Lammily Embraces Barbie’s Evolution

WARNING: The following contains photos of naked dolls.
All of these dolls are of legal age (in doll years) and consented to
having these photos taken.
If you have moral issues with naked dolls, you may want to exit now.

Let’s not kid ourselves, we knew this post was coming. Barbie has been blowing up my social media feeds since last week Thursday when Mattel announced that they would be releasing three new body types in their Barbie Fashionista line. And I get it. This is a huge deal for pretty much all of doll-kind and represents a major shift in society. I would be remiss if I didn’t discuss this new direction. Because there is so much that I can say about this change, so much that has already been said, and because I want to avoid a TL;DR post, I will be splitting this into two posts. In this first post, I will simply provide a photo comparison of these dolls. In the next post, I will be sharing my thoughts about these changes and answering some of the common arguments I see online about the movement to have more body positive dolls.

BUT I know that most of you are likely more anxious to get to photos of these new dolls. And I am happy to oblige.

First, here are all three of my girls with the new body types: Petite, Curvy, and Tall.

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Now is when the clothes come off. Here are each of these dolls in the nude so that you can see how they’re structured. The extra body I am comparing them to is the Original style Fashionista body. Please forgive her lack of a head – I had already rebodied her to a Liv doll:

Unfortunately, I don’t have a Skipper doll to compare Petite with – I know some of you are curious as to whether Mattel cheated a bit with this doll. But, she seems to have an adult style body to me. I also really like the bit of maroon in her hair.

Tall is very slender, a bit flatter chested, and has a much more subtle cinch in her waist than the other dolls.

Curvy’s blue hair is actually a mix of blue and black. I really like it and this lady already feels like she has some serious personality.  She has more of a pear shape to her – her cup size seems to be about the same as Original to me, but she certainly has more in the trunk and has a bit of a paunch on her belly.

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Next, I wanted to see how these girls compared to some of my other dolls.

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L to R: Lammily, Curvy, one of my Prettie Girls, Original, Made to Move, one of my Mixis, a Liv, My Scene Barbie, Classic Barbie, Tall, Petite

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L to R: Classic, Original, Made to Move, Curvy, Prettie Girl, Lammily, My Scene, Petite, Tall, Mixis

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L to R: Classic, Original, Made to Move, Curvy, Prettie Girl, Lammily, My Scene, Petite, Tall, and Mixis

In particular, I couldn’t help but notice these two groups – the 3 dolls that all have less drastic cinches to their waists (which seems more natural to me) and the 4 that all have ample “junk in the trunk”, for lack of better phrasing. Lammily and Mixis belong to both of these groups.

Now to try on clothes!

It seems Petite, Tall, and Original can all share clothes with each other, although the fit may be a little different. What is a dress for Petite will fit Tall but would require the addition of leggings for your doll to maintain her modesty. The outfit still works, though.

I played around with having Prettie Girl try on Curvy’s clothes, since they both have larger behinds. Curvy’s shirt fits OK, although midriff baring, but the skirt is just too loose. I then have Petite try on Prettie Girl’s outfit. It works, but the fit is loose. Great for those days when Petite might want to just lounge around the apartment.

SHOES:  Curvy and Tall each have slightly bigger feet than the other Barbies. But, Curvy’s feet are too small to wear Mixis or Prettie Girl shoes and, similarly, those dolls have feet that are too big for the Curvy/Tall shoes. Lammily’s feet are altogether bigger than all of them, so, no shoe swapping here.

And now, what I know everyone is curious to know – How do Curvy Barbie and Lammily relate to each other?

As you can see, Curvy’s legs are still rather long and her torso sits much higher. Curvy’s arms are thinner and her hourglass shape seems more cartoon-ish by comparison. Also, while Lammily’s range of motion isn’t the best on the market, until Mattel gives these new bodies Made to Move articulation, Lammily still leads in this area.

But can they share clothes? Well, Curvy can certainly borrow clothes from Lammily’s closet:

Although, Lammily’s clothes may be a bit baggy. This is because even Curvy’s proportions are still smaller than Lammily’s. The sharing only goes one way:

Be sure to let me know what you think in the comments as well as if there are any comparisons or poses you’d like to see.

 

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Making a Bağlama for Morrígan

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Perhaps not surprisingly, yesterday’s Google Hangout experiment resulted in my sitting in front of a camera for an hour by myself. Not a single person logged in. And that’s ok. I don’t currently have an extremely large readership, not everyone has access to a camera for such hangouts, and I’m sure everyone had other things they wanted to do with their Saturday afternoon.  But that’s ok. Rather than just blankly stare into a screen for an hour, I used the time to work on half completed projects.

Some months ago, after determining the general background that I wanted to give Morrígan, my Lammily doll, I decided to make her a miniature bağlama that she could play. I actually came across an excellent tutorial by Özden Ceyhan over on Blogspot. Since this is a traditional Turkish instrument, it is not surprising that the language of the article is in Turkish. However, between auto-translate and Mr. Ceyhan’s wonderful step by step photos, knowledge of the language isn’t required (although I personally find Turkish to be an attractive language). Because I know that my links aren’t as easily seen (I don’t know how to change the color for them), I want to make sure to give Mr. Ceyhan’s tutorial special attention:

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     I didn’t follow Mr. Ceyhan’s process exactly, but I did use it as a guide. I glued 3 layers of balsa wood together and whittled and sanded the shape down from there. For the tuners, I cut down toothpicks into 7 small sections of equal length and bore them into the head. I used a Rust-Oleum stain marker to give the instrument color – although, probably because I used a marker instead of painted on stain, the finish looks blotchy to me. But, I suppose it will work.

Because I am sure that most of my readers have never heard this beautiful instrument before, let me share a clip so that you can appreciate the wonderful sound it creates.

When I imagine Morrígan playing, I imagine her sitting against her window, looking out to the world, and letting her heart pour out. I imagine that she sings songs her father taught her as she thinks of him hundreds of miles away back in Turkey.

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If I ever had the time, I would love to learn how to play one of these myself – and I found a rather decent beginner’s information page I felt was worth sharing: here. As it is, I’d really love to learn Turkish (along with Hindi and to become more proficient at Spanish and Japanese – both of which I studied in college but am not very good at). Maybe Morrígan can teach me? 😉

GE

 

Today is the Day/ The People Want Dolls

I have noticed, Dear Readers, that despite managing to post something every single day for nearly a month now, that it is primarily my doll-oriented posts that really pull you in. Indeed, I am anxious to get some more work done with my dolls and publish the next segment of my latest doll story.

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The tallest of spikes was from The Mission: Part 2. The next spike was from The People’s Dolly. In the past, these popular posts would ride out their readership for at least a few days to a week. I wonder if having a new post every single day takes away from that/ buries those popular posts?

After these 30 days are up (very soon, this is post 28), I fully intend to focus my efforts on crafting, creative writing, and some more dollicious posts. If I don’t manage to do so before. This isn’t just the graph talking, this is actually what I’d rather be doing if I didn’t feel the pressure to just have *something* up to meet the terms of this challenge to myself.

All of this said, I want to remind everyone that TODAY IS THE DAY OF MY LIVE CHAT! — At 3:00 PM today, Central Standard Time (that link here), my webcam and I will be live in a Google Hangout to chat with anyone that wishes to. Not knowing how many people will show up, I promise to hangout for at least an hour and am willing to go beyond that if this experiment does manage to garner interest.

Thanks for reading and I’ll see you in the hangout!

Sorry, Not Sorry

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Welcome to day 26 of my 30 day challenge! The current time as I sit down to write this is 8:34pm CST. I realize I should have blogged earlier. WordPress analysis says my best readership time is 3pm. But, I was asleep at 3pm. Sorry, not sorry.

-I got off work this morning, tended to my final morning of cat-sitting duties, came home, showered, and blissfully fell asleep around 8:30am. I didn’t bother to set an alarm, I simply allowed myself to sleep as long as my body needed it. I didn’t wake up until nearly 5:00pm. I actually got a full day of continuous sleep and it was glorious.
-I got to take some time to be with my boyfriend (who I’ve barely seen awake the past couple of weeks) before driving out for my final round of cat detail.
– I went grocery shopping and spent time prepping meals for the next week. I have bagged smoothies and sandwiches in the freezer and got to incorporate some bananas that would have otherwise gone bad. This is something I had been meaning to do for some days now and happy I’ve managed to get it done.

So, my readers, I do not feel bad that I’m only just now getting around to writing. I am proud of myself that I have thus far managed to post something for you every day for almost a month. I’ve probably published more posts in the last month than I had in the last 2 years. I’m also down to 139 lbs and have been doing (I feel) an amazing job sticking with this diet thing. I think I’m actually at the point now where I’m not even craving Pizza Hut anymore.

Many times I feel the need to apologize for not posting after so many days or weeks or months. The friend I’ve been cat-sitting for even made the comment that this habit is so pervasive among bloggers. I have to remind myself that this isn’t a job. I’m not, at least for now, generating any income from these posts. I simply write what is on my mind or share my thoughts or creativity with you all. There is no reason I should allow myself to feel crappy if life steals my attentions away for longer than I’d prefer. It is not easy for me, but I’m going to try not to let it bother me so much.

And as a reminder, I am hosting a live chat in Google Hangouts this coming Saturday (in 2 days!) at 3:00pm CST. More details Here

 

 

Frustration

This post marks day 25 of my 30 day challenge. Admittedly, I will be happy when it is over. It is sometimes difficult to make the time to write and I often feel bad when I don’t have the time to write about something in depth. I’m committed to press forward, though, and I’m certainly taking something away from this endeavor.

The time as I write this is 6:24pm. I’m beginning to get sleepy and desperately want to nap before I go into work tonight. But I know I need to post something before I allow myself to drift into blissful slumber. I meant to write something earlier. I also meant to go to the gym today.

I got off work this morning, made my way out to tend to my cat-sitting duties in the snow, and then carefully drove home on streets that had barely been plowed. I intended to get my gym clothes and go in during the morning, but fell asleep. Because I would prefer to sleep days so as to be awake when my boyfriend is home, I went with it. But I only slept for 3 hours (which is why I am tired again).  I checked my email, gathered my belongings, and set out to get things accomplished that needed accomplishing…

My first stop already laid out the tone for the day. I needed to reimburse someone and went to their bank to deposit cash into their account. I had tried this yesterday, pulling $33 out of my own bank to deposit into theirs, but was denied because I did not have this person’s account number. So, I put the cash in my coat pocket. When I went to the bank today (with the account number this time), I reached into my pocket to discover the cash was no longer there. I needed to go back to my own bank to pull out yet another 33 dollars. I still have not found the lost cash. 😦

I’m also anxious and nervous because, despite having all of my other items for grad school turned in by this past Friday’s deadline, I still have one of my required recommendation letters that has not been sent in. I am worried that I will be denied again for not having this 3rd letter. I feel anxiety over whether or not to try contacting this person again – what is the proper number of emails I can send with no response before I am seen as a bother? Should I ask others to write a letter for me on this short notice? If I do, I worry that not having been asked initially will be perceived as an insult and that I would be imposing undue work on them. What do I do? 😦

Right now, I’m going to go to sleep.

After The Man Who Fell to Earth

As promised in yesterday’s post, here are my initial impressions and thoughts now that I have seen this film … Part of me is inclined to announce spoiler warnings because it just seems like courtesy, but, given that the movie came out in 1976, it seems silly to do so. Though I am sure there a plenty of other out there who, like me, were born some years after and had not seen it. Anyhow, the following assumes you’ve seen the film and know what I’m talking about:

My very first reaction after the end of the movie, and what I literally asked my friend, was “what the fuck did I just watch?”. OK, I get it, it was the 70’s. I get the excuses for nudity and sex (and I thought today’s movies were bad – I actually got to see David Bowie’s junk) and I have no problem with that.

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You enjoyed that, didn’t you?

But, was there a point to anything in that movie? I certainly have many more questions than answers–

  • I understand that Mr. Newton (Bowie) is an alien from another planet who has come to earth because his own home world has become a desert and his family has no water (and it was never really clear if that family is still alive or if they’re dead by the end of the film – all of the images of his family seem to be flashbacks and imagined scenarios so I don’t know that the clip of his wife and children slumped over in the sand isn’t just his worried imagination). But he never actually makes it back to his homeworld. He goes through all this trouble to amass a fortune to fund a space program that he seems ready to pilot off with water to bring back when…
  • Newton is kidnapped(?) and taken to this holding where there are all manner of tests and experiments performed on him (because he’s an alien, because somehow word got out) and I get that. I understand that. But, while I was initially led to believe he was there against his will -he calls out for help and tries to get out of the building at one point when Mary Lou comes to see him – he also seems rather calm about it all at moments (he’s certainly not being held in a concrete cell) and at one point tells Mary Lou that he can do anything and gets what he wants because he is rich. So, does this mean he wanted to be there? Were the experiments his idea to show the world? There was some brief discussion about this, but it wasn’t conclusive. But, if he wanted to be there, why call for help? Why not just walk out the front door? I’m mostly just confused on this point.
  • Why did he never go back home? At the end of the film, Newton is sitting at an outdoor cafe, drinking some kind of alcohol, and talking with Dr. Bryce (Rip Torn). He drops the glass as a waiter is coming up and there are statements from both the waiter and Bryce, as well as an affirmation from Newton, that he’s had enough (to drink and/or of Earth?). Newton bows his head and credits roll. What, if anything, has been resolved by the end of this film? I realize that it’s entirely possible that the whole point was that nothing was resolved. One thing I DID notice…

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  • At the beginning of the film, all Newton wants to drink is water. He is almost obsessed with it (which is reasonable given the lack of water back home) and turns down any other drink but water. However, shortly after meeting Mary Lou, who is an obvious alcoholic, he begins to drink booze instead. In fact, after Newton begins to drink alcohol, we don’t see him drink water again. BUT, we do see numerous booze bottles around the home. This is also when the plot starts to lose focus. Is there a commentary in there on alcohol? Or is that just my being straight edge seeing that message?
  • The way time flows in this film is hard to follow. It’s obvious that years progress – other characters around Newton age while he stays the same – but we’re never clued in to when time jumps forward or by how much (beyond the general notion that, oh Bryce has grey hair now and Mary Lou has put on a couple of pounds and has some sag).

Over all, I enjoyed the film and am glad I got to see it in the theater. I wonder how this film was received in the time in came out? What aspects of culture or life have I simply not noticed because I grew up in a different point in time? I find it rather interesting, living in the time that I do, to hear commentary from one character in the film about humankind only being able to process and accept so much new tech before they simply can’t take it. I’ve not yet read any other reviews or critiques or theories about it as I wanted to have just my own impressions initially. I think though, that now I’m going to look this up as I am really curious.

DON’T FORGET! This coming Saturday, 3pm CST, I’ll be on Google Hangouts for a live chat.

 

Before The Man Who Fell to Earth

This post will be in two parts, a before (today’s post) and an after (tomorrow’s post).

This evening a local theater is showing the film, The Man Who Fell to Earth. Kind of a David Bowie memorial/ tribute showing. I’ve not seen it before and I’m curious to see how it is. I’m planning to meet with a friend of mine later this evening and hang out for a bit after the show.

All I’ve seen is the trailer. I know this is a movie from 1976 and that, if I wanted to, I could pull up a kinds of reviews, plot run downs and analyses, and whatnot. I could go in already knowing what to expect and with the opinions of other people telling me how to view the film.  But I don’t want to. I want to have the experience of going in, being surprised, and making my own decisions.

Tomorrow I will post my thoughts and reactions.