Fanny: Busty Red Head Sex Doll — The Things People Don’t Tell You

That First Unboxing (And the Wait Before It)

I guess I should start with the shipping thing, because honestly—nobody warns you how long three or four weeks really feels when you’re waiting for something like this. I kept checking my email, half-expecting some nosy neighbor to intercept a suspicious box. Turns out, absolute sex dolls has their “discreet packaging” game down cold. The box was so plain it looked like an IKEA return; not even a hint of what was inside. Kind of a relief, actually.

But yeah, that wait? It drags. You think about it more than you want to admit.

The Platinum Silicone Situation

Here’s where things get interesting. Fanny is made from platinum silicone, which sounds fancy and… well, it kind of is? At first touch she’s got this cool, almost lifelike texture—not sticky or plasticky like some cheap knock-offs I’ve seen on forums. There’s a weird moment where your brain tries to process how something can feel so close to skin without actually being alive.

The steel skeleton underneath makes her joints move pretty naturally too. Elbows bend easily (sometimes too easily), knees hold their place if you want her sitting up for a while—though the first time I tried posing her arms I felt like I might snap something by accident. Didn’t happen though.

Proportions: C-Cup Realness & Red Hair Vibes

Now, let’s talk measurements because people obsess over them in reviews and never say why—I’ll tell you why: it matters more than you expect when she shows up at your door and suddenly there’s this 5 foot 3 inch redhead staring back at you with C-cups and hips that don’t quit.

Bust is 31.5 inches (not cartoonish but… definitely not subtle), under bust 26 inches, waist 22.4 inches—hips are 34.3 inches which gives her that hourglass thing everyone seems to want in these dolls now.

The hair? Bright red, obviously synthetic but soft enough that after a couple brushes it falls into place naturally-ish. Sometimes tangles if you’re rough with it (don’t ask).

The Details Nobody Mentions

You know what nobody tells you about? Weight distribution. She clocks in at just over 61 pounds and moving her around isn’t exactly effortless—especially after work when all you want is to flop onto your own bed and forget the world exists for an hour.

Also: hole depth specs sound clinical online but they matter if you care about realism or just logistics—vaginal goes about 6.3 inches deep; anal is slightly less at 5.9 inches (I measured once out of curiosity… awkwardly accurate). Oral works if you spring for the ROS upgrade but honestly—I found myself using the other two options more often anyway.

A Weird Tangent About Joints

There was this one night where I tried posing Fanny on my old futon for reasons that don’t need explaining here—and one of her knees locked up mid-move. For maybe five seconds I panicked thinking I’d broken $2k worth of doll in one clumsy moment—but then there was a quiet click and everything moved again like normal.

Steel skeletons are sturdier than they look but still… treat them gently unless frustration is part of your routine.

Shipping & Processing Woes

Free international shipping sounds great until reality hits—processing takes two or three weeks before they even ship anything out; then another week on top for delivery itself (if customs doesn’t decide to make your life harder). In my case everything arrived within four weeks total—but every day felt longer than the last because anticipation does weird things to time perception.

If patience isn’t your strong suit… prepare yourself mentally ahead of time?

Noticing Little Contradictions

Here’s something odd: Fanny looks young but clearly adult—the model is listed as “18+ years old” everywhere absolute sex dolls posts info about her, probably because regulations are strict these days (fair enough). Still feels strange sometimes seeing such youthful features paired with big breasts and all those curves—it’s like someone mashed up three different archetypes into one body just because they could.

Is that good or bad? Depends who asks me and what mood I’m in when they do.

One Last Offbeat Thought

I remember thinking late one night as I adjusted Fanny’s wig for the hundredth time—that there’s an odd comfort in having something so customizable around even if most people would never admit it out loud. Maybe it says something about modern loneliness or maybe we’re all just tired and need softness wherever we can find it—even if that softness comes with steel joints and free shipping from halfway across the world.

Anyway… not sure where else to go with this except maybe next time I’ll try brushing her hair left-handed just to see if anything changes.