Filed under: Musings
One of my friends from school had always been interested in Blythe. She first saw a doll because of me (my wallet has Blythe on it!) and then she’d ask questions about what I was knitting (usually cardigans, sometimes dresses). And then I eventually brought a doll onto campus to show her and she was taken in by the click on the eye mechanism and the pull string and the pretty eye chips (I cheated and I’d brought my Simply Peppermint, Tertiary Jane, who has had some chip changes!). She was particularly interested in the little tiny, tiny shoes and thought that they were so adorable.
My friend then went on vacation in Asia, happened across a store full of Blythes and she bought one with her spending money. At the same store, she also bought a bunch of doll shoes and clothes for her new-found love. Of course, now that she’s back in Canada, she’s all very woeful woecakes about how much money she had spent on a doll and a wardrobe and shoes for said doll. I’m trying my best to convince her to go onto Flickr and Blythe related forums and to even attend a local meet! So far, no such luck.
Her big complaint right now is “Why didn’t you tell me how expensive this hobby was?!” which leads to crickets on the telephone while I’m talking to her because I did tell her how expensive the hobby was. I mentioned the costs of shoes, the dolls themselves, the vintage Kenners that are worth a pretty penny. I never once told her that it was a cheap hobby. And yet, she’s being all woeful over this. So I offered to buy the doll (and the things that she had bought) from her, so she could recoup some of the money. No such luck, she’s officially been converted… Even if she is still in a bit of a sticker shock over the costs of the hobby and how much she dropped on a dolly (and cute shoes!).
Have you ever successfully converted someone into the Blythe hobby?