Was feeling peevish last night and still do this morning. Am scheduled to go to the gym later, though, and then to see a friend to play dollies, which I'm looking forward to. People find out I collect dolls and they ask, "Do you play with them?" in the same tone of voice they might use to ask if I'm into bestiality or something. Sure, I play with them: I style their hair and change their clothes. I love coordinating new outfits and mixing & matching. Funny that this skill doesn't apply to my body and my wardrobe. Not that you can get much variety from jeans and t-shirts. "Oh I know, I'll wear that pink t-shirt with those jeans and my Converse sneakers!" Anyway, I'm not into the roll-play and backstories for my dolls that some other adult collectors are into, but I do like to take pictures of them and share them on the message board.
A Bratz boi suffers an unsuccessful encounter with Tiny Kitty. Thanks to ImageShack for Free Image Hosting
I only bought the Bratz doll to steal his clothes and give them to TK. The TK on the right is wearing his shorts. Not into Bratz dolls as a rule, I think they're fucked up.
I swear I gained 20 pounds from my Indian dinner last night.
I'm gonna repaint a doll or two for me to keep. The thing I hate about repainting is giving up my work! Some artist.
posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 8:47 AM
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Whateya need to know about me? Hmmm, I'm not clever enough to summarize myself concisely. Guess I'm underdeveloped, a late bloomer. Still trying to find my way in the world. I've already found my way *into* the world, which I suppose is a step in the right direction ... isn't it?
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