Blog reader and occasional commenter, but steadfast refuser of actual blogging, Marisa, emailed me the above photos of Blythe dolls.
She knows I am a big fan of these dollies and their pink hair, changeable eyes and kick ass fashion sense, and that, despite the historical significance of American Girls with their morals and movies and tea parties, EvaJun will be getting a Blythe on her 5th birthday... (probably 2 so that we don't have to share.)
Marisa has 5. And a small one for her cellphone. Marisa is a
greedy beeyotch lucky ducky.
And she thinks the the cellphone one looks like me.
If the cellphone dolly was, you know, oldish.
While Barbie would probably be my first choice under Dolls-I-Want-To-Look-Like, preferably one of the ones in Armani or Carolina Herrera, I guess Blythe is better than Cabbage Patch.