Friday, December 9, 2011
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Some things happen once in a lifetime.
I was about 2 hours into my 560 mile drive home from the Sasha Festival and I saw a billboard for an antique mall. I needed to top off the tank of gas so I figured why not stop. I realized this was the same antique mall I tried to find on my way to the festival. I originally turned right when I should have turned left. This time I went a mile and a half into town and found the store. When I went into the store a little voice in my head said there is sure to be a Sasha waiting just for me. I proceeded to browse the many aisles and got about 2/3 of the way through the store and began to get discouraged. I turned the corner at the back of the store and couldn't believe my eyes...there at the bottom of a locked case was a stunning blonde gingham Sasha with her crayon tube. I quickly went to the front of the store and told the front desk that there is a doll I would like to buy. They did not know anything about Sasha dolls and I had much to tell. She has white stringing and a large silver tag with made in serie england on the back. Her shoes are white with top-stitching and heels. Her eyes look like they have hand finishing and the star pupils. Her lips are very pale. She looks like she has a wide face. She has very thick bangs and very long hair. The only issue was that her face was very dirty. I just gave her a washing and she is lovely now. I found her in Beloit Wisconsin and named her Bella which means beautiful and God is my oath. I especially like her eyes that look almost green. She is wearing a 2011 Festival souvenir dress.
Here is Annika posing as Chelsea Clinton in the Dress a Sasha Contest. Lots of hand ribbon embroidery and beading adorn the bodice and hair barrette. The pattern was designed by me and I even crafted light pink leather ballet slippers to complete her outfit. It was very fun to create this ensemble.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
My Beloved Grandma and Grandpa passed away in the last 6 months. They are the ones who raised me from the time I was 14 months old. My Grandma was the one who instilled in me the love of dolls and would pick up various dolls at the Goodwill, Salvation army thrift store, or one of the many Garage sales she would frequent. I have been tasked with helping to clean out her house and get my many childhood belongings out of there. On Friday I decided it would be a good day to start. I began with the upstairs of the house as that became the dumping ground of overflow stuff that time forgot. I think you know where this is going. I opened a random box only to discover a very beautiful early sexed Sasha baby girl. She has white stringing in her arms and legs and hand painted eyes. They have a lovely lavender shading that I have never seen previously on my other baby dolls. She was a little grubby and has had a bath and hair wash, but I love her even with her flaws. I have named he Mickey after my Grandma (that was her nickname from her roller derby days that stuck with her all her life). The very funny thing is that this was not one of my childhood dolls. I think she picked it up somewhere and put it away for me as I would have been too small for it in the early 70's. Maybe she just forgot about it as I got older. At any rate I feel as if I just received a great big hug from her. Now when I gaze at Mickey I will always remember my Grandma.