Norma: A Blonde, Curvy Sex Doll That’s… Honestly, Kind of a Lot

The Box (and the Wait)

It’s strange how you end up waiting for something you’re not sure you’ll even want by the time it arrives. Three weeks of processing plus another week for shipping—yeah, I counted. The tracking updates felt like a weird mix between Christmas and a dentist appointment. Absolute sex dolls always promise “discreet packaging,” and I guess that part was true. No labels, just… cardboard and tape. It almost made me laugh. Like, if my neighbor saw this box on my porch? They’d never guess what was inside.

First Encounter With Platinum Silicone

Unboxing Norma—she’s the 5’3” (162 cm) platinum silicone model—wasn’t exactly romantic or thrilling. Heavy, though; at 90 lbs she’s not something you just toss around casually. Her skin had that cool-to-the-touch feeling that made me pause for a second longer than I expected. Platinum silicone is supposed to be more realistic or whatever, but I kept thinking about how many hours someone must’ve spent molding her curves.

I remember thinking… wow, they really went all in with these proportions: bust at 37 inches, hips over 40 inches. Not subtle.

Movable Joints: Realism or Just Awkward?

The steel skeleton with movable joints sounded high-tech when I read about it online—like she’d move naturally or something close to it. In practice? Sometimes smooth, sometimes stiff in weird places (her elbow got stuck once). You can pose her sitting up or lying down easily enough if you don’t mind wrestling with her weight every time.

Honestly—it felt more like moving furniture than anything else.

About Those “Features”

Let’s get blunt: vaginal and anal sex are both possible here (vagina depth is 6.3 inches; anus is 5.1). There’s a clinical vibe to listing those numbers out loud but people ask so there it is.

She looks young-ish—rosy cheeks painted on—and definitely blonde in that magazine-cover sense of the word: bright hair, big eyes staring off somewhere else entirely.

Living With Norma

Here’s where things get weirdly domestic. She takes up space—a lot more than you’d think for someone who doesn’t talk back or eat breakfast cereal across from you at the table. Propping her against the closet wall started to feel normal after a while (maybe too normal?). You start noticing little details—the way her waist curves in under the bustline, hips flaring out—and your brain tries to make sense of it all.

Sometimes I wondered if anyone else would ever notice the faint seam lines along her arms… probably not unless they looked closely.

Shipping Is Free But Time Costs Something Else

Absolute sex dolls advertise free international shipping which sounds great until you’re three weeks deep into waiting and rethinking your life choices every other day at work meetings (“did my doll ship yet?”). Processing times are real; patience isn’t exactly optional here.

At least no one knows what’s inside that box when it finally arrives—not unless they have X-ray vision (or an oddly specific sixth sense).

A Tangent About Expectations

There was this moment—I’ll admit—where I caught myself comparing Norma to actual people from my past relationships (not fair but brains do dumb things sometimes). She doesn’t change moods or argue about movies but also doesn’t laugh at your jokes either… which feels stranger than I expected.

Anyway, maybe that says more about me than anything else.

Last Thought Before Zoning Out Again

People want details about these dolls—the height (5’3”), weight (90 lbs), measurements down to fractions of an inch—but living with one is less about numbers and more about quiet moments where you wonder why things feel different now compared to before she arrived.

Suppose some questions don’t really go away—they just hang there in your head while you’re folding laundry or scrolling through late-night ads for absolute sex dolls again—for reasons even you can’t explain fully right now