Well I started thinking about Barbies and looked at the few I have. I got this one at my store because I thought her face was really pretty and she has much redder lips than most Barbies.
Her hair had been cut but I liked it. She was wearing a tattered wedding dress. I named her Bobbie. All of a sudden I had Barbie Fever! I have made her a few clothes
like this hoodie and skirt. Then at Salvation Army warehouse we were going through a bin and another woman, who was looking for legos, found all kinds of Barbie clothes. She gave us the clothes and we gave her all the legos we found.
I had been looking at Kens too. The really handsome ones (like the James Bond one) were all very expensive. So I looked at what I had already.
Not much to work with, huh? He was naked when I got him but I had this outfit, for some reason, so that's what he wore. But our friend--I will call her Wonder Woman--cut his hair for me and I made him a pair of jeans and a sweater.
Quite an improvement, wouldn't you say?
You may have noticed G.I. Joe in the corner. I got him at my store. He was wearing his tee-shirt, dog tags, a vinyl jacket and nothing else. Fortunately it was the same day we went to Salvation Army and one of the little items of clothing was boxer shorts, so he was decently dressed when I brought him home. I made him a pair of jeans too.
Bobbie is showing of a lovely silver dress, although the bodice is torn and I may have to make a new one because I don't think I can mend it. But the torn part doesn't show in the picture.
Another of Bobbie's new dresses from Salv. Army.
And a new skirt with a blouse I made.
The room they are living in used to be the dining room at Wayfarers Inn. I need to repaint above the windows and put the curtains back up. The pineapple drink was another find from Goodwill.
And in case you think Bobbie is outnumbered, Auntie Berman bid and won a Reproduction Barbie on ebay. Here is her ebay picture.
She is on her way from Chevy Chase, Maryland. She might actually be here tomorrow! I'm not sure which one will want G.I. Joe and which will want Ken. Maybe they'll all just be friends.
I have decided I don't like articulated dolls very well because their arms and legs and elbows and knees and ankles and wrists are always turning around the wrong way at the wrong time.