The first thing that hint you as you scurry into my apartment from the cold is the scent of Flair. Each bottle of fabric softener smells like a garden crime scene in which roses have been massacred. Such carnage. Much Flair. So ow my eyes and senses. I avoid scented products...but doll wigs and doll … Continue reading Spa day
Month: February 2018
A doll for every sink.
I woke up this Sunday morning with no plans, except to maybe clean my apartment. It's a little chilly out, not good for spraying fixative on doll faces, so I thought I'd put things in order. While I was having my first coffee of the day my father ambushed me via FB video chat. His … Continue reading A doll for every sink.
The shelves have eyes.
All my heads have working eye-gimicks. Heads in progress; Make-It-Own (MIO) kit Dal in Mocha*. The kit came with everything. I'm feeling a little conflicted about the eyes I painted. On the right eye I think the lighter hue around the iris worked, on the left I think it just looks like a blotchy iris. … Continue reading The shelves have eyes.
Like Grandma
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
Wiggity-whack
I’ve never been confused by a wig. I’ve been confused by people’s choice of wigs, sure, who hasn’t? But to fundamentally not understand a wig’s construction and intent is new to me. Maybe it’s just the lack of wigs in my life. If I had more connection to wigs, a great number of them interacting … Continue reading Wiggity-whack
The mail contains bad news and a head.
Yesterday, Friday, was not great. I could get into it all but I won't. This is a huge change from my early Live Journal days when I would reveal all intimacies (with certain filters in place) and find it therapeutic to do so. I've already told this story to a few close friends and will … Continue reading The mail contains bad news and a head.
Prosthetic leg.
After creating a doll hybrid I had leftover parts: two full arms, pelvis, one leg with foot, one footless leg. I sawed the leg with a foot in two places and smoothed off the cuts. I think I want to make a prosthetic leg for a Dal or a Pullip...or both. A Step Ahead is … Continue reading Prosthetic leg.
Let the bodies be packed carefully and stored under my bed.
Tuesday after work I went to Akihabara Radio Kaikan to buy some Obitsu bodies. Akihabara is an environment that makes me itchy and unhappy. I cannot handle the atmosphere of the place . Stores that sell straight-up posable dolls (not Anime figures) are by far more chill than the rest of Akihabara. The most chill … Continue reading Let the bodies be packed carefully and stored under my bed.
Meet Monomono
According to an Amazon review I found quoted many places: Monomono is my all time favorite Dal doll. Although in theory I think she has too much orange on her face, in real life she is absolutely beautiful. She has beautiful brown and gold eyechips. She also has a fake fur wig, which is not … Continue reading Meet Monomono
Baggie of eye parts.
Oh, Pullip dolls. You're each unique in your own way. I'm learning so much about you. Like how some information says the old three-part heads (Type 2 heads) are pre-2009...but it's possible to order eye-gimicks and eyelids from a pre-2009 doll only to find that they are intended for a Type 3 head and DON'T … Continue reading Baggie of eye parts.
