Do you remember yourselves three or four years ago? Those were the times.
I discovered Stardoll four years ago precisely. Meet the reason why. This little game looked so fascinating back then. I recall not having joined Stardoll yet, but spending tons of hours dressing up dolls (Avril Lavigne, Gosia Pearline and Goth Idoru were my favorites.) and playing that particular game.
I loved the dollhouse and I wanted one just for me.
When I signed up, I immediately became Superstar. And loved it.
I have to say, I was pretty naive then. Correction. I was an idiot. I even fell for the good, ol' trick "Give me your password and you'll win 500 Stardollars". Silly me. Obviously, I created another account, NessaRosebleed. God, I loved that account. That's when I discovered the joys of blogging. Poor little me was fascinated by the "Elites". Style Magazine became my Bible and I basically stalked the likes of Fakeshake3, Style et cetera. I was hooked. I had to become one of them, to once be featured on PSG, to become someone. Believe it or not, I never had the urge to become someone in the real world. I was content being invisible. But in a virtual reality, where anyone can become whoever they desire, I desired to stand out.
Then, one day, the horror, I couldn't log in. I was panicked. I hadn't done anything wrong. I wasn't a big deal. Why me?
And that's when I woke up. Who you are doesn't matter here. When someone wants to gain something from you, they don't discriminate. I finally realized that people on Stardoll are no different from people out there.
Nowadays, you could get killed for twenty bucks. On Stardoll, you can get hacked, ripped off, robbed off both your virtual and real money.
I can't complain, though. These unfortunate experiences might have made me more cynical and a bitch, but they have also made me stronger and realist.
Because Stardoll isn't the perfect bubble we reckon it to be. Unfortunately, our "Paperdoll Heaven" is only euphemistically a "heaven".
Yet, we still cling to it...
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