With today's entry I must truly admit I am a packrat, there is not denying the evidence. I have had these paper dolls for over 50 years. They have moved with me to Japan, Hawaii, Florida, the Lou. Perhaps they have escaped culling because they are so small and they fit in with all the papers and books I have. But, if I am honest I have to admit they were one of my very favorite toys. I am not sure that I even saved them to play with a child or grandchild. I really love my paper dolls. I don't think I would risk seeing them torn up if they were played with my some child who didn't treasure them.
These are my paper dolls. I had a girlfriend when I was 6 or seven who played paperdolls with me. We both had the Nursery Dolls set and she had some other grown up one.
Do you recognize this raven haired beauty? ***Edited because when I wrote this Elizabeth Taylor was still alive.***I am just so endlessly thankful that she is still alive and I don't have to explain to all you little girls who she is. I am sure you don't recognize her from the way she looks today. But once upon a time she was stunning. National Velvet is the clue if you are into old movies.
Each doll was carefully located in its own place.
I wonder what to do with them. I don't think they would display well. Can you imagine framed paper dolls? Me neither. As I mentioned I don't really want to watch some other little girl rip them up. I took such special care of them all these years. Well, they don't take up much space. I will just keep them a while longer. Some things aren't meant to be decided today.
And this is a week for running behind.