When I became a companion, I had to choose a name, a signature, an identity.

 

Dolly came naturally. To be a “doll” is to embrace both my playful nature and my deliciously mischievous spirit. My long legs and hourglass curves sketch the silhouette of a living Barbie, or, to be perfectly honest, a love doll brought to life.

 

Think Marilyn Monroe reimagined as a modern femme fatale, an intoxicating blend of innocence and allure, with a piercing gaze, a crystalline laugh, and an aura of mystery...