yup. ’tis time. saddle up.
as you know, this ain’t our first rodeo. we’ve peered deep into the hell hole of jackie kennedy doll photographs on etsy
multiple times before.
somehow, amid 15 moves and 14 jobs and myriad other responsibilities, over the last five years, i have produced
a rich seam of informal, doctoral-level scholarship on dolls. you are welcome.
people! the end of the year– nay, THE DECADE– is nigh. you know what that means… lots o lists, lots o recaps, blahbity blah blah.
but here, in jackie glamo-land, by now you maybe know it means the return of everyone’s second favorite genre (behind emotions via britney): oline trekks deep into the world of jackie dolls on etsy in order to assess our existential situation and, maybe just maybe– amid the doll feet and the uncanny– finds a glimmer of hope.
BRACE. and you’re welcome.
i once dated someone who refused to use the word evil to describe anything because he didn’t like the overtones of moral judgment.
it was too harsh a word, too strong. i do wonder, in retrospect, if he truly felt there were nothing that could rise to the occasion of being legitimately evil. but i never asked so i do not know.
this is awful. i need solace. you know where i go for comfort, no?
you guessed it! the radiant, sunshiney world of jackie dolls on etsy.
our old friends, butofcourse 🙂
i’ve written about this before. AT LENGTH. so i’mma keep it short here. try to anyway.
but i was doing my annual pre-birthday perusal of kennedy things on etsy…
nothing new to see, ya’ll. the gang’s all here.
i’ve written before about paperdolls. about how they are sometimes so haunting and we should all be using them to teach history because their pathos seems a particularly useful pedological tool. but i’m realizing i’ve not thought enough about dolls more generally. because, you guys, DOLLS… they really capture something about the human condition, no?