Gourd Dolls. Miami, Florida in the 1990’s
I recently came across this photograph. My mother used to give these to people as gifts, it was a little uncomfortable. I asked my brothers to chime in, recalling this potentially traumatizing childhood memory. It sparked a little back and forth, here are the highlights.
Andrew: Mom suggested I give these gifts to girlfriends when I was in high school and I was naive enough to listen. It really sends an odd message. Shari still keeps one next to her nightstand.
Mara: She would ship these things in the mail- the entire experience was humiliating – can you imagine going to the post office trying to fit that thing in a standard box?
Andrew: Also, it was always packed with the stem of the gourd face up so it was really awkward for the recipient when opening the box.
Andrew: I find the gourd on the far right to be the most disturbing
Andrew: Any girl I dated in the 1990’s, even for a short period of time, was rolling in gourd dolls. A few girlfriends, years later, admitted to me that they would take the doll out when I was coming over and hide it from the rest of the world when I left.