The Dress . . . . . . .

This was probably the second or third doll that I made. I was going for a distinct looking face that could in no way be thought of as attractive.


She was to be balanced out and transported to the attractive side of life, by a beautiful designer dress. A Cinderella idea.


So I think the doll's face was easy enough to style for the sad side of her life, but the dress was my first attempt to make something pretty and feminine. If ya'll only knew how much I hate to wear dresses and to even come close to high style fem is way out of my realm, but I do appreciate beauty in whatever form it takes. And I do enjoy making my dolls beautiful with feminine clothes.

This dress is just a bunch of separate pieces that have been saturated in fabric stiffener and then forced into a wavy wrinkle shape. They were then assembled in to a skirt by sewing them to the waistline of the doll. I thought it came out well and this doll encouraged me to continue past all the frustrations that never became dolls.

Sometimes I fear that all those doll parts that I hid away in boxes will come out and drag me under the bed one night . . . . . .