… why I'm no longer into Blythes.

I used to love it when it was a relatively underground hobby, when there were few & well done websites, etc... Now the whole thing has turned into a mayhem. Everyone has an Etsy store selling the same stuff. Everyone customises their dolls because if you don't, you're not really into Blythe or whatever. Everyone has a crappy Blythe page where the same infos are rehashed to d

Blythe has become a cheapened commodity. I'm sick of seeing the ugly customs popping up everywhere. But more than that, I'm sick of all the morons that get attracted to her.

I've always had a hard time fitting into large communities, liking really popular stuff. Call me elitist or snobbish, I won't mind, I know I am. I just have a tough time liking something that girls who have no taste & no brains like. It scares me.

On the other hand, I feel sad and lonely inside without Blythe in my life... I hardly ever crochet, I've given up on the idea of sewing again, piles of unused clothes are accumulating on my shelves and unattended dolls are scattered around. And I no longer take a single photo even though I really wanted to get better at it.

I can't wait for the moronic hordes to turn their moronic attention to something else. Please, go away, ok ? You've ruined so much for me already.

Blythou out.

A few months ago, I noticed I suffered from what I thought was hypoglycemia (faintness, cold sweat) whenever Thierry and I would go on one of our extended walks around the city. Whatever I ate, it didn't change a thing.

However, I wouldn't feel the same on vacation even though we pretty much walk all day long...

And then it dawned on me. When I'm on vacation, I always carry a Blythe in my bag for photographic purposes, something I used to do all the time during the week-ends. Right after I stopped doing it, I started suffering from what I thought was hypoglycemia but might be a mild form of panic attacks.

Yesterday, I had a light breakfast, packed a dolly, then we went for a long walk in freezing weather, came back around 2 pm and guess what ? I felt totally fine.

Does Blythe have magical healing powers ? Am I officially nuts ? a combination of both, maybe...

Blythou out.

When i started writing about music, the whole thing soon became a job and no longer a passion. I still love music, it's a huge part of my life, I still feel very passionate about some bands/artists, but I try to stay objective and keep my cool. And mostly, I try to keep my work life separate from my "other" life. The one involving dolls.

It all changed today.








Blythou out.

Her name's Yoshimi... of course, after the legendary Flaming Lips album, "Yoshimi battles the pink robots". After all, the Blythes came back to life after I went to the Lips concert last month...

I hadn't bought a Blythe in months (heck, my last girl was Peanut, the SM which I got last year) and when Tibiloo told me she had an extra BBB, I couldn't resist it. She's a very cute, very sweet little girl, but I'm sure she's got a wild streak buried under her baby-ish exterior. Only time will tell...

Blythou out.

My mother has just got her first Blythe.

Her Blythe-infatuation started a few weeks ago, when she started making clothes for the girls. And today, while I was dressing a couple of girls in her creations, she playfully put one in her handbag.

I asked her if she wanted a girl and she was like, "oh, I'm fine with the body you gave me... Of course, a full doll would be better if I want to make hats or accessories or..."

While she was trying to find a good excuse, I whipped out Blixa Moptop, my moho, from her box. Since I'm allergic to her mohair hair and was about to sell her (but very, very reluctantly), I'll be happy to know she lives with my mother. And it's a neat mother's day present.

She's renamed her Dorothy (after the journalist in "Doctor Quinn"... believe it or not !). And she started speaking to her in babytalk as soon as I had my back turned. "oh, you're going to be happy with your gran, sweetie... Oh, you're so cute with your freckles... I'll make you a couple of dresses just for you, of course before making more for Isabelle's girls..."

I couldn't believe it. But it was fun & cute.

Blythou out.

I took LOADS of pics of my girls today... So check out my Flick'r album for sugar-free eye candy.
Here's my KB family, with from left to right, Cherri, Lilo, Blossom, Blythou & Lee-Hazel. They're all in Woollyrockers gear, which, as you might see, I love a lot !

Blythou out.

Tibiloo's officially back from the dead.

She got revived yesterday, when my mother brought me a red felt dress she's just made. She enjoyed sewing it apparently so much so that she's making more...

BTW, have you noticed that Titus's smoking ? He picked up that nasty habit last summer, when I bunny-sat him probably... *sigh*

Blythou out.

Some months ago, I'd promised Evette I'd locate that picture I'd taken of Mr E meeting Ezri my Aztec.

I'd taken it when I'd interviewed him for the Shootenanny album, 3 years ago. I'd figured that since there was plenty of big eye art on the first Eels' sleeve, he'd like to meet my dolly. Turns out he did.

He sat her in front of him on the coffee table and sometimes, he'd say things like "oh, she's giving me that look again", or "oh, she looks pissed off". He also pretended she tried to sexually assault her and claimed she was a groupie !

Throughout the years, my girls have met Eels, the Blues Explosion, Guitarwolf, the Cramps, Brian Setzer, the Dresden Dolls, etc. I'm thinking of starting a celeb with dolls album at Flick'r.

My mother : "Is Blythe smaller than Barbie ?"
Me : "Yes, she's Skipper sized"
My mother : "Too bad I don't have a Skipper around"
Me : "Why ?"
My mother : "I'd like to make clothes for Blythe".

It was bound to happen. My mother's been more & more interested by Blythe over the last couple of years.

She left with a Blythe body in her bag.
I'll keep you posted about the results.

Blythou out.

In April, I'll celebrate 5 years of Blythe loving and collecting. It could have been more than that if I'd not postponed for nearly a year the purchase of my first girl... But I remember clearly the day of Blythou's arrival. I was stunned. It was love at first sight. She was dirty, with matted blonde hair, grimy legs & half-naked. I cleaned her, dressed her up in Skipper clothes and started to take her out everywhere with me.

And as soon as Mondrian was released, I got her, since Blythou was feeling a bit lonely. I then bought every single Takara release and stopped after LL. My family was huge and unmanageable.

I've sold my doubles (Kozy, Mondrian, AB). Sold some of my neglected babies (BB, GG, DB, CB, LL, SD, SB, FP). I'm thinking of selling my RN and my FruPu. I'm also thinking of building them a loft, one of these days.

I wish I were a better photographer. And a better seamstress/knitter/crocheter (does that word exist ?). I've given up customizing forever. But I'm not ready to give up my dolly obsession, even though I no longer want to buy a girl.

Oh, and I've just started again to honor an old tradition : from now on, I'll have a different girl on my desk every day. It'll help fight off the lonelyness I feel sometimes, spending hours by myself, locked up in front of Pommy.

I can't believe a small vinyl person like Blythe has given me so much pleasure. I've been collecting a lot of stuff throughout the years, but I've never treasured anything like my girls.

Blythou out.

We did a quick photoshoot to usher in style the Chinese New Year. From left to right, Debbie, Penny, Lilo & Ezri have dressed in their Asian finest for the occasion.
I told Penny & Lilo that kimonos were Japanese, not Chinese and they shot back that they're Japanese too, so what's my problem, eh ? Except that Lilo is American, but I've long stopped arguing with my girls. Their chirping voices tend to give me a headache. And I'm the only one who can hear them anyway.

We wish you all a very happy year. Hope it won't be a dog's life for 365 days !

Blythou out.