality.

  6. Ah hah! So Peg has Betty! (Great detective work, Officer Medrano!

    I worked with a tall redhead who really reminded me of Betty Boop many years ago. I think she played it too, with the thrown up “Oh My!” hands the the popping eyes.

    Sex symbol or no, I love Betty too!

    • No need to share her…I’m happy with Peggy having her…now if I’d had a daughter I might would have changed my mind and wished I hadn’t talked my mother into giving it to her!

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