I never really latched on to those scary stories about sentient, murderous dolls when I was a child. Maybe it’s because I managed not to see any of the Chucky movies until I was old enough to simply laugh at them. But no matter how many sleepovers ended up being a competition over who had the creepiest doll horror story to share, I just couldn’t work myself up to be frightened by them.
I’m not sure where she is now, but I had a perfect, blonde-locked porcelain doll when I was little that I simply adored. Her long-lashed eyes would open when I sat her up, and gently close when I lay her down for her nap. She wore a Dorothy-esque blue and white-checked dress and little patent Mary-Jane shoes. Her hair was a perfect, glinting, Alice in Wonderland yellow.
That said, I didn’t feel particularly excited about paying a visit to the Paris doll museum. The idea of a multitude of staring dolls didn’t seem like my cup of tea. But tucked away down a tiny lane only a few metres from one of Paris’ main museums, the Pompidou Centre, the Musée de la Poupée is a (weird) breath of fresh air. Small but passionate about its subject matter, the doll museum reminds me of so many other super-specific museums in the city (like the funfair, automaton and eyeglass museums). There’s something very charming about devoting an entire museum to such a niche, and I can think of few places other than Paris in which such museums could have a place.
Xx la muséophile
Musée de la Poupée
28 rue de Beaubourg, 75003 (métro Rambuteau)
Full price: 8 euros
Reduced price: 4-6 euros
Tuesday to Saturday: 1pm to 6pm
Closed Sunday, Monday and Public Holidays