In My Day...

Okay, this sounds fun! Let me see if I can give this one a shot:

"In my day, we had to steal eyes from thrift shopped ceramic dolls. Yeah---that's right! We had to gut your grannie's old hand me down dollie eyes you donated to get a decent set for our dolls to wear! We had none of these fancy-smancy resin eyes with crystals, gears or the ability to glow in the dark. You're all lucky that you can get them almost any way you could dream, or can make them yourself. "

 

I want to join in the fun!

In my day/Back in the day, we had to make our own fur wigs. That's right, we had to go out, catch a sheep, shear it, card and treat the wool, dye it and then glue it onto our doll's head. And if it didn't fit, we had to go out, find another sheep and start all over!

You young whippersnappers have it easy nowadays, with your fancy-smancy wig selling interwebz webplaces! *shakes cane*

Ryu

 

"Back in my day, there were no dealers! you wanted a doll? You learned Japanese. you wa nted a different doll? You learned Korean. If you wanted a limited item you'd need to master the Chinese language in an afternoon at short notice or you went without. you Young'uns with your fancy English speaking agents talking you through everything."

 

In my day, there was no internet to buy and sell your dolls. You had to rent a post office box (so weirdos wouldn't know where you live), pay to put an add in the newspaper, wait a week for it to come out, run to the PO to check your mail every day, and keep writing back and forth until you settled on a price.
And there was no PayPal, so you had to go get a money order or a cashier's check so you didn't get ripped off.
But we were thankful for the post office, the newspaper, and the bank!

 

In my day, there were no BJD companies. If you wanted a doll, you had to make it from scratch. You had to buy the materials, learn to sculpt, then prime and cast it yourself. And it taught us the value of hard work, not like with all these BJD companies you can just buy a doll from, tsk tsk.

 

In my day, there were none of these fancy doll shoes. That's right our dolls had to walk barefoot, up hill, in the snow, both ways. Lord forbid you wanted to cover your doll's feet to keep em nice, then you had to sew or knit them some socks, and that was the best we had, and we liked it. Kids today are so lucky with their newfangled interwebs letting them shop easy for shoes and boots.