What was that feeling you had before purchasing your first doll?

My mind was racing with "Omg, she's beautiful! I have to have her! I can't miss another doll like Pegasus Jamong!" followed by "Nuuuu, my poor wallet!"

I kept going back and forth, feeling excitement for the potential purchase, then guilt for my wallet. This conundrum lasted for approximately 3 days. But the dread of the event ending quickly swept across the battlefield and won.

After being just a bystander to the BJD hobby for 7 long years, I had at last clicked the "order" button.

Then the immense joy and excitement overwhelmed me and the tears started falling.

That was January 2021. I may still be a newbie to caring for these precious dolls but I am so glad I finally joined!

 

I was very nervous because I hadn't spend that much on a doll before and had to convince my mom to let me use her credit card lol

 

Unending excitement and terrible nerves! I was sixteen at the time and had spent a couple years collecting playline dolls while window shopping for ball jointed ones. The amount of money spent made teenage me nervous. I was afraid she would arrive broken, or she wouldn't be what I wanted, and I even had a weird dream that my doll arrived with her MSD sized head on a YOSD body.

In hindsight I wish I had saved longer for a doll I was more passionate about, as I have long since sold her body and mainly keep the head for nostalgia, but when I ordered her I was just so happy to have my first doll on the way. Whenever I see her now I'm reminded of that giddy feeling.

 

Ahhh, I was so young and naive then (now I'm adult and naive). I was extremely excited. I had to drive 40 km to pick up my boy at the post office and then hurry to my office... I was late, obviously. I remember me running with that big 70+cm box through the subway trains and explainingto my boss why picking that box was an emergency task. =D All of this made a process of the acquisition hella a story.

 

At first, I was so scared to spend over $100 on a doll. Not something that I would use often, but something that would be purely just for hobby. However, I was so, so excited to get into it. The doll I got was on sale for a fantastic price, and I saved enough to be able to comfortably do it, so I was able to put my doubt aside and just be giddy about it!

 

Then (15 Years ago)

• "Oh God how can I be spending this much money?"
• "What if I don't like this hobby?"
• "What if people are mean to me?"
• "What if my doll is ugly?"
• "Why is every website in Japanese/Chinese?...HOW DO I ORDER ANYTHING?!"

Now

• *Plops down another $600* I should be ashamed, but I'm just jaded.
• Obviously I like this hobby.
• People on DOA seem to be good people. But if they weren't for whatever reason, it wouldn't matter; I'll go drink alone and play with my dolls.
• They literally couldn't be worse than when I started.
• All Hail Google Translate.

 

I liken the feeling I had to just knowing when someone or something is/isn't right. I just felt it. And I knew if I didn't get it, I would be kicking myself. I looked at her and immediately felt like this was something that I was meant to have. :3 And in 3-8 months...I will.

 

Having one was something I wanted for a long time not knowing price or being collectibles. I was so excited that I couldn’t help it and bought more haha such an addiction.

 

My guts fell out with anxiety. No exaggeration. Ar first I was back and forth like: HELP WHAT HAVE I DONE??? but then I was like: OMG I can't wait for them to get here! I wish they were here right now!!!

Now, I'm like: What the Hell am I going to do whilst waiting for them to arrive? Ans: Learn to sew because I have NO MONEY FOR EXTRAS.