When Bad Things Happen To Good Dolls
**Because appending notes to old posts is easier than writing new ones... post-script added below...
I was greeted, when I returned home from teaching yesterday, by this apparition: WonderBaby's Holly Hobby doll (a gift from her bad grandma), strapped into a toy stroller and decked out in do-rag and bling (and yes, one mitten and one evening glove. It's cold out, you know.)
This, WonderBaby's caregiver informed me, was entirely the work of WonderBaby: she strapped Holly (Puff Holly? P-Holl?) into the stroller, she placed the bling around her neck, she put the mitt and glove on, and (this is, I feel, the most staggering thing) she fashioned the do-rag.
She Bratzed her Holly Hobby, and I, for one, am reeling from the irony.
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posted by Her Bad Mother @ Thursday, February 01, 2007
39 Comments:
Ha! I'm actually snorting for-here-grande-nonfat-latte out my nose. I've been obsessing all day over your post and all the links from Tuesday and getting all angsty and waffling between relativism and judgment and trying to find a middle path and not wanting to offend anybody and be true to my own (judgmental) ideals and wondering whether to blog it and how and
now a be-blinged 'Holly-Ho'
Teehee. What's really wonderful is WonderBaby's timely reminder to us all that, really, our children are their own little selves, not carrying (for now) the baggage we carry, the weight of intellectualizing everything, full of their own ideas, personalities, games, and such. And they are perversely naively joyful in spite of all our earnestness and handwringing.
It does the heart glad.
Don't get me wrong: I'm all for intellectualizing, for handwringing and for earnestness. It's my way. And so I worry about what happens to daughters with tacky dolls, with mothers who drink or not. The worrying and earnestness is my job -- the playing and innocence is Miss Baby's.
I guess sometimes, when this joy is at odds with our worries, we can't do much but let the weight lift and indulge in a good (if a little bit ironic) laughing fit.
:-)
That is a lot of creativity in dressing that doll!
i swear. no matter how hard you try. it's in their blood.
q informed me yesterday that she's having a princess party.
so i told her, let's make it a costume party.
if you can't beat 'em, join 'em, I guess.
BWAHAHAHAHAHA That's too funny. They can be such entertainment.
Holly-from-the-block
Mine have a Barbie-n-Dolly Nudist Camp.
Always naked.
However, the stuffed animals are always decked to the nines.
Holly-Ho-B
I love it.
All she needs is a diamond grill for her yap....tee hee hee
i can only hope that once my son is old enough to carry around his lil peanut my-first-doll in his mini-moby-wrap that i am sure we are destined to buy for him (because what boy does not want to be just like both his moms), that he will so bedeck his baby!
and thanks for dropping by via blogwhore! amazing how one woman in rural wisconsin can bring so many people together!
I guess nature is kicking nurture's ass, eh?
Personally, I think she looks fabulous.
i think you need to worry if she acquires fake boobies, an eating disorder, and a shopping addiction. who doesn't love a bit of bling and an evening glove?
This is why I gave into the Bratz/Barbie phase. It's in them to love it. I figure if I buy the freaking dolls and teach them what is right in the world, I'm still doing okay. Truth is, I had Barbies too and I turned out just fine.
I love the two different gloves and the do-rag. WB is down with the Hollyzizzle. ;)
Oh how stinkin' cute!! She's definatly girlie girl, huh? It's in our nature to take the plain janes, and bling them out!!
I guess she thought Holly was too frumpy and needed a little fashion advice.
You can't win with these kinds of things, can you? I'm lucky that so far the only thing Cordy does with dolls is put cups on their heads for hats. But I know I could get blindsided by a Princess fetish at any moment, and I try to keep myself ready for it.
omg, that's, like, the exact outfit i wore out last saturday night! totally awesome! she looks, like, soooo hot! ;)
Holly looks rather regal, I think. Sort of like if the Queen Mother got a bit too tipsy.
Little girls DO like the shiny. We have managed to avoid Bratz, but have a whole brothel worth of Barbies lounging about.
that's the cutest, ever - and by the way - crazy fine motor skills on your Wonderbaby there!
Whoa....bling never looked so good. Holly needed a makeover anyway and a bit of Janice Joplin/Macy Gray/Glam Rock looks fine on her.
Cool stylin's... I think Wonderbaby has graduated to Wonderchick.
Holly needed a makeover! She looks fabulous. Much better than the dolls in our house which are always naked. The tramps!
Hilarious! I'm laughing out loud in a very serious office...
hahahahaha
You've got to admit, your girl has a fun sense of style!
Yo Holly. I like the gold glove.
Nice work wonderbaby.
That's one bad baby doll.
Perhaps it's time to cut way back on Wonderbaby's MTV and Vh1 consumption ;o)
Definitely P-Holl.
Or maybe P-Hiddy.
The do-rag is unbelievable. Bravo WB.
lol - she is brilliant! watch out Project Runway!
Now that's style. WonderBaby is gonna be a fashion icon some day. If she does, I would totally put this image on her calling card.
It's always important to accessorize.
a girl with style. i love a girl with style. and a good do-rag.
Bettah not let that doll roll in the wrong neighborhood sportin' her colors like that.
They'll pop a cap in her ass.
I think it's Holly Hobizzy, by the way.
At least that's what my inner gangsta tells me.
Looovely. Perhaps Wonder Baby and my little Widget would like to terrorize the accessories aisle together. Widget (boy, age 2) picked out a looovely little pair of pink princess sunglasses at the CVS tonight. I started to steer him to the blue pair, but he would have none of it. And why should he? There were dozens of pink flowery glasses with rose-colored lenses. One stinkin' blue pair and a gray. At least the kid's got taste. Can we chalk both experiences up to ... creativity?
Holly Ho-B and Holly Hobizzle get my vote for her new street name, fo-shizzle.
I haven't seen a Holly Hobby doll in, geepers, like 25 years.
When I was a kid EVERYTHING I owned was Holly Hobby: sheets, bedspread, curtains, dresses, throw rug, shower curtain...UNDERPANTS!
Holly Ho-B...I snarfed my coffee!
WonderBaby needs to be on the next Project Runway! Cuz that? Is some stylin'!
Go, Holly. Go, Holly.
The gloves are FAB!
Bwahahaha. I love the irony too.
I love it! We have that SAME stroller, and Leah loves to put her Glinda the good witch piggy bank and drive her around.
I STILL have my Holly Hobby sleeping bag.
I'm glad to see that WB at least had the sense of mind to strap lil' Ho-B into her stroller.
And here, I want to make a witty comment about the way she rolls, but I'm too tired.
BTW, wow and thank you for the STL nom. You rock, bad friend.
I'm trying to think of something to say here but I can't. I'm paralyzed by your provocative thoughts.
Would WonderBaby be willing to give me some fashion advice?
That doll is trying to tell me something...I just KNOW it.
I think she more gypsied it up than Bratzed it up. Because she doesn't look like a prostitute, and really that is the gold standard in deciding if something looks Bratz-y. You ask yourself, "Could I imagine this toy standing on the street corner in that bad parts of town catcalling to men?" If you answer "Yes." then it is Bratz-y. If you answer "No." you are safe. *lol*
Awww...I love Holly Hobbie. I didn't know they made her anymore.
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