Hot Locks are small, trendily-dressed plastic dolls who come with barrettes, a comb and 14 freakin' inches of hair. The good news is that all that shiny, brilliantly colored hair is like catnip to kindergarten-age girls. I spent half the party helping them braid, curl and apply tiny plastic clips to their dolls' insane tresses. The bad news is that I spent the other half of the party detangling all that long synthetic hair. In any case, so far the girls can't get enough of their Hot Locks dolls; they'v been playing (and in A's case sleeping) with fishnet-clad "Harlow" and purple-haired "Morgan" nonstop for a day and a half. It's too soon to say whether or not the fun will outlast the novelty, but I can say without a doubt A's doll's hair will be irrevocably snarled by week's end.
Ruhi meets Ami.
Riley and Sophie: I think I see a resemblance.
Who says you can't mix toy brands? The Hot Locks Dolls made themselves at home in Mrs. Goodbee's doll house.
Riley and Sophie: I think I see a resemblance.
Who says you can't mix toy brands? The Hot Locks Dolls made themselves at home in Mrs. Goodbee's doll house.
Although we sent each child home with a doll and Z claimed two, we ended up with 4 extra dolls (3 of whom are African American). We'll be taking them to Hephzibah.