I know it’s been awhile since I’ve posted. When I’m very upset and hurting I will hide for a bit until I feel stronger. Perhaps it is a deep seeded self preservation reflex, not wanting to expose a weaker side, or perhaps it is the desire to avoid over stimulation during crucial moments. One of… Continue reading Pieces Of My Heart
The tights I ordered for Juliette arrived in the mail yesterday! I’m going to work on a photo shoot with her this weekend and post pics next week possibly. I purchased them from Fairytale Nightmares found on Etsy. I have to say that Spyder was super responsive and let me know as soon as she… Continue reading Mail Call and Rainy Day Small Haul
Olive from her Knotted Things blog inspired me with her 2017 dolly goals! So much so that I stayed up way too late last night poring over reviews and promotional shots of dolls trying to narrow down finalists like an itty bitty Miss America contest. Which reminds me, I have always been a huge fan… Continue reading 2017 Doll Goals
This may shock some of you… but believe it or not, due to all the wacky and less than fun things that came about in 2016, I did not even open my Blythe box when my previously much anticipated Cherie Babette arrived early last year. I know! Crazy right?! I had so been looking forward… Continue reading Wherefore Art Thou Juliette?
I said I’d fill you in a little on the past year, so this is a start. Just days after my last post in January I received a call at work notifying me that my father had just had a massive heart attack. As you can imagine a tidal wave of worry and horrific thoughts… Continue reading Times Like These
This past year took a very different turn. There have been some rough patches along with some beautifully illuminating and joyful moments. Sometimes we feel like the captain of our Ship Of Destiny, other times we feel like we’ve been lashed to the tallest mast hoping to ride out the wind and rain. “Run fast!… Continue reading Return To Wonderland
I’ll admit that when I first saw Blythe dolls many years ago I was completely befuddled about the allure they had for collector’s. Their big eyes freaked me out and they looked orange and waxy with nuclear tans. I had no idea that, again, what I was mostly exposed to were poorly cared for dolls. … Continue reading My First Blythe