You Never Know, Francie!

Another thrift store find!
I bought her because I liked her.

When I got home I looked her
up online.
Turns out she is Hair Happenins Francie.
Well, I knew she was Francie.
She was dirty and
her left knee no longer held a pose.
It seemed if I could double my money
plus half again, I probably should let her go.

So, I listed her on eBay.

She sold for 12 times my purchase price.

What?  With a broken knee?

Well, I'll miss her for a little,
but she was quite a find, after all! :)

Asian Heroine

Another doll that interested me
from the thrift store.
I decided she would be better
appreciated elsewhere.
She should ship out tomorrow. :)

Fierce Fellow

I almost always look at dolls
in thrift stores and flea markets.
I bought this fierce Pirate Captain.  Then I
didn't know quite what to do with him.
So, I sold him, again.  He's set to sail
away this week.

Making Lemonade

You know the expression:
When life hands you lemons
make lemonade.

Well, I made my own lemon,
this time.

This little Monster High doll
was a thrift store find.
I wanted to try making tiny
clothes, so I bought her.

Someone had drawn on her
head and got a dot of blue
on her nose.

I used some "magic eraser"
to get most of her "hat"
off and started on her
"nose ring."

OOPS!
I found I had scrubbed
some of her eye off, too.

I needed to photograph
her in some clothes
I wanted to sell,
so I got out my "permanent"
markers.

OOOPS!
I smeared her.

A little fixing up
and she'll do
as a model.

Oh, my!  :)

Oops! I Did It, Again Dolls.

I put back more than I bought.
Honest!
Three came home with me,
in spite of my resolve.

A modern Stacie for a dollar.
I guess I could have resisted...

A half size Barbie.
I must really need her, right?
Also one dollar.

I don't need another Barbie.
She cost two dollars!
It's not a good excuse,
but her face made me think of things
I can do with photos like...

this...

and this!

Maybe it really is addictive.

Sigh.

I can quit any time.

OK, I'm joking.

Real addiction is serious stuff.
I just gave myself permission for these.

Was I wrong?

Hey! Doll Face!

I've forgotten the name of this
My Scene character.

This is Barbie.  She has a Pivotal body.

This is my child size Cinderella.
The two Mattel are recent acquisitions.
All three are thrift store finds.

I just enjoy "playing" with their portraits. :)

For a Dollar, He's a Doll!

I passed him by.
He was marked $1.99.

But then, when red tags
were half price,
he was still there!

I bit.  I bought.  Can a girl ever have
too many G I Joe action figures?

Is that thought menacing?
Is this pose menacing?

OK, I'm not into the bulging veins
on the bulging muscles.

He is a little muscle bound.

But, look at that articulated hand!
(OK, Joe, I see you are looking.)

I don't think I've had a hand with
a separate forefinger, before.

I mean, Joe can summon silently.

His hands can be quite expressive.
Looks to me like he wants his
binoculars back.

Now, what do you suppose is "OK?" 

Again a Dollar Doll!

At the same time I bought Esmerelda
I picked up this little beauty.

She has the Teen Skipper body and
the Courtney face, but I have not
yet found this particular doll, anywhere.

Of course, I had to mess with the
photo.  :)

I ignored these tallest Skipper
dolls, when they first came out.
I was annoyed that they kept
Skipper growing more and more.
Finding them in the thrift store
made me look them over a little
more and I found that I like
their slim figure, sweet faces
and their improbably long legs. :D

Esmerelda

"No more dolls!"
Oh, yeah?
What if I find an Esmerelda
at Goodwill for one dollar?

"Well..."  :)

'Til the Cows Come Home?

I used to only like dolls that are,at least loosely, human
representations.

Lately, I have been noticing
some cute ones!

Recently, this thrift store cow came
home with me.

Is it possible my "mood" is changing?

What is happening to me?

Did you ever use that expression?

"You can keep arguing 'til the
cows come home, but it won't
change my mind."

Thing is, the cows usually
do come home, on farms where
I lived.  I remember our
neighbor calling "come boss"
at the gate.  I think I remember
the milk cows gathering there
before he called, too.

Maybe this expression
has something to with big
ranches where they have
roundups. :)

Meygana Broomstix

I have wanted to play with
this sized doll for a while.
This one is a Bratz version.
They are called Bratillaz.
I am not usually very interested in Bratz.

Her shoes come off, unlike
the Bratz I've seen who have
peg legs that fit into solid shoes.
She was in a thrift store.
Her skin is not one of the colors
of the rainbow.
These, for me, are plusses.

For my dolls, I prefer a more natural
look, but this one is fun to play with
and the camera loves her cartoon
like face.

She even had her shoes.
This is not usual for a thrift store doll.

I did not realise, until I got her home and looked her up,

that she is meant to be a witch.  Almost any time I get a thrift

store doll and it turns out to have monetary value, I try to sell her.  I'm still missing my Mattel Grandma Happy Family doll, but could not justify keeping her when I saw what she would bring.  So, Meygana is up for sale.  If she does not sell, I will have fun redressing her and playing with her hair.

Let me run on, for a bit, about my attitude.  

When I was growing up we thought of witches as purely fictional.  We dressed up as witches.  I still enjoy "Bewitched" reruns.  When I learned that there were people who actually called themselves witches and made it their religion, it astonished me.  Jesus said, "I am the way."  I believe Him.

So, I no longer have cute little witches around.  I am not afraid of witchcraft.  I just feel differently about the whole thing.  Having a doll that is meant to be a witch in the house does not frighten me.  If she does not sell, I will just change her clothes and make her into who I want her to be.  After all, isn't that what dolls are all about?  So, if I have offended anyone with this post, that was not my intention, and I apologise.  I wish you well.

A Tiny Blythe

I found this tiny Blythe
from the Littlest Pet Shop
sets at a Goodwill, last weekend.

Since she was clothed only
in her (holey) painted on
panties, I had the fun of
knitting a tiny dress.

The yarn is made for needle punch
work and my double pointed needles
are either size 00 or 000.
My gauge doesn't go small enough
to measure the needles accurately.
I had FUN!

Dollar Dolls!

I have been at it, again.

"Uncle Si" & I enjoy hitting
those thrift stores.
Wee Three Friends Janet
by Mattel, was $1.

Fashionista Ken (Mattel)
for $1.

My Scene Hudson (I think)
Mattel $1

AND
Madame Alexander undressed
was also $1, but the panties
were another 25 cents at a
flea market.

Of course, I had to play with some
of my pictures... :)

I Have Midges

But, I bought another, anyway!

Her hands are chewed, but whole.

I thought of putting her
on another body,
anyway.
She was only a dollar...
Oh, dear, I must thin out
my dolls.

She was not the only one,
either!
I may be more discriminating
with my purchases
(I hope)
but I am still buying.

Should I feel bad?

Polly Pocket!

If you have been following this blog

for a little while, you may have noticed

that I have difficulty resisting a "deal,"

especially when it comes to dolls.  

I don't think the person who
marked this car and two
dressed dolls for $.99
was personally aiming
for me, but they might
just as well have done so. :)

Oh, well.  Another chance
to see if I can sell something.