I still have several bags of very sad dolls from my pick at the hoarders house last fall, that I have been walking past all winter where they sit on the floor in the stairwell to my attic studio.
I actually kind of forgot all about them - until last week when my cousin and her friend came up for a visit. It was so nice to meet another of my readers in person that day, and we talked about the post where I described my experience with these rather sad dolls.
She wanted to see my collection so up we went to the doll/craft room. On our way up, I reached in one of the bags and pulled out a very large 1960's fashion doll to show the general condition of the dolls I had found that day back in fall.
I put the doll on the step and forgot about her - until yesterday morning. I was heading up to my computer, coffee cup in hand, and there she was - still where I had dropped her. I picked her up and brought her along up to my work area.
She is so sad...to begin with she is filthy - her hair is falling out, she is missing 2 fingers on her right hand, and her dress - which may or may not be original is in shreds.
I'll bet she was stunning when she was new. She has green eyes - that's not all that common in dolls - they are cloudy and dirty - but maybe I can bring them back.
I start to imagine her clean with peach-coloured skin, sparkling green eyes, shiny new blonde hair, a beautiful ball gown of shimmering silk, a wrap, a pair of sparkling beaded high-heel slippers and a purse - Oh, and a glorious big round hat with a plume!
Ahhhh.... she is gorgeous!
Ta-Da! I am not bored anymore. Off comes the torn material some would call a dress, and down to the bathroom sink we go. I can clean her up - maybe I can even re-root some new hair for her...
Do you think I can go so far as to make that outfit?
Wouldn't it be challenging to see if I can?
Remember, I am not the seamstress I wanna be!
Is that a DARE I hear?
A DOUBLE DOG DARE even?
Hmmmmm...
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