August 18: Learn from my Dollie Fail WINNER POSTED!

Truffle dear is this supposed to be strictly folly related fail or can it be anything?

Edit* oops my fail. I mean dolly related not folly.

 

Lol, can we enhance the story with pictures? Or would you like this to be a story telling thread only? Sorry for all the questions.

 

If you have a pic, feel free to include it, but in general, we're looking more for stories.

 

I learned that it is a bad idea to use pliers to pull the s-hook and elastic through the hole of your dolls head to get the head back on after restringing. Let's just say the pliers slipped and hit me in my face. I had a nice busted lip for about a week or so. To top it all off my husband was standing there laughing at me and the doll I just finished restringing needed to be restrung again because the elastic went back into the body.... That was fun explaining every time some one asked "what happened to your lip?"

 

I know I learned to never put a sharpie anywhere near a doll. (This a little bit after Menel arrived.)I was trying to trace Menel's legs for a pattern and I guess Mr.Sharpie got too close to his legs. When I looked, there was this huge black line running all the way down his leg and foot.

I freaked out and tried to get it off him with water, but that didn't work. Then I remembered the numerous posts about the Mr.Clean Magic Eraser.....and I begged dad to buy some of it. Menel had a black line on his leg for a few days until dad finally bought some magic eraser...and like the product's name...it magically came off. Some remains of the black line are still there on his ankle joint....but that's about it.

Also, the thing I was tracing him out for....didn't work. It turned out to be a disaster.

 

I learned to check where I put my fingers when I try to point out a doll I like.

When I first tried to convice my parents to buy me a doll I pulled up the pic of the doll I wanted (who just happened to be naked in that pic) and, placing my finger over his man-parts, I said "I wan't this".

My mom started laughing and my dad said "not until you're 30"

It has since become one of those embarrassing stories that EVERYONE simply MUST hear.

 

People have always said, "Don't trust your doll to stand on its own!" I figured I could get my girl to stand by herself...on primarily one foot....by the pool...completely unaided...with a gentle breeze blowing.

People have always said, "It only takes a second and they'll fall!" I figured I could take a photo before anything bad could happen. She's only a foot away.

Naomi went head first into the pool. Luckily, my cat-like (errr, my dog-like?) reflexes caught her just as she hit the water, so I was able to pull her out without any damage being done.

People have always said, "Listen to what people have said!" Learn from my fail.

 

I have had something very similar happen to me, except it also involved rocks in addition to the water.

To top it off, it's now happened twice, so evidently I cannot learn from my own fail.

 

I've learned to be either very vague or VERY specific with the Post people...there's nothing like the look the first time I said, "Okay, this head has to get to Vancouver in less than a week..." Now they know my eyes come from China, most of my dolls from Korea, outfits from Japan and all sorts of coolness from the rest of the world. So my fail is not explaining to the newbie Postman that there wasn't really a body in a package on Monday...ahahaha. He ripped open the box just to make sure and I got a lecture. The normal post people were behind the partition laughing like crazy. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry!!

 

do not underestimate the power of superglue. because, if you do, you will magically end up with the magnets facing the wrong way, superglue all over your hands, and, if you happened to be as stupid as some, you will get it all over your mouth, as well. and you will need lots of lemon juice and patience to get it off.

learn from my fail. seriously.

 

Nail polish is a no no. I'm the type of person who wears wild colors of nail polish all over my fingers and toes (bright, dark, and glittery colors). When I was removing a face-up with nail polish remover my (then dark glittery black) nail polish got all over the head. Luckily, with all the polish off my fingers, more remover, and some scrubbing all the black came off the head. Of course I was not happy with plain finger nails so I painted them again and this time the polish (glitter, pink, and purple) got all over Miranda's head cap and inside her head when I was fixing her eyes.

So please no nail polish, because nail polish may look pretty on your fingers but it's a big ugly pain when it's on your dolls.

 

Unstringing a doll can be scary, especially if it's your first time. But if you can swallow your fear and be careful doing it, it's not as bad as one thinks!

Unless of course, you're working on a folding TV table and your cats have decided to run around the livingroom like jackholes. Because they will bump the table your doll's parts sit on. And they will roll away before you can stop them. And then, you may just have the left forearm on the right side, and it'll take you a couple days of 'Omigod, why isn't he posing properly?' before you figure out what happened.

Best idea? Do the unstringing at a larger, sturdier table. With no housecats trying to get in their daily exercise. XD

 

A while ago, we had a small meeting of doll collectors at my house. Most of them were collectors of artist vinyl dolls rather than BJDs, but some were about to buy their first BJD, so I gave them a little "BJD 1x1".

So, I'm showing them how to take a BJD apart and put it back together again. I've just taken off the headcap and I'm pulling on the s-hook when one of them says: "Oh, I'd be so afraid to drop them! Are they very fragile?"

And at that moment, the s-hook slips free, the elastic snaps back into the body, and the head shoots straight across the room, to a collective horrified gasp. A girl tries to catch it, but only succeeds in changing its direction -- towards the staircase. With stone stairs.

While we all sit frozen in dread, we hear a series of "clunk" -- "clunk" -- "clunk"... When there is no more "clunk", we all race down the stairs -- and the head is sitting there on the stone floor, completely unharmed.

I pick it up, fumble it and drop it AGAIN, and the one who asked says: "...I guess that's a no."

...

And a recurring dollie fail: when I unstring and restring a doll, I mix up left and right arms / legs / hands / feet on an embarrissingly frequent basis.

 

I learned that sometimes, it is better to let a doll fall into water than to fall in yourself!

Last year, I noticed that my neighbors had a cute little kiddie pool set up by their garage. I figured, hey, awesome spot for photos of new doll! I perfectly positioned my doll right on the edge of the kiddie pool. You all see what's coming, right? Well, naturally, just as I got the perfect shot all lined up, my doll started tipping backwards towards the water, and my free hand (the one not holding the camera) instinctively reached out to catch her. Commence epic fail! I lost my balance, toppled forward, and fell face-first into the pool--HOLDING MY $600 CAMERA IN HAND. I looked down at my arm underwater, still holding my camera, and my mind just blanked--I scooped up my doll (she didn't even get wet, BTW), camera and extremely soggy self, and ran back inside my house. What have I learned from this dollie fail? If a doll gets wet, the worst that happens is a change of string, or maybe a new faceup. If a $600 camera gets wet, IT DIES. (Usually! The story actually has a happy ending--after propping my camera wide open in front of the air conditioner for a week, it amazingly came back to life!)

Next time, for all the grief it caused me, the doll can just take a swim! LOL.


P.S.--Another dollie fail I have learned from: Do not ever put an American Girl-size swimsuit on a Hound. EVER. The tight fit tends to emphasize certain...aspects...of the sculpt.

 

Small one, but if you're removing a face-up or just cleaning up a doll with A&N be sure to wear gloves if you have nail polish on. W&N utterly destroys anything acrylic and you'll be left with a pretty big mess. Even worse if you're a fan of dark colors.

 

So.. when your camping.. and you bring a doll so you can take pretty woodsy pics..whose fingers have a habit of falling off.. be careful of the super glue. If the super glue does not want to come out.. DO NOT keep squeezing. I will end up exploding all over you hands, your doll. and your pants.. the explosion of super glue will cause you to jump.. drop you poor doll on to the ground.. and cause a severe burning sensation where the super glue is currently gluing your pants to your leg. oh and did I mention i was camping..? I didnt have water.. or a freezer.. or anyway at all to remove the super glue except for picking it off.. slowly.. and painfully... and not to mention my dolls hand is STILL covered with super glue that i cant get off.

 

xDD haha funny storys out here Here´s mine:

it´s some month ago...
I wanted to take my selfmade little doll emilio to a convention and told my mother about it..
suddenly she shoutet noooo don´t take him with you! He may get damaged D: (it´s cute how my mother cares about my selfmade dolls xD)
my dad came in conversation and sayd: D< Let her take her dolls to the convention! She is OLD ENOUGH!

*silence*

mom and dad: ahahahahahahahhaa





well i´m nearly 20 and i´m old enough for dolls :I
FAIL

 

mmm one of my fails would be taking my 1st BJD to a Park with a lake, on a very windy day and wanting to take pictures of her with the swans on the lake....she ended up face planting in swan poo, I was terrified of taking her head of and taking her eyes out to clean her all up!

 

Unfortunately, I don't have any epic fail stories with a doll yet. (I currently have an OT doll, and everyone so far has called her an alien... I do have an interesting story about that, but being OT... Hujoo Wings.)
Most of my stories are around sewing for my doll, or my friend's doll. My sewing machine doesn't work, so I wind up hand sewing everything. It really sucks when you're sewing something and it's too big for your doll, or worse! Too small. *stares at a skirt she spent days working on, only to have it not fit.*

 

Even tho you know your cats aren't interested in your dolls, don't leave a long eared elf in the same room as them for a night, because they WILL nibble on those ears.

 

My Epic Fail... Pictures taken in the woods are great for authenticity especially if your doll is in a home made barely there American Indian outfit. However, pictures taken in the great outdoors means... bugs. Everything was going great, I had my gorgeous Ducan in his adorable Indian outfit with thong and he was posing beautiful in this long grass. I'm just about to take my pic when I see a small ant crawling on him and my first thought is, "well cool, it looks even more real with bugs." Until the damn bug crawled into his joints and disappeared! I couldn't believe my eyes! I ran over to him and starting pulling his legs away from his torso, looking for this freakin bug who is trying to take up residence in my boy... needless to say after almost completely unstringing my boy, I finally find the ant crawling out through his shoulder joint. Can we say gross? I still second guess my self in nature shots now... fake grass and leaves are safer for my piece of mind!

 

However amusing ti may be at the time, DO NOT publicly make a crack about your boyfriend's collection of mini rayguns. He will shooy back with a "This is my girlfriend. She's 35 and still plays with dolls"

Also: Though your cat has never shown any interest in your dolls, once you take them outside all bets are off. (my cat had pulled the doll off a high shelf and stood over her growling and drooling on her. I changed her wig and dress and gave her a bath and my cat was disinterested again.)

 

My story embarrasses me even to this day but if you want to talk about epic fails ...

Never argue with Volks doll collectors when they say the doll you bought from a new company is an illegal copy...otherwise you might wake up to discover the company you bought from is being sued by Volks.

I had about two of these dolls by the time I had to admit I was wrong. *blush*

Edit: This refers to the ForeverDoll incident. I will never forget it. It still horrifies me.

 

I haven't had my doll very long to experience fail, but the first day with him, I couldn't get him to sit! He wouldn't stay standing either. And then I realized, his right leg had spun around backwards, while his foot stayed forward. So now, as they say... LFMF

 

I have an Unoa boy and they come with that extra weenie part I didn't want to lose it or leave it in a drawer where someone could accidently find it. Figured that would be too awkward to explain ya know? So I taped it to the inside of his head.

One day my mom had 3 of her sisters over and she was telling them bout how I collect these large dolls .She asked me to bring one out and show them so I picked up the Unoa and brought it out . I was explaining about how you can customize them and such and when I mentioned that you could change out its eyes, they wanted to see so I let them take the face plate off . There was this silence as one of them pulled out the little part and then when they actually saw what it was there was this howl of laughter and lots of teasing I was pretty embarrased hehe.I forgot about it being in there. Occasionaly I get asked if any of my newer dolls are packing something extra in their heads.
I guess I learned that maybe the inside of the dolls head is not a good place to keep its extra crotch. And that there is really no way to explain extra parts like that to a non doll person and NOT get wtf reactions. :P

 

While it may seem a good idea at the time, taking Pukis to Disneyland is not a good idea. One of the best places for photos is to stand the dolls on the metal trash cans, and angle the camera to get a nice shot of the doll in the park. However, between the hands falling off, then hands sticking to the trash can, and being removed when you pick up the doll, cat ears falling off, wigs falling off, it was a nightmare. Maybe if I hadn't gone alone, or hadn't decided to bring three pukis it wouldn't have been so bad. A juggling act of camera and dolls. I managed to lose a part (I think a foot) as I was about rushed into a show. Luckily I came out and the cast member had it. Was so happy and lucky that it was found. At that point the pukis stayed in the bag, or only one was brought out at a time.

 

My dolly fail nearly ended up very bad for my doll. I was doing a photo-shoot called 'loneliness in darkness" and thought it would be really cool to have the only light being a candle. So i set up my doll and the set and light the candle and start taking photo's and the strap of the camera caught fire and burned me... my hand jerked back, as a reflex reaction. knocking my doll over into the candle and the bottom of her hair set on fire!! Luckily i manage to put it out in time before i did any real damage. My room smelled of burned hair for a couple of hours though ^^;

But it was pretty fail on might part and nearly ended up going horribly wrong. It was my first BJD as well, but a have seen more then one person mention there fail was with their first doll. I was really mortified that i was that careless!

 

ok i know i've shared this on the dolly pain thread, but i'm sure some might be just as amused by it here.

my biggest fail ever that i will never forget, and plan to never do agian. DX. um semi-nsfw. things will be implied though. and non-proper terminology to be used.

so i've got my 70cm dz, and he needs to be restrung. so i went to work restringing him. mistake number 1 doing it by myself. mistake number 2 being on speaker phone with the boyfriend at the time while i'm doing it. mistake number 3 being in my pajamas. those be some thin boxer shorts.

i like my dolls super tight and he keeps slipping when i'm pulling he's strings. and then i get the bright idea to sit on his legs and have his torso coming up between my legs so i can pull his strings up. well my butt isn't as big as i thought i guess, cause he slips agian. with his thigh joint with freaking prongs! pointy pointy prongs. pinching me in a so not very nice place. where if i was a boy i'd so would have lost something.

so it all ends with me screaming bloody murder into my boyfreinds ear as he is on speaker phone with me. thinking i'm dying. and cussing up a storm. and after the pain subsides i tell him i'm ok then i go get my dad to help me restring my boy.

i think that counts as dolly fail could be poeple fail though too i guess. XD never restring without a spotter! and jeans.

 

Well, when familiarisng myself with the ins and outs of my doll just after I got her, I thought it would be a great idea to take the head off. Well, until I tried to put it back on, lost the strings down inside her body, then forgot if the ears were side specific, or if they were the same and could go on either side... Then after retrieving the elastic, found I wasn't strong enough to get her ears strung back on, had to get my dad for help, even still all four hands were needed, then I realised I put an ear on backwards and twisted the elastic so the ear didn't sit right.

So, to learn from my fail, memory and weight training are needed...

 

I lost the head of my doll when i first got my first doll too. My doll was lose when she came, it apparently is to prevent chipping during shipping. And to tighten them you pull of the wig cap and pull the strings tight, but it was hard to pull them tight with the head on the doll, and it looked simple enough so i took the head off and then lost the stings, lucky not too far. And manged to pull them out again but i couldn't figure out how to put the head on right afterward, it didn't occur to me to twist the S hook and i didn't figure this out until i got my second doll and i had a look how her S hook was since i had to give her new eyes any way.

Her head mostly stayed on, because of the knots in the string, but if you was a little rough, her head came off. ^^;

 

Never leave your male dolls in questionable poses with each other...in bondage clothes...even if they are safely locked in their wardrobe-room.

Because your grandmother might just come over and suddenly want to see the doll you bought with your graduation money (even if she's never shown interest in them before)...and she might just decide to follow you and stand right behind you when you open the wardrobe doors. And after you painstakingly explained all your grandparents before that you only have male dolls, you can't even lessen the impact by saying that one of them is a girl....

You don't want to scar your innocent little grandmother for a life with gay dollie sex...

 

OMG... *gigglesnort*... I can only imagine!! What horror! but... *giggle*

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My fail is what we like to call the Great Eight Hour Restringing Project. In which beloved yet usually floppy Kenshin got a fresh set of strings about a year after I got him.. Easy peasy, we think. I'd purchased thicker strings. Had it all the correct length, run through that absurd little ring thing in the neck, down through the hips.... one leg strung... no harm.

And then the other leg's remainder of the string refused to stretch enough. I was floored. Pulled, heaved, sat on him and pulled, grabbed every implement of stringing destruction at hand, pulled, got the spouse to pull... HE yanked...

and we lost the string back up the leg, so I tried again.

This went on for a total of EIGHT hours. I kid you not. I measured the string, re-measured it, and worked myself up into such a froth that I was nearly in TEARS but wouldn't give up. Arm muscles dying, HUBBY's hands dying... could NOT get that 2nd leg strung.

I finally realized that by placing the knot at the top of the head, next to the ring thing, I was preventing the string from self-adjusting/sliding as it needed to. It was stuck. Plenty of string, but I needed to locate the knot in his chest cavity or something instead of next to a narrow narrow ring.

My back and arms hurt for DAYS and we won't even discuss the mincemeat that was the hands. Let's just put it this way: Stop and ask someone what the hell you're doing wrong before you fight with a stubborn doll for eight hours straight!

 

If you are using hemostats while restringing an arm, make sure you clamp the string and not the s-hook. Or else it can dent/weaken the S-hook. At which point it can snap at an inopportune time and fling a poor doll hand across the room.

After that, I stuck with the good old ribbon-and-wire method...

 

LFMF -

Don't use your finger to keep the elastic from slipping back into a dolly arm when changing hands! The elastic WILL retract and it WILL pinch your unfortunate finger, rendering you unable to pull it free. You WILL end up with a dolly hanging off your hand, a purple finger.......and you WILL be laughed at by your (my) husband as you panic and yell for help

 

LFMF-

When doing a face up do not leave the head on a couch where your roommate will not know it is there, and where pet rats will sneeze and chew on the nose. You do not want to have to do an emergancy nose sanding to get it to look presentable or have to take off all those layers of MSC again to get off the red mucus the rat sneezes.

 

I had a bit of "fail" today when the heating/air conditioning repairman came to my house. I have a David Bowie minimee made up to look like Jareth from the Labyrinth. He's currently part of a "Dollfie Drag Race" here on DoA, and every week there's a new challenge to dress up your boy doll as some sort of female theme. So, this week's theme was "celebrity impersonations." I dressed Bowie up as Dolly Parton by putting him in girl's clothes and stuffing two of my socks under his shirt to give him a wayyy overly large Dolly-type chest, used washable markers to paint big red lips on him, and some clay to make it look like he had a toothy smile. Then I set him on the table and forgot all about him. So the heating/ac guy (who is probably close to 70 years old) needs to get into the closet where the heater is, and he takes one look at Bowie, and very seriously says "I'm afraid to touch that." And from then on gave me lots of nervous looks, like he was questioning my sanity! ... which is a perfectly logical response, since here is what my doll currently looks like (the boobs look even bigger in person):

 

Okay, not as fun as some of them, but still had us laughing for hours.... I had just gotten my boy, and we were at my friend's mother's place. I settled him on the VERY WIDE arm of the couch, due to the fact I was browsing for clothes and whatnot. He was straddling the arm in his kimono and was leaning forward on his hands. He was quite stable there. NO ONE TOUCHED HIM, and he slid off the arm, towards the carpeted floor. We all shouted and I scrambled over the arm and started laughing. There, on his back, wig still on and eyes still in place, was Amadeaus, legs spread at an embarrassing angle, exposed for the world to see. My friend, her mother and her brother HAD to come over to see what I was in tears with laughter over. Needless to say, Amadeaus was quite embarrassed the rest of the day, and we still laugh at it.

--EDC

 

While on a long bus ride to visit a dolly friend in another country carrying your doll in your arms, Never EVER mention that your rather androgynous looking doll is indeed male and anatomically correct.. As word will spread through the bus and you will have to show EVERYONE by the time you hit the border -__-; Including some questionably curious male border guards who want to see dolly junk (WTF?) as well as ask you crazy questions about if theres drugs inside the doll, 'other little people' inside the doll, and if its alive O.<... Srsly.. who's on drugs here? Anyways.. LFMF!

 

If you purchase a doll with a beautiful, but used, curly wig, resist the urge to try to brush those stray frizzy hairs back into place. You will make the problem worse by making the wig more frizzy than ever. If you realize you've made it worse, NEVER take the brush more rigorously to the wig, thinking that brushing the entire thing will somehow bring the curls back to their origional, uniform state. You will end up with a frizzy poof ball that will make you run to your mother, crying. She may be able to fix it, if you are lucky enough to have a doll-savvy mom, but you will never be able to touch said wig again, and the trauma will never leave you T_T

LFMDF~ Updo issues mean I fiddle with my dolls' wigs as little as humanly possible T_T

 

Okay...this story is from when I had my Soom Spinel, really heavy 65cm doll very...very hard head. XD Well, I had this lovely little display shelf set up just above my head board--which is against the wall by the way--and I forgot how I sometimes stretch and roll into funny positions in my sleep. Wellll...it turns out that my arm hits the shelf, knocks my boy down, and he hits me right square in the noggin. I woke up with him on my head, a gigantic knot and bruise on my head, and my dad looking at me very worriedly. So if you are going to put your doll on a display shelf, make sure that it is somewhere no one can bump into it. Learn from my fail. -__-;

 

Haha, well, I'd have to say my most fail dollie moment was when I first got my doll - I was so excited that any preexisting knowledge I had went straight out the window XD I went right at taking the head off and putting new eyes in, and when I put the head back on, I was seriously confused as to why it didn't stay on right. So asked a friend:
"Her head won't stay ooooooon! D8"
"Did you turn the hook?"
"............................................................oh. No. *turns hook* ^^;;;;;;"
"......*facepalm*...."

...needless to say I felt completely stupid XDXD OTL

 

This is more of a collective fail.

My friend Mistress of Socrates, another friend, and I were vainly attempting to restring her Dollzone Mo. She has the old Mo, the one with the headcap that's attached to the string of the main body, so it's intensely difficult to get nice taught string to stretch up far enough to allow for the hooking of the s-hook in the grip of the headcap. We didn't have any tools or proper equipment for the process, so we ended up using gardening tools and plyers, and it took the strength of myself and the other friend (note: this other friend is a large hefty man thing with fantastic brawn) to hold up the string without attempting to hook it with the headcap. We were on the floor in the center of his living room, struggling to get the headcap on for a good 20 minutes, until, at the cost of a few cut fingers, we were able to victoriously attach the two.

It was then that we realized that the Dollzone Mo was missing a hand.

Frantic, we looked everywhere, digging under the couch, rolling over the rug, checking and rechecking the doll's makeshift carry case, and still we couldn't find it. Socrates thought that she might've left it at home, since she carried him over in pieces. But we just couldn't stop there, what if the hand really WAS lost?

So, in the creative brillance that is me, I came up with a back up plan. More fondly recalled as: Operation Luke Skywalker.

Operation Luke Skywalker involved black electrical tape, a few paper clips, and the dexterous creative skills of yours truly. In a few minutes time, I was able to construct a makeshift dolly hand out of paper clips, complete with hook and bendable fingers that you could pose into different vulgar hand expressions, all neatly wrapped in black electrical tape.

We purposefully left it on the "bird" to express our feelings regarding the situation at hand (get it? At hand? Sorry, that was too good to pass up.)

And, with the help of the manthing, we were able to completely restring the Dollzone again, this time, complete with a replacement hand in the theme of Luke Skywalker.

In the days preceding the event, Socrates was able to find her doll's hand again, and it was shortly after the celebration of the fact that we realized we had to take apart and restring her Dollzone Mo ALL OVER AGAIN.

Learn from our (extremely creative and quick thinking) collective fail. Keep tabs on your lose parts.

 

I know re-stringing fails are common, i have one of those too. So i got some thicker strings for my doll because i heard it would make her pose better. So when i have done the re-stringing and so far uneventful, until i tried to put the head back on. But i had strung the doll tightly, but i heard that is good for a doll. Do i try pulling the hook up, i couldn't get a good grip, so i got a pen (1st fail, this probably should have been metal) and tried to use the pen to pull my S hook up, i pull really hard and the S hook bends and i hit my self in the mouth chipping one of my front teeth.

I loosened the doll at this point.

 

My fail;

One of the dolls here is KNOWN for face planting, and i'd just been rattling off to some other doll owners about how she ALWAYS fell and the other 3 stood with her stood like rocks. I'd been jabbering on for probably ten minutes about what great standers they were, when one by one the three "amazing" standers faceplanted and the usual suspect stood strong, one arm flinging up to point at me as if to say "HAAAAAH! I SHOWED YOU UP, STUPID!"

=__=;;; fail.

 

Realize that, no matter how much you may love someone, it doesn't mean everyone else will treat them with the same respect and care. My first doll, my baby Mint, was sitting on the kitchen table wearing a new outfit he had gotten. My roommate and I were happily cooking in the kitchen, when I left to go take the laundry upstairs. I should not have left him out of my sight. Her father came home with a large bag, and told her to move the doll off the table. My roommate said "All right", but knew she shouldn't touch him with oily/messy hands and started to wash them. Her father got impatient, and effectively knocked the doll off the table in order to make room for the bag. He could have waited a few seconds, but he didn't, and effectively ripped the elastic so his leg came off, and knocked off his head. Luckily, when I came down and she was holding him in three pieces my heart stopped, but, he was fine, if not dismembered for a bit--just as easy as restringing and reattaching the S-hook. Whether dolls, children, pets--even though you love them with all your heart, remember, if you can, keep an eye on the ones you hold dear.

 

...And if you decide to try to boil said beautiful, but used, curly wig in order to straighten it because you're too cheap to just buy a new wig already, make sure you have someone on hand who actually knows what they're doing. Otherwise, you'll scald yourself on the boiling water and end up with a knotted mass of something that looks like this:

 

So I explained to my art teacher that my dolls (I had Yukio with me that day) were anatomically correct. This lead to Yukio being paraded around both art rooms with his pants and undies pulled down and him being showed to the football players, who happened to have a study period that class. >_>

Also, when I first got Shiwoo, a similar event happened. However, Shiwoo was passed around a table at a girls' tennis banquet with no pants or undies on, and his head was taken off, too. XP

The verdict? My art teacher is still unimpressed with BJDs (and Yukio's peen), and Shiwoo was deemed "cool doll" by the girls' tennis team. Go figure.

LFMF


Shiwoo expresses his displeasure of that day with a face-plant. :C

 

When spraying a blank head with sealant, remember to make sure it's either suspended on something secure, or hold it with gloves. I was trying to think of ways to avoid spraying my hands with Model Masters, so I put the head upside down on a broom handle and held it out in front of me.

When I went to spray him, he flipped off, thunked across the concrete second story balcony, and tumbled over the edge. I had to search for 20 minutes to try and find him. I had thought for sure I had lost him, until I found him wedged between the bush under our balcony and the brick wall. He had only a couple of dints and dings that I was able to steam out. But seriously, learn from my fail. D8

 

Just because you can drop your basic doll 700 times from 3 feet or higher onto hardwood flooring and not get even a tiny scratch on it does not mean your limited doll won't break a hand on its first fall from 1 feet off the ground onto a carpet.... LFMF

 

NEVER... ever... trust a doll, not even your own!!! Especially your own! :p

When I had Less (B&G Sapphira) for about a month or two, I put him on the table with Zaphod (Dz Hid). Not too close to the edge. They were standing stable, for about 10-15 minutes, so I trusted them to stay standing.
Well, I was wrong! The moment I turned my back to grab something about 3 meters behind me, they decided to fall, both of them! Luckily my bureauchair was standing in front of them, catching them, more or less.
Zaphod was all right, though his limbs were pointing all directions.
Less on the other hand, was worse, he managed to break one of his ears. He had a second pair of ears, so I didn't mind but ordered a new pair anyway. (I spent hours modding those ears ... >.<)

Then, a few months back, I found out I was the one who should have learned from my fail. Was surfing the interwebz and Less was standing next to me, also, solid for over 30 minutes. Until I went to get something to drink. I was walking out of the room as I heard a loud bump.

Maybe I should just always keep them in their pillows when handling them... >.<

I failed bad, learn from it!

 

Never let your boyfriend place one of those sticky quarter machine critters on your doll's exposed skin. Your doll will have a "nice" lizard stain on her leg that isn't very easy to get out T^T

 

When models complain about the hot studio lights, they aren't kidding.

My husband gave me three standing photography lamps and a backdrop last Christmas and I immediately started putting them to use. I was moving the lamps every which way, trying to get rid of the shadows, finally settled on a suitable arrangement and blithely clicked away. Sometime later, ready to check my shots, I went to replace the lens cap on hubby's pricey camera and realized I'd left it in front of one of the lamps and it was all melty-warpy.

Then I decided I wanted a different backdrop for my next pic, and moved the lamps in front of an old trunk without checking on the length of the electrical cords. I had two dolls set up and was ready to go when I saw movement in the corner of my eye as one of the metal lamps started tipping forward. It was one of those moments where everything seems to happen in slow motion--but not slow enough for you to stop it. So the lamp crashed into both dolls, leaving black skidmarks on the white doll, grey ones on the black doll.
Fortunately I was able to remove both the black and the grey and have learned to be a tad more respectful of those lamps.

 

Despite the fact that they may happen to be sitting within easy reach when you decide to re-string a doll, pliers are not an appropriate tool for pulling up on the doll's S-hook to remove the head. Especially needle-nose jewelry pliers. The pliers will invariably slip loose as you yank on them, and you will be unable to stop pulling in time to avoid stabbing yourself in the face. If you are lucky, you will miss both of your eyes and end up with a perfectly centered, mostly-round scar on your forehead, directly between your eyebrows at the top of your nose, as I did. Yes, that's right - instant and quite permanent bindi. LFMDF.

Rather, the best items for removing S-hooks are key rings (if small enough to fit inside the head) or pieces of strong string or ribbon around 20 inches in length. Yarn doesn't generally work, as it tends to be too weak and can break, causing the S-hook to snap back down and either stab you in the finger or chip the resin.

 

Back when Nicolai(KD Bory) first arrived, I decided to learn how to restring/put him back together right away, even though his stringing was perfectly fine.
I already knew how all of his pieces went back together, but stopped after just having the hook and main part of the body on the elastic. No arms, head, or legs yet. I had gone, from my room on the 2nd floor into the basement to get my sewing machine. I had plannned on making him some basic clothes after restringing.

I came back up stairs and found our 'different' cat Domino chewing on the elastic sticking out of his body. In a split second he notices me, gets a better hold on the elastic, and gets into his 'SH*T I'm in trouble, get ready to run' pose. In that same second I drop my sewing machine at the horrific realization of what Domino is about to do. At the sound of my plastic-cased sewing machine hitting the floor, he darts out the bedroom door, past me in the hallway, and down the stairs. All the while, Nicolai's body trails behind him, hitting his legs occasionally making him run faster. I fall down the stairs after him and he's passed out in the living room next to the couch my mom is sitting on. She looks down at Domino wondering what the hell happened and why I'm going after him. The first thing she sees? Yes, the front of Nicolai's 'bits'. Her comment? "Sooo...he's 'into' animals and Domino isn't interested in that sort of relationship?"

For a couple weeks the family joke about my doll was that he was a cat rapist and that I take great joy in having body parts on my bedroom floor.

When I called Domino 'different', I was refering to his lack of being cat-like. He's like a cross between a squirrel on crack, a mouse, and a lap dog. Oh and his passing out is due to a minor heart defect. I personally believe not enough blood was pumped to his brain in its developement and that it contributed to his wierdness.

Needless to say, I'm way more careful about closing my bedroom door/keeping dolls out of Domino's reach, and where I keep elastic. LFMF @__@;

 

My mother and I have had great adventures together when it comes to putting heads back on my dolls. When I got my Soom Chrom's head back from getting a faceup, I tried to get his head back on. I. Could. Not. Get. His. Head. On. For. The. Life. Of. Me. It drove me crazy! I couldn't get the string to come up! So I call my mother in to help me. Now, my mother, being a single and independant woman, is very strong (the woman can push and pull around couches and solid oak babinets!). She too could not get the string to come up. Perhaps he was too tightly strung? I don't know. I didn't care at this point. My mom think it will be a good idea to get a pair of SCRAPBOOKING pliers instead of like, a TOOL to pull the string and hook up. She yanks up on the hook and gets it in the air. She places her two fingers inbetween the exposed string and the base of the neck just in case the hook decides to slip.

Here I am, carefully trying to get the head placed back on, when ka-THUNK the hook slips from the pliers, goes through the head hole, and smacks my mother on the hand. Her yelp of surprise causes me to drop my head as I'm concerned for her. The immediate minute I dropped the head, I am now more concerned for the head (terrible, I know, but it's just an S-Hook wound!). The whole ordeal was just a bunch of fail @_@

Then when my new girl came in for my birthday I unwrapped her to see NO HEAD. Her head was packaged serperately, much to my dismay. My mom got her pliers again and we went to work. However, for some reason, the S-Hook was too big for her head-hole. This confused me and I started freaking out. My poor new baby girl was gonna be headless! D:
My mother goes, "...Let's put her head on backwards".
I'm like, "...D: WHAT???"
So she turns her head around and shoves the S-Hook through and twists it, and now my girl looks like the dang chick from the Exorcist -_-;
It took us another 10 minutes to get her head turned back around in a way where the S-Hook wasn't twisted up and URGGGG.

Remind me to only get dolls that come with their heads attatched!

 

Once upon a time, on a bright sunny day in Hawaii, I decided to MSC my Abadon, a giant 70cm manbeast of armored resin. Usually, I sprayed in card board boxes, but since there were so many parts, I wanted to do it on a larger surface. I was running around the house trying to find newsprint when I came upon -- lo and behold! -- my giant pad of paper palette.

It was a match made in heaven! ...or so I thought.

I laid out two large pieces, arranged all the parts and started spraying with vigor! When everything dried, I lifted up the pieces only to discover that there was a thin, semi-opaque white sheet stuck to the bottom of the pieces. It looked like rice paper!

"Eureka!" I censored myself, since this is a PG forum, "The paper palette must have not absorbed the MSC and now I can peel off thin layers of it!" I did some proper 3rd-grader-worth gawking and marvelling.

And then a giant gust of wind blew, sending a flurry of rice-paper-thin, possibly-toxic, impossible-to-catch MSC all over my backyard, koi fish pond, and of course, me.

I tried to clean all of it up, but when my parents found some suspicious white flakes the next day, I blamed it on volcano smog from the Big Island. They believed me.

The moral of this story is: Paper Palette and MSC should not fall in love, get married, and ride off into a sunset together. Failing that, BLAME IT ON THE VOLCANO. LFMDF. D:

 

My fail,

After seeing many beautiful body blushings, I decided to try my hand at blushing reenie. Since she is an original Dollfie Dream I knew that normal blushing techniques wouldn't work so I headed to my local hobby shop and purchased my first airbrush along with some compressed air and some paint that I feltwould suit her coloring. I went home and promptly began unstringing her. I joyously applied my not too skilled airbrush techniques to both Reenie and another Volks brand IT doll. Once I was.satisfied with my work I began putting both dolls back together. At this point I discover my first fail. I HAD USED RED PAINT. Now both dolls appear to have a severe dolly sunburn.

Enter the second fail of the evening. In an attempt to remove the red paint I slather the smaller doll in blue nail polish remover which not only dyes her now red skin to a more bruised looking color, it also eats the vinyl/plastic of her entire body. By the time I was done the poor doll looked like a burn victim that had been beaten. Needless to say I did learn from my first and second fail and used a different method to lighten the red color on Reenie, my dollfie dream, who now only has a mild pink sunburn and that's the extent of it.

Learn from my fails. When body blushing, don't use red unless you want a sunburn and if you need to remove paint.....choose your paint remover carefully. A little research can save you a lot of heartache not to mention all the work.

 

I already posted one story but had to post this one just for fun...

So had a doll meetup at my house, and we had doll maintance available. I recently received a body that came unstrung, so I'm attempting to string the doll together. I've strung both legs, and now I'm attempting to pull the strings up into the body and up to the neck/head to secure them. I pull, the knot on the string gives out, and I end up pulling the string out, and clunk clunk clunk, the body is now completely disassembled on the floor infront of me. Right infront of everyone at the meetup, and I'm suppose to know what I'm doing. LOL!