How Old is TOO Old?

You know, I did that several years ago, right before I went into junior high and I regretted the hell out of it. I was so afraid of what the other kids, whom for the most part, I hated, would think of a 13 year old that still has, and likes dolls. Once I got into high school, I realized....why the hell do I care what those idiots think of me? They don't like me anyway. But anywho, back onto the subject! There is no such thing as being too old for dolls, perhaps maybe too fragile, too insecure, too crazy, but what does age have to do with anything? As you age, your taste in things refine, so if anything, dolls get better! You know what you CAN get too old for though? Judging other people.

 

You are only to old to do something you love if you are over the age of dead.

My late grandfather told me something very important before he passed away. He looked me in the eye and said, "Madison, don't ever stop doing the things that made you happy when you were little. Don't ever be too old for anything you love." He had learned that, as people grow, they tend let go of things that make them joyful and, often, become very depressed and drab. He had made that mistake and hadn't realized it until he was in his seventies, when he promptly joined a group of old folks who ran around (as fast as 70+ year olds can) riding merry-go-rounds and acting like six year olds. He regretted losing 60+ plus years of that fun.

 

^ The little laughing-face smiley means that that part was a joke.

 

My Mom laughs at me for sitting dressing nd posing dolls while I'm watching tv etc. she doesn't get it, being 30 and all. But I love collecting things and dolls are included! She has a cupboard filled with antique tea cups after all. XD
but I only got in the hobby at 28 and really, I couldn't afford it before than! XD I have many, many future doll plans that all involve being one of those strange adult people I've heard about. Like a work space for doll projects and storage in future home.
There is never too old. Just finally old enough! XD

 

Well my immediate family is very supportive, although they do find the hobby really expensive, for them it's fine as long as I don't spend all my money into it. They don't think, I'm too old for it even being 27. I do admit a lot of people my age would feel uncomfortable with the hobby since a lot of them think dolls are for kids, but I think it all depends on your point of view. And beside as other people said, I think it's the kind of hobby you can grow with, the older you get, you tastes change and I think it's something that makes the BJD world really interesting.

(sorry for the edit, I modified some sentences that were cut and not making much sense)

 

Your never to old for the hobby in my opinion. Its not really age that should make you quit or start collecting. It's just a matter of asking yourself if "you can afford the hobby" or if "you just can't take care Of them or give them the love they deserve. If you can afford the hobby and care for your dolls, are you ever too old. Nope, not in my book.

 

You know what's too old? people making decisions for other people and judging them if they don't follow their mindset.

I will die playing with my dolls, eating sweets and loving cartoons. It's my life and I'll enjoy it my own way

 

Why, exactly is it bad for little kids to see naked dolls? My son has seen naked dolls (and people!) from a very young age, and as far as I can tell it hasn't perverted him.

 

There is no such thing... I am proof.

 

I don't see this as a hobby that could possibly be considered one to become 'to old' for or even 'to young'. If it makes you happy then that is what matters!

 

I love this quote! It's so true!

 

I wish we lived in a world where we did not have to pad our "weird" hobbies with "normal" hobbies. But, you know? I do that also. I'm new to this hobby and find myself stressing the "sewing" or "fashion" aspect of the hobby.

When I was in 5th grade, we had an assignment to build some model or something dealing with Roman culture. I put one of my Barbies in the woman's version of a togo - researched and everything, from head to toe. I got a lot of grief for that -playing with dolls. That marked, I now realize, the end of my doll play until recently.

You probably will. I went to a HS class reunion a couple years ago (my first since graduating) and one of the people I was talking to asked me when I got to be such a funny, engaging person. I told him that apparently I had eaten a great big plate of I don't give a darn (Ok. I used different words, you get the idea).
So, look forward to the Big Plate of I Don't Give a ... in your future.

 

There is no such thing as too old, and we should never worry about people trying to tell us otherwise. If someone doesn't want to accept you as a person because of doll collecting, they're not worth the effort.

 

I needed a good belly laugh today (I didn't need to snort tea, though!). This applies to so any things.

How could I possibly think there's a "too old"? I brought home my first doll when I was 48. I've thankfully achieved an age where other people's judgments matter very little. How much life energy do I want to waste on things that don't matter? Very little. None, even.

People do wonder why I've chosen such an unusual hobby and, particularly, why I favour boys--feminised boys at that ("But they look like girls!"). Perhaps they're wondering whether these boys are shells for what they perceive as missing in my life. *shrug* It's easy to turn the questions to lovely advantage and talk about cultural differences in aesthetics and more. And that turns out to be fun for me, enlightening for them. We can choose to be sensitive missionaries, and sometimes the result is rewarding.

Most people who know me also know I read manga, fall in love with anime series, play video games. My son's high school friends used to think I was soooo cool. It's then I started thinking what a crime it is for elders to judge their youngers for their passions when support would go so much farther.

 

You know what that reminds me of? Those days when you'd only need tampons or condoms at the store, but you'd find yourself buying 6 other things along with it as 'camouflage'-- as though that would somehow render the dirty shameful box invisible.

Really, that's the sad part of dealing with people! Any time you admit being into anything interesting, you always have to mitigate it by tacking on something mundane. I guess it's to bring yourself more back into the light of Normality where those people can understand you at all. People are like Venn diagrams; we seem to have this reflex to overlap. Can't be caught being TOO interesting, not without pulling out some commonalities that say "Look, see, I'm not an alien - I take Pilates classes just like you and all your Lululemon friends".

Too right! It's a learned life skill.... when you're young, it's really really hard. Selfconsciousness is very powerful. Even if you were the sort of young person who made a point of Not Giving A Crap What People Think from the rebellious-teen years on, you're really pantomiming it until you get to be A Certain Age. Then one day you just realize that you're done smothering yourself trying to please others, & from that day on, doing your own thing suddenly gets easy.

 

Hmmm... I guess I'm a young indifferent. *has bought just condemns or tampons without a thought before* Actually had someone ask about it once and I was snarky and said, "Nope, they're for my Grandma at the Nursing Home. She says she's never had a std and doesn't plan on ruining her Golden years."

I wonder sometimes at how easy that lie came out but it was amusing to see the nosy person get all uncomfortable. I told my stepdad I ordered a doll and he was like aren't you old for dolls. I shrugged that off and said, "But I thought I was always going to be your baby girl so I can still play with dolls right?" Got a chuckle out of that one.

 

THIS! ^^ This is made of sheer greatness! (The tea I just snorted, however, was not.)

 

My comeback line was always "You know you wish you were me."