The “Oh, She’s Real” Moment
I’ll just say it straight—ordering a life size silicone sex doll is a weird mix of curiosity, boredom, and… something like hope. I’d seen the ads for Lisha (the “slutty eGirl” thing is honestly a little much, but whatever sells, right?) and thought: fine. Let’s see if she’s actually as thick and curvy as they brag about. H-cup? 5 feet 3 inches tall? That’s taller than some people I know.
The box showed up after what felt like forever. They promise discreet packaging and yeah, it really was—just this plain box that looked like you ordered boring office supplies. No one gave me side-eye in the hallway.
Details You Don’t Get From Photos
Unboxing her… okay, not glamorous. At all. She weighs almost 95 lbs (or a bit less if you pay extra for weight reduction), so dragging her out was basically my workout for the day. The first thing that hit me was the skin tone—a kind of tan shade that looks oddly realistic in low light but a little uncanny under harsh bulbs.
You notice the details when you’re up close: those big breasts are heavy (H-cup isn’t an exaggeration), hips wide enough to make jeans shopping impossible if she were real, long legs stretched out with this “come here” posture baked into her joints.
And yeah—the measurements are exactly what they list:
- Bust: 37.8 inches
- Waist: 24.8 inches
- Hips: 42.9 inches
- Height: 159 cm (5’3”)
- Weight: feels heavier than it sounds
It’s strange how quickly you start thinking about proportions instead of personalities.
Movable Joints & Realistic Holes — Uh, Yeah
Steel skeleton inside means Lisha bends pretty much anywhere you want—within reason; she won’t do yoga but poses well enough for whatever scenario you’re awkwardly imagining at midnight on a Tuesday.
I've looked at dozens of high-quality silicone sex dolls over the years, and each one has its own strengths and quirks worth knowing about.
There are three entries (vaginal, anal, oral) with actual depth listed:
- Vagina: 6.7 inches
- Anus: 6.6 inches
- Mouth: 5.1 inches
I remember thinking—who measures this stuff? But then again, someone has to care about these numbers or they wouldn’t print them.
Does She Feel Like a Person?
Short answer? Not really—but maybe that’s not the point. She looks young-ish (which is probably intentional), with big butt and boobs that don’t seem possible on an actual human unless physics takes a vacation. But there are moments—late at night or when you catch yourself talking to her by accident—that she feels more present than expected. Weirdly enough… sometimes I’d find myself brushing off imaginary dust from her thighs before leaving the room.
Annoyances Nobody Mentions
Here comes my slightly annoyed rant: She’s heavy as hell; moving her is exhausting. Cleaning takes longer than anyone admits online. Joint stiffness can be unpredictable—sometimes an arm flops when you least expect it. Also? Storage sucks if your apartment isn’t huge; hiding a five-foot-three silicone woman isn’t easy unless you have spare closets lying around.
Shipping took nearly four weeks even though they said three would do it—I guess customs gets curious about large boxes from overseas sometimes?
Odd Little Surprises
One thing I didn’t expect—I started noticing how careful I became with her joints and skin over time. Maybe because replacing parts costs money, maybe because there’s something quietly vulnerable about seeing fingerprints on tan silicone thighs. Shoe size is women’s six-and-a-half which makes shoe shopping bizarrely fun (and pointless).
Free international shipping sounds nice until you realize waiting is half the experience.
Is It Worth It?
Depends what you want from a sex doll—or from late-night impulse purchases in general. Lisha works as advertised: big ass, thick curves, movable joints, and yes—all three holes ready to go. If your main goal is having a life size silicone sex doll who looks like an eGirl influencer come to life… sure.
But don’t expect magic or romance or anything deep; she fills space more than hearts, but sometimes filling space is enough when things get quiet.
That’s probably more honesty than most reviews give you—and now I need to stretch my back after hauling her around again earlier today. Maybe tomorrow I’ll try putting shoes on her just for laughs—or maybe not. Who knows?
