I Just Can't Walk Away

I guess with my unexpected night off, I can get back to the AG new-ness? We'll see if I blow this off because I want to read or the power goes weird. (Don't go weird, power.)


I posted awhile back about the AG ragdoll plush dolls and how they were coming and also gonna be stupidly expensive for what they are, and they dropped yesterday. They are absolutely stupidly expensive (fuck you, Tangerine Terror!) but they are also cute as a fuckin' button so we're gonna take a moment to acknowledge the insane price point being insane due to it being AG and also the state of the fucking union and then we're gonna concentrate on literally everything else. say fuck one more time, self.

Okay, let's go. We're gonna start with the plush dolls and when time permits, I'll either edit with the Disney stuff I've missed or just make another post.

( I just wanna squish them all! )

We gather here to say goodbye to Miss Molly McIntire. She pulled off the biggest upset in history* not just by selling out before Emily (everyone always pegs the best friend to go first) but before Saige.

The downside is that when I told Mums this, she said, "Wow, it's too bad you never managed to get her." annnnnnnnnd I had to cop to buying her in Atlanta back in October. "But, Mom, she followed me home!" :p


Well played, Molly. Well played. I expected/hoped you'd sell out by Christmas, but I honestly thought Saige would sell out first.


*- Maybe not actual history, but really, it's pretty impressive when you consider she's older than everyone else in the lineup and was pegged by quite a few people as likely to hang around until they quietly had to pull her come January 1st.

Ugh, I feel like crap. Possibly like crap warmed over? Is that worse? I think it is. I'm not sure what the problem is though. Just a general meh but less mental and decidedly more physical.

Not helped by the computer testing my nerves. x_x


So I'm going to ignore anything I originally had planned and do a quick little tribute to Molly McIntire and then head to bed for a bit. I feel bad that I panicked over Sam, cried over Kirsten, and "IN YOUR FACE!"'d over Felicity and so far Molly's gotten nothing.


Here's to you, Olly Molly.



  When I came into the AG world, there were four dolls. Kirsten, Samantha, the newly introduced Felicity, and Molly. Molly and I had three very important things in common:

Glasses. I'd just gotten mine and was actually pretty excited about them once the headaches wore off. I thought I looked better with them than I did without, which I realize makes me one of the few kids to actually need glasses to feel this way. Molly sure didn't. Still, she is the only AG character to need glasses and be dollified. Not a single once since their launch. How sad is that? They've sold loads of different glasses over the years, and I've bought quite a few and will continue to do so, but none specifically for a character aside from Molly.

We have grey eyes. Hers are a clear grey and mine are blue-ish with aspirations of green occasionally and violet at least once, but grey all the same. It wasn't until Ruthie that we got another character with grey eyes and even then I think these are the only two still available with grey eyes. They apparently silver pretty easily? This is a big reason why adult me has fallen for Molly.


Finally, we have suffered through some serious hair envy over the years. I went from stick straight bright blonde hair to dirty blonde, curly/wavy hair that did and does whatever it feels like. It would snarl and cuts would be made and tears cried. Molly's search for perfect hair made her sick and cost her the role of her dreams. I feel your pain, McIntire. I feel your pain.



Otherwise I didn't really give a ton of thought to Molly. I liked some of her stuff (her trunk, to this day, remains my favorite. One day when the ebay prices settle, I might go after it again.) and wasn't super fond of other bits. I never found her all that bratty as a kid and as an adult I still don't. It's one of the things I really like about her. Molly isn't perfect. She's got some pretty obvious flaws and with those flaws she's pretty realistic.

We begin the series with her father having gone off to war as a doctor. Molly isn't thrilled by this but she's coping the best she can. Then her mother goes off to work and leaves her in the care of a neighbor who isn't necessarily Molly's favorite person on earth. She handles this. It's not until turnips are introduced that people get snitty with her. "Just eat the damn turnips!" they say. Like it's so easy. Aren't there foods you lot hate? Maybe it's because I was (and still kind of am) a really picky eater, but there are things I would have still been there the next morning if you were waiting on me to eat. Onions in any form, really. Tomatoes and peaches would have had disastrous results. Most nuts. For a long time eggs as eggs and not an ingredient. Everyone has something they truly would prefer not to eat. And plus we get a cute little scene with Molly and her mother out of this, so really, leave Molly alone.
  Then there's the matter of Molly being a bit of a mean girl towards perfect Alison who... isn't so perfect. Molly's insecure and has a habit of acting realistically when someone she views as perfect but a little out of touch suggests something. She runs the other way, sure she can come up with her own super awesome idea. When it fails, Molly sucks it up and joins in because it's the war effort that's important.


I think, as I've grown up, I've come to love Molly more than I probably ever would as a kid. Kids are like Molly in that they'd want the brunette with prettier stuff and curly hair. :P Me? I want to stick up for the character that gets crap for every move she makes.

Also, Molly is how I'd get Mums to look at the catalogs with me and without her, I'm doomed. Though she did seem to enjoy Caroline so we'll see.

One day soon, Miss Molly, you'll join the army here.

Oh, and Molly also has an incredibly good mystery book (not to mention an incredibly bad one) that details what life was like after her father returns home and it's not all sunshine and roses and I love it for that reason alone.