She had a bit of a hard time before I received her, she shows her age a tad. Not in her original dress, she is still dressed in vintage sheer pink.
When I was little these dolls made their way into my things, somehow I knew not to play with them even though my mother told me very little about them. She was never sentimental so I am very glad a few of them found their way into my box!
This however, is monkey, I do remember playing with him, evidently enough to wear the fur off him and break his banana. I even remember what happened to his eye, around the time I was 7 or 8 perhaps, I began to notice how dirty he was and thought he could use a good cleaning. Nail polish remover was my choice....and as you can see, it didn't exactly work like I had planned. Monkey never seemed to mind.
Another composition doll of my mothers is this fine chap, missing only his feet, he still sports his western attire. It seems she told me a dog chewed him up, I am guessing he must have meant something to her since she saved him in that condition.
Oh....Wiggly Giggly, she was my favorite! Her smile soothed me many a time. Miss Giggly is wearing a blue Baby Tenderlove dress from the early 70's.
Now...by the time the cabbage patch craze hit, I was a teen, I worked in KMart when a batch arrived and remember the absolute chaos around that pallet of dolls. This chap is the only one I ever owned, I got him when I was 18. My step mother Rachel had a friend stationed in Scotland, so she had her buy a doll for me and one for each of my sisters. They were a hot item there too but not nearly like the craze here in the states. Rachel sent us out for a bit and while we were gone she set up the table for a party and had each doll sitting in our places. Now I was clearly the oldest and I was quite excited to see them so I can only imagine how my sisters, 6 and 12 yrs younger than me, were!
He means a lot to me because of that little party and the extra mile Rachel went to get him and the extra miles he came. His name is Osgood Fritz, it is his certified name and I have never forgotten it.
So here is some of the dolls that have made it of mine and my moms. Everyone but the first doll went back into the box...for now. They don't seem to mind and are always glad to see me when they come out. Wiggly Giggly still makes me smile and monkey just seems to comfort me. I think I will always keep them.
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you can see monkey here and Wiggly in a pink dress on the top |
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