tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5380649945529143996.post5363720624371466693..comments2023-06-02T01:58:02.061-07:00Comments on The Most Special Things: DollsBrigette Thorneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15314154214536991148noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5380649945529143996.post-71930524156460878512012-10-22T17:47:44.311-07:002012-10-22T17:47:44.311-07:00I love all the long responses! Erin, I have always...I love all the long responses! Erin, I have always appreciated your appreciation for dolls. I think it's okay that your real child is temporarily taking over the doll room, and YES, I remember that "Are You Afraid of the Dark" episode, and OMG I don't want to be a doll anymore. Lili, I'm totally cool with you using this blog to feel more normal yourself. And who DIDN'T want the Addy doll? She was the coolest! I would be honored to take Easter pics for you. Beth, I think the next time I visit, we should play the cave game with some old Barbies. And you know it's just a matter of time until the reborns are bought....just a matter of time...Brigette Thorneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15314154214536991148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5380649945529143996.post-61379366513334273912012-10-19T10:29:36.328-07:002012-10-19T10:29:36.328-07:00That wagon picture is quite possibly the best pict...That wagon picture is quite possibly the best picture ever! Totally worth the amount of time you spent on it.<br /><br />I was more of a Barbie person, myself. My mom wouldn't buy us the accessories and furniture, so my sister and I cut out pictures from the weekly grocery ads and glued them to cardboard and used our flat cardboard food in place of the 3D plastic food--which made our Barbies WAY cooler than other peoples' Barbies because our Barbies had BEER! And every time we played, we played The Cave Game, where our bunk beds became a cave in a mountain where our Barbies had gone camping and then there was a flood and they were trapped on the mountain and had to live in the cave for life and they gathered beads, which served as berries. And the Ken dolls chopped down trees to build beds and couches, which I had actually built and sponge painted for us using scraps of wood left over from things my mom had made. My actual baby dolls had to sacrifice their basket bed because it turned into the Barbie's car (which also served as a boat during the floods), but sometimes the Barbies could also ride in the back of my brother's dump truck. I think my sister and I played the cave game a couple times during Christmas/summer vacations when I was in college and every time I pass the Barbie aisle in Target, I feel the need to get new ones for us...but my favorites, Mandi and Kevin, are still in my parents' basement and would probably be jealous if I brought home someone new.<br /><br />I am a little concerned that you are going to start collecting Reborn Baby dolls, which you know terrify me--let me know if I need to organize an intervention. As long as you stick to Shelly, Bobby, Megan, and Handsome Doctor, I think you're ok, though :)Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03497873574218444965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5380649945529143996.post-75727811021002577182012-10-18T03:10:21.421-07:002012-10-18T03:10:21.421-07:00Don't take this the wrong way... but whenever ...Don't take this the wrong way... but whenever I am sad or mopey and down in the dumps, I think I am going to just play these videos on repeat because they make me smile and think "Ah, I am NOT that weird!'<br /><br />I love thissssssss. You def take the cake with the dolls... I actually was more of a clothespin people person (I made creepy figures out of clothespins.... still have them in a box). The few barbies I had, I chopped their hair off. And the only doll I had was an American Girl doll- Addy, the black one. I have no idea why I wanted the black one but I tried to put beads in her hair and ruined it.<br /><br />Obviously, I should just not do hair.<br /><br />THE EASTER PICS ARE MY FAVORITEEEE!!! Please, when I have babies, be the photographer for our Easter events.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5380649945529143996.post-17794321122156943202012-10-17T18:29:15.382-07:002012-10-17T18:29:15.382-07:00Brigette, I love this! To answer your questions: a...Brigette, I love this! To answer your questions: a) I have never stopped playing with dolls. I got my new AG catalog in the mail this week and I just bought myself 3 Barbie sized dolls for my 28th birthday. <br />b) I never made movies with my dolls, as my parents video camera was reserved for taping my brother's wrestling matches and was never for frivolous uses...plus I was never much of a filmmaker. Pictures of my dolls though? Oh yes.<br />c) Dolls are way better than real people. You can give them any persona you want, and when you pose them for a photo, they don't move. They never look at you disapprovingly either.<br />d) My doll room has been taken over by my baby (which by the way, I originally felt much the same about as you currently do, but I never felt like an alien had taken over my body, and due to her ridiculously large head, I didn't have to push her out). Some day, I will have a doll room once again, and then my lovelies can once again be on display.<br />e) We can't be turned into dolls because that was the scariest episode of "Are You Afraid of the Dark?". It gave me horrible nightmares of my hands turning to porcelain. *shudder*<br />Don't go through the attic door and become a doll Brigette, I like you too much.Eriufaeyehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13793819805605867696noreply@blogger.com