There’s a weird kind of honesty that only comes out when you’re tired.
Not the poetic, “I’ve seen too much” tired—just the regular, “I work too much and my coffee is cold again” tired. That’s basically where I’m at with this whole sex doll thing, specifically the Lollie: Swim Team Crush model. You know, sometimes you start researching life size silicone sex dolls as a joke or curiosity (or maybe because you’re single and your friends keep sending you links), and then suddenly you’re deep in measurements and shipping policies.
The Details That Stuck (And Some That Didn’t)
Lollie is… well, she’s 5 feet 2 inches tall (160 cm for those who think in metric). It’s oddly specific, right? Like someone had to measure her twice just to be sure. She weighs about 60 lbs (27 kg), which is heavier than it sounds when you’re dragging her out of a box—don’t ask how I know that. Her proportions are what you’d expect from something called a “swim team crush”: C-cup bra size, bust at 32.3 inches, waist at 24.8 inches, hips at 36.6 inches.
Honestly, the numbers become this haze after a while. But if you care about hole depth (and some people really do), here they are: vaginal depth is 6.7 inches, anal is 5.9 inches, oral is… well, let’s say it fits most things at 5.1 inches.
Silicone Feels Different Than You’d Think
This isn’t my first rodeo with silicone dolls—though I wish I could say it was my last; these things take up more space than my old guitar amp—but there’s something different about Lollie’s full silicone body and gel breasts combo. It doesn’t feel cheap or plasticky like some older models did (looking at you, early-2010s disaster zone). The EVO skeleton gives her joints this almost eerie flexibility; poseable enough to make me pause mid-movement and wonder who designed this stuff.
The Real Oral Sex Enhanced Mouth (they call it ROS) surprised me more than I expected… not going into details here but let’s just say it works way better than the awkward attempts of past dolls.
Shipping Surprises & Discreetness
Here’s where things got weirdly stressful—shipping info always seems straightforward until it isn’t. They promise free international shipping and completely plain packaging; nothing on the box except maybe your name if they remember to stick the label on straight. Processing takes three weeks plus another week for delivery—a month feels long when anticipation builds up in your head.
It arrived without any embarrassing labels or logos though; I half expected some nosy neighbor to ask what was inside but nope—boring brown box all the way.
Living With A Life Size Silicone Sex Doll
Owning a love doll like this turns out to be less scandalous than people imagine… but also slightly more complicated? For one thing: storage challenges are real unless your closet has Narnia-level depth or you don’t mind her chilling in the corner behind laundry baskets. Cleaning routines aren’t exactly fun either—I remember thinking halfway through that process: wow, nobody ever talks about THIS part online.
On good days though—when everything lines up—you get why people obsess over details like gel breasts or enhanced mouths or even realistic joint movement.
Unexpected Tangent About Expectations
Weirdly enough… there was an odd comfort in having something so carefully crafted around for a while—even if only as an experiment gone slightly too far for curiosity's sake. It's not quite companionship but it's also not just an object sitting there collecting dust (well... unless you're lazy).
Maybe that's my cautiously optimistic side showing through—or maybe I'm just rambling because it's late again and I've spent too much time reading specs instead of sleeping.
Anyway—I wouldn’t call Lollie perfect (nothing is)—but she surprised me more times than she disappointed me.
Anyone who's spent time researching realistic silicone sex dolls knows that specs alone don't tell the whole story.
And now I’m wondering where I put that instruction manual again...
