You know you're a BJD dork when the mail delivery person no longer looks at you weird when you're getting yet another huge box from an eastern country.
you know your a 'bjd dork' when your postal guy delivers often enough he no longer questions that you answer the door unable to open your eyes (i have conditions that make me light sensitive at certain times) and he 'blocks' what light he can an places the thing to sign under your waiting hand for the 'scribble' you now call a signature. lol I almost prefered the 'temp replacement guy who delivered later in the day lol
When you're honestly surprised that someone points out it's peculiar to spend far more time, energy and money on the perfect outfits for your dolls than on your own.
When you name your Spotify playlists with your dolls names because that's the kind of music they like.
When you spend a few moments staring at a porcelain doll, debating whether it's worth a possible curse for their very lovely eyes... (the answer is sometimes yes)
When you're moving and yeah sure you trust the movers with your tv And all your furniture and important items, but no, i will transport the dolls myself thank you. When your sibling picks up the doll carrying bag and looks to his friend making bets whether it's doll stuff or a rifle or something. (It's loose doll parts, hooves, wings, claws...)
When you create an elaborate spreadsheet (for insurance purposes) and take pictures of all the dolls (insurance) and you meticulously mark down what it would cost if you had to replace things (i swear it's for insurance and not because i think im missing someone) and have to explain to the insurance agent that no they aren't barbies, no im not kidding on the value, and have to bring one in for a full explanation (happily given) to ensure they're all covered. And promptly call them back the instant the policy is drawn up because i definitely forgot someone.
When most others frequent Facebook to connect with friends and family, check out cat pictures or join group to discuss favorite TV, movie or book series, and I'm the one who's solely using it to peruse BJD groups... You just graduated with your graphic design degree...and the only thing you can muster up the energy to work on using the skills you just spent the past few years developing is on something bjd-related (faceups mainly in this case). When you look at your favorite character/musician/celebrity and think that bjd head you recently saw would be perfect to create a doll version of them...(there have been a few that would make a perfect Adam Lambert doll, I swear!)
@SteamWitch Such a lovely photo! ... You know you're a BJD dork when you're really looking forward to a relaxing Sunday evening with your dolls and spend all week imagining how you'll change their clothes and poses.
When you spend more time looking for the perfectly in-scale fake xmas tree for your dolls than looking for the real thing ...
omg LOL or when someones 'dorkdom' is literally the exact same as yours!... would it be considered one upping if I was thinking of selling my 6ft tree for money for the doll size one >< lol cuz I am.
When you go to your coworker and say "talk me out of this," they immediately respond with "NO MORE DOLLS."
You know you're a bjd dork when... you devote a section of your oversized, unused bed as a display area for a few of your crew. a majority of your display furniture is devoted to your bjds in one way or another. you dump other collections to focus solely on bjds. you're burnt out on doing drawings, sketching or other types of art projects, but you have no issues working on faceups. most of the crafting material you purchase is for projects related to your resin crew. you daydream about turning your favorite characters from your favorite media (books/movies/TV/anime/etc.) into a resin army.
I know when I am constantly planning outfits for the dolls I don’t have yet. Or when I dream about my doll’s life if he was a real person
Keeping an excel sheet with info on all of the dolls you bought, keeping tabs on when they came home, if they're 2nd hand you write down which year, info such as skin colour, price, hybrid bodies, where or whom you bought it from. I've also got one for all of my hobby related purchases, to keep it neat and orderly. Oh, and mistake real people for dolls, done that way too often >>
lmao I started this in my list in my profile LOL got out of hand lol guess I'm a data dork too... but i don't work with excel (to old and cranky to learn it lol)
I don't have a excel sheet either, but I do have a notepad on my phone that I have all of my Crew's info on. What wigs, eyes, etc and what company I got them from, their eye colors, when they came home, "official" dates of birth, backstory notes and more. I'm actually surprised when I hear about BJD caregivers that don't do this! Ryu
when your doll's photo is your wallpaper on your mobile... And you only change it, when you'll take another picture of him/her...
when you have 4,500 photo's on flickr and 4,470 of them are doll pics (most taken in a 5 year span >< lol)
My fiancé recently suggested an "SD picnic" with a couple friends, meaning "social distancing picnic," since we'd be hanging out but at the government recommended social distance of 6 feet due to covid-19. My first thought was "SD? I didn't know those friends had dolls..." before I realized they weren't talking about dolls at all ugh same! My phone wallpaper has been one of my dolls for about 6 months now and I don't really have any plans to change it any time soon lol
omg if this is not the perfect bjd snapshot of the times we live in i don't know what is LOL and your dorkdom lol
I am so glad I wasn't the only one that thought "SD picnic meant a picnic with BJDs!" Especially since I'm planning one when the weather dries out. We are such dorks! Ryu
When you'e genuinely considering spending your entire stimulus check on a new doll Also when you keep sculpting heads and not finishing them, so you have a sandwich bag just full of them lmao
I feel like a resin crazed dork in thrift stores. I look at clothes on the rack and be like “hm, that sweater would look so cute made into a doll dress.” I somehow always go home with more for my dolls than for me lol.
I regularly put dolls in my cart with different preferences to see and record the changes in price so I can decide later how I will get it. Also yes, I too have a chart.
When you go house hunting and you hear (through an open window) your dad tell the realtor that you have too many dolls everywhere, so you need more storage space
You know you're a bjd dork when... You had a crochet burnout for who knows how long, but then you find that expensive sewing thread thin spun silk yarn you purchased ages ago and suddenly you are crocheting a pure silk dress for your doll on the tiniest hook you own. You think 60$ is way too much for that video game you kinda wanted, but three months later you spend 600$ on new dolls.
When you love the doll you want to buy more than you’re mom loves her boyfreind and when you’re ideal past time is just staring at bjds for hours on end (that’s been my week, how have y’all been passing quarentine?)
When you get ready for your Zoom classes by setting up all of your sewing supplies and your doll to keep you company and making sure that they arent in frame of your webcam.
Oh my god! you're not alone. I wasn't required to have my cam on for Zoom, so I just modded dolls while in class. I sculpted the chest on one of my girls, which would have been fun to explain to my prof!
I've flat out watched a movie on the couch with one of my dolls sitting in the arm rest. She had Her own small bowl of popcorn too
You mean, you're not supposed to do that? When you watch a R rated movie, and you turn around your doll so he can't watch because he's only five years old. Snack time by Ryuichi Sakuma, on Flickr IIRC, we were watching a Disney movie when I took this pic. Ryu
You know you've married a fellow dork when his response to the eyeless head in your hands is to point out his Transformers collection. With Autobots on one side of the room and Decepticons on the other, he is safe from the floating head.
I just fought for my right to have a certain Narae knock off vinyl OT American BJD in a shelter. I'm iving in a shelter in NYC albeit I'm in a hotel room with my service cat now because of Covid and I'm going bonkers because I don't have a proper dollie to play with. Resin isn't happening. Not in here but this doll was cheap and she's easily replacable and while I'm not going to just leave her in my room if she was to get stolen I could get her back easily. The supervisor looked at me and was like "Really?" But I showed her how she works, popped her wig off and lifted her head cap off to show her you could change out her eyes and she was duly impressed. She said You're an odd one. You know that?" and I laughed. There are kid's dolls in shelters but I think mine is probably the first collectable vinyl BJD. Bringing a doll into a shelter? If that's not being a complete doll freak then I don't know what is.
When you see a stylish man in the street, make a mental sketch of the outfit he’s wearing, and track down something similar on Etsy to dress your doll.
I buy one and immediately have my eye set on the next one. I even ponder what accessories I need for each new doll too lolol
You admire how detailed and realistic a lace style wig is, only to remember it's the top of someone's head.
When you explain to them that you can't afford any more SD shoes this month, and you feel like a thief robbing your children. XD
when your friends are always bringing you interesting bits of plastic and foam and cardboard from packaging because they know how much you like making stuff for your dolls! also, i guess that i literally describe pieces of garbage as "interesting"!
@ziggymoon hahaha, I'm with you on that. I live in a household that is VERY fond of building miniature things... and often before tossing some particularly interesting pieces we'll stop and be like, "WELL... do you *think* this shape is worth keeping?" We laugh at ourselves, but sometimes the answer is enthusiastically yes! It reminds me of this wonderful place where I grew up that was right next to the dump - called the Reuse Store. They would pull out so much stuff that had potential for reuse and the artists in the area would come that stuff up for a buck or two for a pile of it. It's not garbage until it's garbage
You traumatize the students in a class you’re subbing for by working on a vented wig during class. While it’s still on the doll head.