I have a bear. His name is Jeremy Bearpants. He is so-called because he doesn't wear any pants. His full name is Dr Jeremy Bearpants. He has a PhD in pantlessness. I built Dr Jeremy at the Build a Bear Workshop, as a Christmas gift for my sister. But then, I got him home and took him out of the box, to watch Lost with me, because I felt sorry for him all cooped up in his box. I fell in love. I ended up keeping him and building my sister a new bear.
I was 18 years old.
If you have ever been to BaB, then you will have experienced the immense joy that emanates from this place, and you will not judge me. Because BaB is awesome.
Where else would you be able to choose how squishy you want your bear? Where else would they let you choose if your bear had a beer belly (yes. Of course yes. Why would I want a beer-belly-less bear?) Where else would you be able to construct a new friend, and give him horn-rimmed geek specs? Nowhere else. BaB is special. Of course, you could go to Bear Factory, but it's shit.
The BaB process goes thusly:
- choose your bear 'skin'. This can be an upsetting stage of the process, as you rifly through baskets of stuffing-less bears and bunnies, choosing the right one. It's upsetting, but necessary.
- Queue up with other budding Bear Builders at the stuffing station. Here, the lovely lady will fill your bear, to your specifications re: softess and beer belly size.
- Give your bear a heart, which you warm between your hands, blow love into, and occasionally the bear stuffing lady will ask you to sing it a song or do a dance, to make sure the bear is full of love and fun.
- Watch as your bear is stitched up.
- Give your bear an 'air shower' and a good brush, to make sure his/her fur is all lovely and fluffed up.
- CHOOSE THE CLOTHES!!!!!!!! This bit is the best bit. You run around choosing tops and shorts (not in Jeremy's case, of course, he likes crotch freedom) and accessories.
- Take the bear to the counter, where they will expertly dress your bear and pop it in a lovely little box that's part-pet-carrier, part-house.
- Take bear home. Love bear for rest of natural life.
Oh, you also get to do a little birth certificate for your bear. It's magical. It's like creating a child, but without all the labour and pooing in front of other people (that happens in childbirth, a midwife told me, so from now on, it's me and the bears)
BaB is great if you need to give a special gift, or if you just fancy a new bear-child to hold whilst watching Lost. Nobody will judge you. read more