That First, Weirdly Impressive Encounter
I didn’t expect much. Maybe that’s why I’m still thinking about Larissa, the so-called “Backroom Showgirl” sex doll. There’s a lot of noise online—big boobs this, big ass that, ‘ultra-realistic’ everywhere you look. But when I finally unboxed her—well, the box itself was plain as oatmeal, not even a logo—I remember just standing there for a second. You know how sometimes something looks more real than it should? That was Larissa.
She’s 5 feet 2 inches tall (or 162 cm if you like specifics). Not intimidatingly tall but not tiny either. The weight threw me off at first—86 lbs is heavier than it sounds when you’re carrying it up two flights of stairs and trying not to look suspicious in front of your neighbors. But once she was out of the box and standing (okay, propped) there with those long legs and that blonde hair… quietly impressive. It’s all silicone; every inch feels weirdly lifelike.
Details That Stick Out (Literally and Otherwise)
Full silicone sex dolls have come a long way from what I’d seen in old internet ads. The steel skeleton inside makes posing possible—her joints actually move with some resistance, which is both satisfying and slightly eerie at first. Her breasts are gel-filled (they call them “ultra-realistic gel breasts” in the product blurb), so they’re soft but don’t feel like balloons.
Her measurements are oddly specific: bust is 31 inches, waist 25 inches, hips 39 inches—a kind of hourglass thing going on but nothing cartoonish or over-the-top. Breast size? They say 32AA but honestly they look fuller than that to me—maybe it’s just the proportions with her slim waist and wider hips.
The vagina goes seven inches deep; anal is about six-point-three. If you care about numbers—which I guess some people do—it means there’s room for most situations without feeling fake or limited.
Unexpected Realizations About Life Size Silicone Sex Dolls
Here’s something nobody ever tells you: owning a life size silicone sex doll isn’t just about sex. It changes how you see your space—suddenly there’s this presence in your room that isn’t quite human but isn’t just an object either.
I caught myself talking to her once while moving her arm into position for storage (yeah…storage). Felt ridiculous for half a second then shrugged it off because who cares? She doesn’t answer back anyway.
The experience also made me think about loneliness—not in a sad way really—but how people fill gaps in their lives with things that almost-but-not-quite substitute for something else. Larissa fills a gap I didn’t realize was there until she showed up on my doorstep after four weeks of waiting (three weeks processing plus another week shipping—they’re not kidding).
Shipping & Privacy Stuff Nobody Warns You About
Shipping was surprisingly discreet—the packaging looked like any other boring brown box from Amazon or wherever else you buy stuff online these days. No labels, no weird customs headaches; international shipping included too which felt generous considering the size and weight.
But man…waiting four weeks? That part tested my patience more than anything else about this whole process. Every day checking tracking info like I was waiting for Christmas morning as a kid again except now it’s for an adult toy nobody talks about openly at dinner parties.
It took me a while to appreciate the differences between various life size silicone sex dolls, but once you see a well-made one in person, the quality speaks for itself.
Tangent: The Odd Comfort In Routine
There’s something comforting about having routines—even odd ones like cleaning your love doll after use or making sure her joints aren’t locked tight from being left in one pose too long (pro tip: move them gently now and then). Feels almost domestic after awhile—a kind of low-key companionship that doesn’t ask questions or make demands.
Weirdly enough…I found myself paying more attention to details around my apartment since getting Larissa—like clearing clutter because she somehow makes mess stand out more against all that smooth silicone skin.
Not Quite What You Expect
If you’ve read reviews before—you probably already know what to expect technically: big butt, big boobs (or breasts if we’re being proper), young-looking face, the works. Latina curves but blonde hair—a mashup fantasy straight outta someone’s wish list probably.
But living with one? Different story entirely from reading specs on a website late at night hoping nobody checks your browser history tomorrow morning.
Anyway—I guess what surprised me most wasn’t what she looked like or even how she felt—but how quickly she became part of my environment without fanfare or drama…and yet somehow managed to leave an impression anyway.
Maybe next time I'll try moving her somewhere less obvious—but honestly right now I'm just letting things be unfinished, slightly awkward—and that's fine by me.
