Hello, Dolly (New Friend! ^_^)
So, um, I play Bratz.
NOTE: Bratz are dolls, and not, in fact, German sausage, despite what some people will crack wise in a sad and utterly transparent attempt to seem more mature and interesting than they actually are. *Halo.*
Note also that where other people may legitimately collect dolls (usually vintage Barbie), I debox mine and play with them, so it's very honest for me to say that I play Bratz. Not often, mind. Much of the time they sit on the shelf, but they are all deboxed in a line and are intended to be, well, toyed with.
So. There was this large church rummage sale in the city, and Bratz doll resulted.
The thing I love most about Bratz is the way they come packaged absolutely swimming in hundreds of teeny-tiny plastic accessories. <3 I also adore their feet: no more lost shoes! And the shoes are so easy to change!
Another thing that attracted me to Bratz is their price point. As I said, I play with my dolls, and these days all the decent-looking Barbies with halfway interesting outfits are the thirty dollar Collector Item Editions. That's a bit much for something I'm planning to use.
By comparison, a single Bratz toy with two outfits and a jillion plastic accessories, base-model, is $10. The really fancy ones are $20.
AND. Here's where it gets great. The $30 and $40 ones? Usually come with a boyfriend already included! ^_^ (This is vital, especially if, like me, you would never purchase a boy doll that did not come with guns or kung-fu grip--otherwise known as an "action figure"--UNLESS they came boxed with a girl doll you already wanted.)
My Bratz First Date Jade is of this type. She has a purple streaky in her hair! And a tiny little choker with itty-bitty teardrop seed beads and *stupid blither here*. <3
Anyway. There you have it.
She was the least battered of the offerings, which included two very damaged Chloe dolls (Chloe is easy to spot; she is the only blonde Bratz doll) and some mutated Bratz Minis.
She appears to be another Jade doll, which means I'm now excellently set for evil twin plotlines. XD She is wearing a pink corset top and some bell-bottoms with ugly fake-leather cutouts at the sides.
Her shoes are her crowning glory. They are black and pink pointy boots.
I grabbed up one of the jumbles of accessories on the table; it has a fantastic shiny turquoise fluffy jacket in it that will definitely be hers from hence, and an assortment of bangle-looking nonsense, and a nice handbag, and some flotsam I'll be throwing out.
For $1.25? She's wonderful.
The poor dear's hair was a matted frizzball, but I've been patiently combing it for the last hour and now it's long and sleek. It's got that slightly ooky feel heavily played-with doll hair gets, so I'll be shampooing her tomorrow, head-on because her neck joint is twisted, as I found when I attempted to behead her.
I am normally quite skilled at beheading dolls, but I didn't want to damage her neck; there's been obvious stress on it from too much pulling and yanking and less expert attempts to divest her of her cranium.
Pretty shampoo is in the offing for my pretty pretty. ^_^
/tmi.
ETA: Oh I found this pretty bracelet at the bottom of the bag and it's perfect for her!
I also have random literature and a garish orange 1970's dessert set based on the unicorn tapestries.
It's possible my sense of taste is a law unto itself. Or a force of nature.
Of course, earthquakes are also a force of nature. XD
Thus is life.
NOTE: Bratz are dolls, and not, in fact, German sausage, despite what some people will crack wise in a sad and utterly transparent attempt to seem more mature and interesting than they actually are. *Halo.*
Note also that where other people may legitimately collect dolls (usually vintage Barbie), I debox mine and play with them, so it's very honest for me to say that I play Bratz. Not often, mind. Much of the time they sit on the shelf, but they are all deboxed in a line and are intended to be, well, toyed with.
So. There was this large church rummage sale in the city, and Bratz doll resulted.
The thing I love most about Bratz is the way they come packaged absolutely swimming in hundreds of teeny-tiny plastic accessories. <3 I also adore their feet: no more lost shoes! And the shoes are so easy to change!
Another thing that attracted me to Bratz is their price point. As I said, I play with my dolls, and these days all the decent-looking Barbies with halfway interesting outfits are the thirty dollar Collector Item Editions. That's a bit much for something I'm planning to use.
By comparison, a single Bratz toy with two outfits and a jillion plastic accessories, base-model, is $10. The really fancy ones are $20.
AND. Here's where it gets great. The $30 and $40 ones? Usually come with a boyfriend already included! ^_^ (This is vital, especially if, like me, you would never purchase a boy doll that did not come with guns or kung-fu grip--otherwise known as an "action figure"--UNLESS they came boxed with a girl doll you already wanted.)
My Bratz First Date Jade is of this type. She has a purple streaky in her hair! And a tiny little choker with itty-bitty teardrop seed beads and *stupid blither here*. <3
Anyway. There you have it.
She was the least battered of the offerings, which included two very damaged Chloe dolls (Chloe is easy to spot; she is the only blonde Bratz doll) and some mutated Bratz Minis.
She appears to be another Jade doll, which means I'm now excellently set for evil twin plotlines. XD She is wearing a pink corset top and some bell-bottoms with ugly fake-leather cutouts at the sides.
Her shoes are her crowning glory. They are black and pink pointy boots.
I grabbed up one of the jumbles of accessories on the table; it has a fantastic shiny turquoise fluffy jacket in it that will definitely be hers from hence, and an assortment of bangle-looking nonsense, and a nice handbag, and some flotsam I'll be throwing out.
For $1.25? She's wonderful.
The poor dear's hair was a matted frizzball, but I've been patiently combing it for the last hour and now it's long and sleek. It's got that slightly ooky feel heavily played-with doll hair gets, so I'll be shampooing her tomorrow, head-on because her neck joint is twisted, as I found when I attempted to behead her.
I am normally quite skilled at beheading dolls, but I didn't want to damage her neck; there's been obvious stress on it from too much pulling and yanking and less expert attempts to divest her of her cranium.
Pretty shampoo is in the offing for my pretty pretty. ^_^
/tmi.
ETA: Oh I found this pretty bracelet at the bottom of the bag and it's perfect for her!
I also have random literature and a garish orange 1970's dessert set based on the unicorn tapestries.
It's possible my sense of taste is a law unto itself. Or a force of nature.
Of course, earthquakes are also a force of nature. XD
Thus is life.