Common Sense On My Nonsense
Dec. 19th, 2007 06:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sakon76This self-reflection brought to you by the letter "D," the number "7" and the fact that I had a bad (yes, bad) dream last night wherein my mother gave me a Dollfie for Christmas.
A good number of my friends here on lj, talented costumers and artists all, have Asian ball-jointed dolls and adore them. Once in a while I muse on the fact that I might like a doll myself. Fortunately this musing is followed sooner or later by a little voice inside my head waking up and giving me a slap upside the head, usually involving some if not all of the following arguments.
Point one: the things are hella expensive. I am perhaps one of the best definitions I know of "low-maintenance" or "cheap date." I have a hard time convincing myself to pay $4 a yard for fabric (unless it's linen; linen occupies its own special category in my fabric hierarchy), so I find paying hundreds to thousands of dollars for a doll to be ludicrous most of the time. I admit to being perfectly willing to spend that much on completing my '40s dishes set, or in eyeing my coveted All-Clad pots'n'pans, but those are something I use/would use every day. A doll would not be in the same category.
Point two: the classic "and if your friends all jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge, would you do that too?" argument. Ah, mothers, don't we love them? I worry that I'd be getting a doll just because my friends have them. Peer pressure or "keeping up with the Joneses" is never the right reason to engage in an endeavor. Besides, dolls are![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hoshikage's thing. I don't need to copycat her and do everything she does.
Point three: I have too much stuff. I need to get rid of it, not get more!
Point four: do I really have the time to invest in a new toy when I don't have enough time for my hobbies as it is? Do I really want to invest that much time in entering into yet another hobby subculture?
Point five: where is the emotional attachment? I look at ABJDs once in a while on eBay, and, frankly, most of them don't look that attractive to me. For some of them I blame it on the J-Rock aesthetic where the dark circles under the eyes make them look dragged-out, because, really, do I need a doll that looks like it's been shooting heroin? And I already know that I'll never love the doll the way I love Abby, the rag doll I've had since I was two. Because you know what? Abby I can play with. ABJDs? Not so much. It'd pretty much be a dust trap: look, but do not touch.
A good number of my friends here on lj, talented costumers and artists all, have Asian ball-jointed dolls and adore them. Once in a while I muse on the fact that I might like a doll myself. Fortunately this musing is followed sooner or later by a little voice inside my head waking up and giving me a slap upside the head, usually involving some if not all of the following arguments.
Point one: the things are hella expensive. I am perhaps one of the best definitions I know of "low-maintenance" or "cheap date." I have a hard time convincing myself to pay $4 a yard for fabric (unless it's linen; linen occupies its own special category in my fabric hierarchy), so I find paying hundreds to thousands of dollars for a doll to be ludicrous most of the time. I admit to being perfectly willing to spend that much on completing my '40s dishes set, or in eyeing my coveted All-Clad pots'n'pans, but those are something I use/would use every day. A doll would not be in the same category.
Point two: the classic "and if your friends all jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge, would you do that too?" argument. Ah, mothers, don't we love them? I worry that I'd be getting a doll just because my friends have them. Peer pressure or "keeping up with the Joneses" is never the right reason to engage in an endeavor. Besides, dolls are
hoshikage's thing. I don't need to copycat her and do everything she does.Point three: I have too much stuff. I need to get rid of it, not get more!
Point four: do I really have the time to invest in a new toy when I don't have enough time for my hobbies as it is? Do I really want to invest that much time in entering into yet another hobby subculture?
Point five: where is the emotional attachment? I look at ABJDs once in a while on eBay, and, frankly, most of them don't look that attractive to me. For some of them I blame it on the J-Rock aesthetic where the dark circles under the eyes make them look dragged-out, because, really, do I need a doll that looks like it's been shooting heroin? And I already know that I'll never love the doll the way I love Abby, the rag doll I've had since I was two. Because you know what? Abby I can play with. ABJDs? Not so much. It'd pretty much be a dust trap: look, but do not touch.
