22 August 2003

field notes: the dolls we pretend to be
Years ago, during a charity auction in a newsroom, a copy editor outbid me on This is Blythe, a photography book that featured a strangely beautiful doll living a glamorous life in exotic locales, sort of like a six-inch version of Audrey Hepburn's characters. The copy editor was so eager to get the book because, she said, "She's living the life I want to lead."

How could I argue with that?

I stopped bidding on the book.

Now, I not only understand her, I know what she means. I've fallen in love at first sight with the girls in Junko Mizuno's Hell Babies. Dangerous but cute. Sweet in a scary way. Sexy and Asian. My kind of girl.

The puffy pink cover is perfect for bringing into bed, so I can dream about them. Perfect. I'm saving my allowance now.

By the way, I wonder what kind of traffic I'll get now since I typed in that description....

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