I'm 31 and my grandma started getting me AG books right when they first started coming out, which I think was in the late 80's? I'm pretty sure I had all 5 girls' books (only 5 at the time, if that), but I read those Molly books so hard that I can still remember the stories, especially the one where she's at camp playing capture the flag or whatever? When she has to row the boat through nettles or something? Maybe I can't remember them too well, but anyway, Molly was my girl, she was the shit. But the second I was allowed to pick which doll I wanted I betrayed her and myself and went with Samantha, of course. It's gross now to think how much enjoyment I got out of changing her from her normal dress into the white sailor outfit I later got, next christmas.
I think Samantha vs. Molly describes pretty accurately what happens while little girls are growing up and making choices...and then also the rest of life, ugh.
@Hot mayonnaise ditto