So, a few weeks ago, TBP had a guest review of the Bleeding Edge Goths Olivia O’Lantern doll. Now, I’d heard of the line before, but mostly ignored them, because up to that point, I thought they all had the weird symbols for eyes. That was all I had seen, and they always struck me as creepy and gross and Do Not Want.

I have an eye thing. I love eyes. I love them on people, and it makes me particular about them on dolls. Particular enough that my MH Dance Class Robecca has one wonky eye, and the only reason I can deal with it is that she wears a combination monocle/eyepatch that hides it, and my brain still tries to convince me that we should get a non-wonky one. So you can imagine how GNYAAH the whole symbols-for-pupils thing made me.

But there’s Olivia, with her normal eyes, and hey, she’s cute, and kind of anime-y, so I start wondering about other non-symbol-eyed Begoths, and get to Googling, first some of the ones she specifically mentions in the review, and then more generally the line. The first one I do is Gloria Phobia:

She likes Jane’s Addiction! But not bigamy!

Hey, she’s cute! Wait, why is she one of the not-popular ones? Do people only like the creepy ones? WHAT IS HAPPENING, DOES NOT COMPUTE. But I shrug it off, there is confirmation of cute ones with real eyes, I must keep looking! And then I find…HER.

Hey, baby, you so pretty, baby.

Greta Vendetta. *big sparkly heart eyes* And immediately I panic, because why do I always find out about this shit after the line has gone defunct? She was from the last series released, so there’s a chance of finding her, but what if she was really popular? WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. But lo! The company still has some old stock they’re selling off, and guess who’s among them! ….unfortunately, their shipping charges are overblown (seriously, they wanted more to ship a $37, 12-inch doll than Tonner charges to ship their $170, 16-inch dolls. What the flying iced over fuck, you guys.) and that would put me like, $20 over my frittering-away money, and that was when I started to cry.

Spring is hard for me, okay? Its even harder when it refuses to actually BE spring, and then to fall for a happy, and think I can have it, only to have it slip past my fingertips, it just…yeah. Getting tipped over the edge by lame stuff is one of the more humiliating aspects of depression.

But! I have a Glory, who had been IMing with me through the whole thing, and got all, “Don’t cry! I want to get you a present, anyway! You want Greta? I want to get you Greta.”

……..yeah, I also ended up crying over the whole “generous friend that I don’t deserve” thing. DEPRESSION IS AWESOME, HAVE I MENTIONED?

Anyway, long story long — I have Greta:

Somebody order a box of awesome?

And I luuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvve her! But not as much I lurve my Glory. 🙂 I may, at some point, funds permitting, get her a friend (Gloria is still a cutie, and has a name very close to friend perfection, heh), but really, at this point, nobody’s going to live up to Greta. Its like having a little sign by your desk that glows “Someone loves you!” every time you look at it, and you just can’t beat that.