Maybe it’s because I was never really a doll kind of girl.
In fact, my parents provided me with an oft-desired (by every other little girl) Cabbage Patch Kid, of which was quickly depanted and used as a pincushion. See, I was crafty even as a kid.
In the Sunday circulars, I always recall seeing those bisque babies (as shown above) and thinking they were wicked creepy.
This is turning out to be a great October post.
Anyway, so I’ve never liked dolls. Ever. I was given Barbies and instead of playing with them, I would organize the 1,000,000 accessories that came with the playsets.
Stuffed animals were another story.
But I’m getting off-track. Imagine that.
The point of this post was/is about these creepy “perfect baby” dolls.
Does anyone else find them, like, ew?
And so the stories are that some women are obtaining these dolls to fill a void in their motherlyness, whether it’s from losing a child, empty-nesting, etc.
Now, my “sure to start WW3” question is…
What makes these little dolls different then a “Real Doll”.
If you don’t know what a “Real Doll” is, check the interwebs. Probably not from work. Just saying.
Right, so, the um, “adult” version fills a void.
The creepy baby version fills a void.
So it’s cool to foster your motherly instinct (however bizarre it is) but your sexual urges are a nono.