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How to assemble a doll bed in five easy steps
I was bored. So to counteract the lingering feeling of hate yesterday brought, I'll bore you senseless with my dolly love. MUHAHAHA!
Hee, dolly love.
Samantha in her tea dress without the collar [I'll probably go to hell for taking it off, but she looks horrid in it] and Nellie are united! :D When I was little, I would wander around with the catalog and wonder if they'd ever make Nellie for Samantha because Sam was so lonely without a Nellie. It never occurred to me to make Kirsten into Nellie because she was Kirsten and anything else would be INSANE, but whatever. So whenever they made Nellie, I wasn't there. It wasn't until they threatened to take Nellie away [and then did] that I snapped to attention and grabbed her. I was worried that they wouldn't exactly work, as Sam is from 1990 or so and Nellie's a good 18/19 years younger. Holycrap I feel old now. Um, anyway. In that time the company changed hands, Sam was loved an awful lot and it was just probably never going to work out, right?
Yeah, no. Sure, Sam's hair is fried [it came that way] but... she's got Nellie!
Nellie promptly shared her necklace that came with the spring dress I bought her and Sam and Nellie filled the room with cute.
Sam has been through a lot. A little brother, various cats deciding that the doll without the bunk bed was the best nesting spot until they realized they could just shove her out of bed, one of the cats peed on her [The tears! the drama! The mommy fixing it all!] and yeah, I had the hair care kit, and honestly, I think that thing should be kept by the parents so that the kid can't do the doll's hair nightly. Because I SO DID. *shamed*
Sam, in case you wondered, passed the "I want AG love!" virus on to two other people. Amanda B in middle school was SO enamored of Sam that she bought her own, and it took me years to admit that I thought her Samantha was prettier than mine. Mom would call our Samanthas Sammy Sue and Sammy Jo. I don't remember which was which. I think mine was Sue. And she passed the virus to Cass, even if Cass will tell you that it was Kirsten or maybe my redhead, as they wouldn't exist if not for Sam.
Nellie is easily my favorite of my new group. She's so cute! How did I never realize how cute Josefina's mold was? Maybe because I think of Josefina as very pretty, not excessively cute?
That bow will eat your soul. I'm warning you.
You have been warned.
Anyway, Nellie, with her short hair that's easily fixable, can snooze with me and I don't have to worry about crushing anything but that bow.
The bow in the back, even after spending two months being my nap-time doll. Oh, yes. Glorious! I needed a picture to show myself how to fix it when she changes out of her PJs.
Nellie's necklace.
Tea shoes! In the sun! IT BURNS!
This, you might recall, is Ruthie. I love Ruthie. She's the doll who says hug me. Ruthie needs princess stuff. I suspect one of these days I'll find her crawling around in Sam's stuff, pretending she's a pretty, pretty princess. I gather Really, Truly Ruthie the book is not universally loved. That bugged me for awhile until I realized it meant more room for me to love Ruthie. I do think she'd be on the side of protesting an extended stay in the archive for Sam, if only because Sam's got the best shot of princessy stuff outside of Elizabeth. [...yes.] I like that when push came to shove, Ruthie was willing to let someone else take the credit since to do otherwise [demand it] would embarrass the people she loved. Ruthie, you rock.
Also? Ruthie's shoes are awesome. Discuss.
I was really worried that Ruthie and Sam would be awfully similar, and they are. On paper. In person they aren't at all. Yay for twenty year age difference? Dunno. Ruthie's curls kept her from being snooze-with-me doll. One of these days I'll get her PJs, though. Oh, and Ruthie kind of confirmed for me the fact that short of maybe Gwen this year, I'll probably wait a good long while before I purchase another Original face-mold doll. Felicity will probably sneak on in through at some point because I love her [and one day I'll forgive them for making Elizabeth look just like DJ from Fullhouse]
Kirsten in the grecian outfit. It needs the accessories, but she looks pretty in blue, and it's not like [in theory] she's dressing in something that came after she did. It just came way, way, way before. But gods and goddesses are tricky things, right?
So. PRETTY. But it'll probably look prettier on Ruthie. Maybe?
Shiny! But when one of the 'coins' flips up, I freak out because I think it's fallen off. Yes, this has happened once or twice...
This is my poor unnamed AGOT/JLY/Whatever they're called these days.* When I ordered her, I thought her hair would be like fantastic red. It's not, so the names I was so sure would fit did not. She's never really screamed Amber or Heather to me. She needs a name. You should name her for me. Seriously, after this long she's my spy girl and she needs a real name so she can come in out of the covert-cold.
<3
Because who doesn't put the ruby ballet outfit on the redhead?
*You kids get off my lawn!
Step one. Put the stuff togethers. You'll need a screwdriver and something on the radio or TV to hold your interest.
Step two. Put the mattress on. BEHOLD!
Step three: Put the only bedding you have left over on the bed. Try not to imagine the hordes coming for your soul for mixing Addy and Mia. Decide it's cute and that justification will only bring the stone throwers, but hey, quilts do not make themselves!
Step Four: Add walrus and penguin, ignore baby Jade [Abby!] in the background.
Step Five: MOST IMPORTANT! Check under bed for monsters!
Really, step five is the most important of all.
Hee, dolly love.
Samantha in her tea dress without the collar [I'll probably go to hell for taking it off, but she looks horrid in it] and Nellie are united! :D When I was little, I would wander around with the catalog and wonder if they'd ever make Nellie for Samantha because Sam was so lonely without a Nellie. It never occurred to me to make Kirsten into Nellie because she was Kirsten and anything else would be INSANE, but whatever. So whenever they made Nellie, I wasn't there. It wasn't until they threatened to take Nellie away [and then did] that I snapped to attention and grabbed her. I was worried that they wouldn't exactly work, as Sam is from 1990 or so and Nellie's a good 18/19 years younger. Holycrap I feel old now. Um, anyway. In that time the company changed hands, Sam was loved an awful lot and it was just probably never going to work out, right?
Yeah, no. Sure, Sam's hair is fried [it came that way] but... she's got Nellie!
Nellie promptly shared her necklace that came with the spring dress I bought her and Sam and Nellie filled the room with cute.
Sam has been through a lot. A little brother, various cats deciding that the doll without the bunk bed was the best nesting spot until they realized they could just shove her out of bed, one of the cats peed on her [The tears! the drama! The mommy fixing it all!] and yeah, I had the hair care kit, and honestly, I think that thing should be kept by the parents so that the kid can't do the doll's hair nightly. Because I SO DID. *shamed*
Sam, in case you wondered, passed the "I want AG love!" virus on to two other people. Amanda B in middle school was SO enamored of Sam that she bought her own, and it took me years to admit that I thought her Samantha was prettier than mine. Mom would call our Samanthas Sammy Sue and Sammy Jo. I don't remember which was which. I think mine was Sue. And she passed the virus to Cass, even if Cass will tell you that it was Kirsten or maybe my redhead, as they wouldn't exist if not for Sam.
Nellie is easily my favorite of my new group. She's so cute! How did I never realize how cute Josefina's mold was? Maybe because I think of Josefina as very pretty, not excessively cute?
That bow will eat your soul. I'm warning you.
You have been warned.
Anyway, Nellie, with her short hair that's easily fixable, can snooze with me and I don't have to worry about crushing anything but that bow.
The bow in the back, even after spending two months being my nap-time doll. Oh, yes. Glorious! I needed a picture to show myself how to fix it when she changes out of her PJs.
Nellie's necklace.
Tea shoes! In the sun! IT BURNS!
This, you might recall, is Ruthie. I love Ruthie. She's the doll who says hug me. Ruthie needs princess stuff. I suspect one of these days I'll find her crawling around in Sam's stuff, pretending she's a pretty, pretty princess. I gather Really, Truly Ruthie the book is not universally loved. That bugged me for awhile until I realized it meant more room for me to love Ruthie. I do think she'd be on the side of protesting an extended stay in the archive for Sam, if only because Sam's got the best shot of princessy stuff outside of Elizabeth. [...yes.] I like that when push came to shove, Ruthie was willing to let someone else take the credit since to do otherwise [demand it] would embarrass the people she loved. Ruthie, you rock.
Also? Ruthie's shoes are awesome. Discuss.
I was really worried that Ruthie and Sam would be awfully similar, and they are. On paper. In person they aren't at all. Yay for twenty year age difference? Dunno. Ruthie's curls kept her from being snooze-with-me doll. One of these days I'll get her PJs, though. Oh, and Ruthie kind of confirmed for me the fact that short of maybe Gwen this year, I'll probably wait a good long while before I purchase another Original face-mold doll. Felicity will probably sneak on in through at some point because I love her [and one day I'll forgive them for making Elizabeth look just like DJ from Fullhouse]
Kirsten in the grecian outfit. It needs the accessories, but she looks pretty in blue, and it's not like [in theory] she's dressing in something that came after she did. It just came way, way, way before. But gods and goddesses are tricky things, right?
So. PRETTY. But it'll probably look prettier on Ruthie. Maybe?
Shiny! But when one of the 'coins' flips up, I freak out because I think it's fallen off. Yes, this has happened once or twice...
This is my poor unnamed AGOT/JLY/Whatever they're called these days.* When I ordered her, I thought her hair would be like fantastic red. It's not, so the names I was so sure would fit did not. She's never really screamed Amber or Heather to me. She needs a name. You should name her for me. Seriously, after this long she's my spy girl and she needs a real name so she can come in out of the covert-cold.
<3
Because who doesn't put the ruby ballet outfit on the redhead?
*You kids get off my lawn!
Step one. Put the stuff togethers. You'll need a screwdriver and something on the radio or TV to hold your interest.
Step two. Put the mattress on. BEHOLD!
Step three: Put the only bedding you have left over on the bed. Try not to imagine the hordes coming for your soul for mixing Addy and Mia. Decide it's cute and that justification will only bring the stone throwers, but hey, quilts do not make themselves!
Step Four: Add walrus and penguin, ignore baby Jade [Abby!] in the background.
Step Five: MOST IMPORTANT! Check under bed for monsters!
Really, step five is the most important of all.
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I guess you've pretty much settled on calling her HTA, but in case you are still open to giving her a proper name, how about something spy-worthy like Natasha? Or Doris. (You win +1 internets if you catch that reference.)
Or there's always Carmen (like Carmen Sandiego).