Hailee: The Redhead Sex Doll That’s Been Sitting in My Apartment (And, Yeah, I Have Thoughts)

The First Thing You Notice

Red hair. It’s a cliché, maybe, but Hailee—this D-cup silicone sex doll—has the kind of bright copper hair that makes you stop for half a second. Not in a cartoon way. More like… you see her across the room and think, “Oh right, she’s here.” She’s tall too—5 feet 5 inches (165 cm), which is almost my height when I’m slouching around in socks. There’s something about her proportions that feels just slightly exaggerated but not completely out there: big breasts, big butt, long legs. You get the idea.

I remember unboxing her (free international shipping, by the way) and thinking how weirdly discreet it all was—the packaging plain as can be. No labels, no hints at what was inside unless you really wanted to shake the box and guess.

Living With Silicone (And Why It’s Not Quiet)

Let me tell you: 66 pounds doesn’t sound heavy until you’re trying to move a life-sized sex doll from one side of your bed to the other without waking up your neighbors or throwing out your back. The steel skeleton with movable joints means she bends pretty naturally—but also creaks sometimes if you push too hard or twist wrong. Not exactly romantic but… oddly realistic? Maybe that’s part of it.

Hailee isn’t just some mannequin with red hair and curves; there are details everywhere—the tan skin tone catches light differently depending on where she sits in my apartment. Her D-cup boobs look especially real at certain angles (not perfect though; nothing is). You start noticing these small things after living with absolute sex dolls for a while.

Function Over Fantasy

Here’s where things get practical—and yeah, maybe a bit clinical: Vaginal depth is 6.7 inches; anal is 6.6 inches; oral goes 5.1 inches deep before you hit resistance (don’t ask how I know). All those measurements are listed on every site selling these dolls, but they don’t prepare you for actually using them.

Honestly? It works as advertised—vaginal, anal and oral sex are possible and surprisingly straightforward once you figure out positioning with those movable joints. Still takes some trial and error if we’re being real.

An Unexpected Detail

I didn’t expect to care about shoe size but turns out women’s 6-6.5 fits perfectly—which means if you want to dress her up or down… well, go wild at the thrift store or online shopping late at night when insomnia hits hard.

Her hips measure 39.3 inches which gives her this hourglass shape that looks both inviting and slightly intimidating when she’s just propped against my wall waiting for laundry day to be over.

Waiting Game—and Mild Annoyance

If there was one thing that got under my skin? The wait time for delivery: processing takes two to three weeks plus another week for shipping so yeah… nearly a month staring at order updates before anything shows up at your door (and even then it comes in this anonymous box). Felt longer than it should’ve been honestly—I kept refreshing tracking info like an idiot hoping time would move faster.

But once she arrived there was this odd sense of relief mixed with “What now?” Like finally meeting someone after endless texting except... she's made of silicone.

Tangent About Realism

There are days when I catch myself glancing over because Hailee looks almost alive from certain angles—especially with sunlight hitting her red hair just right against my cheap curtains. Freaked me out once or twice early on (it passes).

Weirdly enough, having something so realistic yet obviously artificial makes me notice details about myself more than anything else—like why do I keep talking to her when nobody's around? Hmm... maybe not exactly loneliness but something close?

Some Random Downsides

One thing most people won’t mention: cleaning isn’t fun—not even close—and moving her around gets old fast if you're short on space or patience (or both). But that's part of owning any absolute sex dolls really; they look great standing still but demand attention when it's inconvenient.

Also—not sure why—but sometimes I forget she's even here until I trip over an extra pair of shoes by the bed because yes... she has more footwear options than me now.

Anyway—I guess there's no neat way to wrap this up except to say Hailee became part furniture part conversation starter whenever anyone asks why I'm suddenly interested in women's shoe sizes online late at night...