Anyway, work got hectic, life got insane, and as a result I pretty much did nothing but sit on my butt when I got home every night this week. No writing, no dollhouse, no blogging... you name it, it was not done.
So today I am determined to accomplish something. Anything.
Nothing like aiming high.
But I did manage to get a few things done. I found my little girl doll and put her in the house. And of course took a few pictures of her in various poses. She's just about to go into her new room, already took off her bonnet and everything.
|Is it me or does she look like she has no chin? Maybe that was the fashion back then.|
|New Room! First look. I hope she likes it.|
So she must feel comfortable, the first thing she did was throw her bonnet on her cabinet. She needs a hat stand or something. Or maybe she should put it in her dresser? Hmm...
|She's actually standing up on her own. I was impressed. I think the stiff ruffles help with that.|
And now she's just thrown her apron on the bed. Young lady! That is not how we behave! Children these days.
|Her mother would not be pleased. At. All.|
|She seems to like her bear too.|
|I think we have a historical anomaly here. Was that title written during Victorian times? I know it was after the Civil War.|
|But it looks so good! Uh oh, get the cat down here, there's a mouse under the table.|
|She must look more like Mr. Doll than her mother. No blonde braids here.|
Good night! It's been a long day. And new houses are always unsettling!