I visited America for two weeks this summer, hitting Maryland/Virginia/Pennsylvania for the first time in 18+ years. I don’t have a car in Japan. I don’t need or want one here. I only drive in America. Usually I visit my hometown, where I can borrow a car. I’ve also visited cities with good enough transportation … Continue reading I Slump in Sadness
I haven't written for a while but I sure as hell have been making things. You see, my friends and I were hit with not one but two sociopaths this summer. We didn't know about #summerofscammers until after the devastation. We're petitioning that if there is a destructive human force NEXT summer that someone send … Continue reading Emily’s Doll: Will a doll help?
Last night a friend messaged me to catch up and to let me know he’s read this blog and...”crikey, dolls creep me out!” Accurate. My humor thrives on discomfort. I’m a cuddly creep, it’s how I get past your guard. “I was looking and thinking ‘fuck, that’s creepy. Very, very good. But very creepy.’” And … Continue reading Alice could be living….anywhere.
I only started watching Teen Titans Go this year, thanks Netflix Japan, but I quickly fell in love with it. After watching the first three seasons (available on Netflix) I went back and watched Teen Titans. It really doesn’t have the insane joy but I get where it fit into the cartoons of the time … Continue reading Frightfully Tall RAVEN
Today I don't just mean restorative to indicate fixing up a damaged or sub-par doll. I also mean crafting to put your heart and mind back together. Sometimes the hyperfocus of making something with your hands is a way of stepping back from the horrors filling your life. Today I'm not going to get into … Continue reading Restorative Crafting: Jack Skellington and the Scammer.
Disclaimer: There is Doll Nudity ahead. I've seen enough videos and web pages to now know that people put a disclaimer for this fact. I have NO idea what sort of angry mail they get when they don't. I hope it's just because naked dolls exude a eldritch sadness and not for doll sexuality. I … Continue reading My First Blythe: Part 1
I'm now 43. I started using dial-up modems to access local chat lines when I was 14/15. So the raw amount of STUFF, good and bad, that accessing the world from your computer is not new...those early days in fact made me love using e-mail early and often to maintain and grow connections to people … Continue reading Ariel from the Box.
A friend checked in on how I was doing yesterday. I haven't knit for at least eight years. In fact I'd cleaned out my knitting yarn stash a few years back (keeping all my needles and supplies, just letting go of the odd yarn) in a Kon-Mari spree. My stash was a reasonable size because … Continue reading Like Grandma
I'm a belly dancer. I teach and perform and study belly dance. I also make belly dance costumes. There was no doubt that I'd combine dolls with dance. As soon as I saw a used Pullip Nah-atto doll I had to have it. But let's be honest, Nahh-ato is all Orientalist tropes. Genie lamp, harem … Continue reading Dressing to Dance.
I am nursing a flare-up in tendonitis in one of my ankles so I'll be at home for a few days during the national holidays icing and resting and probably catching up. I could explain why it's been a while but it's not interesting: work and life. I'm waiting for some eye chips to arrive. … Continue reading All those outfits