Something About Her Stuck With Me
There’s this thing that happens when you spend too long reading about sex dolls online. You start to get numb—like, oh, another life size silicone sex doll with “realistic curves” and “movable joints.” But Ula… she kept popping up. Not literally (thank god), but in the sense that her photos get stuck in your head. Maybe it was the way she’s got this almost bored stripper face, or those C-cup breasts that look just a little too perky for someone who’s supposed to be tired after a shift. Anyway.
I didn’t expect to care much about her stats—5 feet 4 inches tall (162 cm), 68 lbs, bust-waist-hips like some weird Barbie upgrade (28-20.5-36). But there’s something kind of odd about seeing all those numbers lined up next to words like “vaginal and anal sex is possible.” It feels very clinical and also… not? My brain keeps going back and forth on it.
The thing about premium life size silicone sex dolls is that you really do get what you pay for — cheap alternatives rarely compare.
The Details That Actually Matter (Or Don’t)
Let’s talk about what people really want to know: how deep are the holes? Fine, here you go—vagina is 7.1 inches deep, anus is 6 inches. I guess if you’re measuring yourself against a ruler right now, good for you? Personally I can’t imagine needing more than that unless you’re part python.
But the steel skeleton—that actually matters more than anyone admits. If you’ve ever tried moving one of these things around (and yeah, they’re heavy; Ula clocks in at 68 lbs) then you know joints that stay put are worth their weight in gold—or at least in slightly sticky silicone.
And yes, legs for days. She looks sort of like a school girl who discovered pole dancing by accident but then decided to make it her whole personality. There’s something both funny and weirdly comforting about how fit and skinny she looks while still having big boobs and an even bigger ass.
Shipping: The Waiting Game Nobody Talks About
People always ask me if these things come discreetly packaged—like they’re worried their mailman will judge them harder than their search history already does. Short answer: yes, totally plain box, no weird labels or logos screaming SEX DOLL INSIDE!! But don’t expect instant gratification here; Ula takes three weeks just to process before shipping out internationally (for free though), plus another week in transit.
Four weeks is basically forever if you’re counting down days alone with nothing but your own thoughts—and maybe some questionable browser tabs—for company.
A Quick Tangent On Proportions And Reality
Sometimes I catch myself comparing these dolls’ measurements with real women I know—which feels wrong somehow but also impossible not to do once you’ve seen enough product pages side-by-side. Like… whose waist is actually 20.5 inches? Not mine after quarantine snacks, for sure.
Still, there’s something oddly reassuring about knowing exactly what you're getting before it arrives—a kind of honesty most dating apps could learn from.
What Surprised Me Most
I thought the main selling point would be the obvious stuff—the realistic feel of silicone skin or the fact that both vaginal and anal options exist (again: python people?). But honestly what sticks out most is just how normal it all starts feeling after a while.
You stop noticing whether her boobs are technically “big” or just big compared to yours; instead you start fussing over whether her knees will hold up if you sit her on the couch too hard one night while binge-watching old sitcoms alone.
Weirdly enough—I remember thinking this as I unboxed my first life size silicone sex doll years ago—it isn’t really about sex at all once she’s sitting there across from you looking blankly into space like an exhausted roommate who never pays rent.
That probably says more about me than it does about Ula herself.
Things They Don’t Put In The Brochure
Nobody warns you about how cold silicone gets when left near an open window overnight. Or how moving a 68 lb doll up two flights of stairs makes regular gym trips seem pointless. And definitely nobody mentions the existential crisis when her eyes catch yours at midnight because your cat knocked something over again. But maybe that's part of why people keep buying them anyway—there's comfort in having something so lifelike yet so obviously not alive sharing your space. Or maybe it's just curiosity mixed with boredom on a Tuesday night—I don't know anymore.
Anyway—
The world doesn’t need another perfect review of a sophisticated stripper sex doll named Ula. But maybe someone else out there needed this version instead. I’ll leave it unfinished on purpose—just feels more honest that way.
