Having to change computers as lead me to look through my old photos and along with discovering some really good images that I hadn't even bother editing, I also discovered lots of pics of the Blythes I've lived with. Some were only with me briefly but others I had for a while and they brought me happiness in huge amounts.
I think I started collecting in 2004 and the first Blythe I bought was a lounging lovely who I named Sid. I became interested in customising almost immediately and that led to me taking commissions for custom girls. I even made a custom black girl for Blythe queen mama, Gina Garan. I enjoyed my hobby but as in all online communities there are people that are just really, really shitty and I got fed up with all the bitchiness. I couldn't stand to see my girls sat on a shelf with dust in their hair, so I sold them. I suppose part of my decision to sell was to do with how much they were worth. It's had to justify having a doll worth $1000 when you don't play with it.
My plan is to look back and feature one of my lost loves every week, just because they really were special to me at the time and I've learnt a lot from having Blythes, especially in my knitting and sewing. So here we go.
JACKIE
Finding and successfully buying Jackie was relatively easy compared to my previous attempts. I had made the decision to purchase a Kenner having saved money I'd earned customising neo blythes for other people, but finding the perfect girl was hard! I had just missed out on an Ebay Kenner after sitting up until 4am and leaving it too late to bid so I posted a wanted ad on This Is Blythe forum on a whim. The rest is history. The lady I bought her from bought a hot tub with the money! I can remember opening the box and being shocked at just how different she was to my Neo Blythes. You can see the differences in photos but the plastic on Kenners has a translucent quality that makes them all the more special.
She was with me for a couple of years and was one of the last I sold. I'll admit that when I boxed her up for shipping I cried. I knew I would never be able to justify buying a Kenner again and even if I could, it wouldn't be Jackie.