While Sissification can humiliate men in a feminine form, Dollification celebrates it. Even before you paint a doll or brush its hair, you can see the potential in its form alone. A doll can be adored, played with, or possess beauty worthy of being displayed. Dollification can be presented in many forms. One might move like a puppet or a mannequin. They could embrace its porcelain/plastic perfection with each pose. When I think of applying Dollification to an enthusiast lover, I think of creating them in My image, but in a way that compliments them.

Above: Self portrait TEA FOR ONE. An example of wearing Lol!ta fashion

As both a Dominatrix and Submissive, I appeal to Dollification enthusiasts because of my love for the frilly fashion, Lol!ta. Lol!ta fashion (which I am censoring to keep this post out of the SFW searches), has nothing to do with the book, nor age-play, or even about dressing/feeling like a doll. It’s a Japanese fashion that takes influence from Rococo and Victorian clothing, but with a cute and even frillier flare. It proudly embraces femininity and cute culture. A fashion for the female gaze and one that is not sexualised.

A wonderful friend of mine once compared the meaning of Lol!ta fashion to her bear plush toy that has bear ears, but also wears a bear-eared hood on top of them. “A bear who wants to feel more like a bear”. Just like how makeup can be one’s war paint or how a wig can form a new identity, this fashion can be an extension of oneself. Can you relate to that feeling?

Occasionally, I’ll be on cam, and a viewer will mention they’re into playing dress-up. This is where I angle my camera to show the 30+ frilly dresses hanging behind me. Pretty pastels, tartans, classic velvets, and gothic lace. “The dream!”, they say. This lifestyle is not discreet, and it’s tricky for those more private than I to purchase, let alone store. For some, the idea of playing dress-up really becomes just that – a dream.

Above: Self portrait MANNEQUIN / MANIC, I AM. An example of Dollification and Lol!ta fashion

When I am in doll-mode, I look and feel like a mannequin. I don’t need to use my words anymore. A lot is said in a sigh. I float my arms around like a marionette to gesture what I am seeking. Other times, I feel more reliant on someone else to tend to me. To take care of me. If my joints are tired, I can simply sit pretty. At times, it’s a helpless feeling. It’s all very mixed for me. I’m a delicate doll. A porcelain princess. I think this is why I see Dollification the way I do. I see the beauty, and I can feel the exposed nature of it.

This is why an open-minded provider who loves frilly fashion can appeal to those who might feel alone in their curiosity. I see the freedom and the art, and possibly the need to let someone else pull the strings. I’m curious to see the kind of doll that we can create together. I would love to meet her/them/it.

Should you be so curious to go on a date with a frilly lady (frills TBD), I am waiting. And for those who are curious to try it themselves, feel free to take your time to open up to me. I am happy to provide a space for you so it is no longer just a dream.

– Good Grief / DXXXRK