Etsy Outfit Review & Photoshoot!

Recently, I ordered a dress from the Etsy shop, Terri's Touch (https://www.etsy.com/shop/terristouch).

This was my first ever doll clothes order from Etsy and I prayed that it would go smoothly. Well, the experience exceeded my expectations! The dress just arrived today within days of ordering, which I think is just positively amazing! Not only did the dress arrive quickly, but it is beautiful and so well made that I believe it may be even better quality than AG itself. Etsy, I believe, is now my go-to doll clothes shopping site. I had a hard time deciding exactly which outfit to order, because each outfit looked so stunning. I am very happy with my choice, but all of the other outfits on there are adorable too. I love the historic fashions for sale! While the dress was $32, the quality is great and it is quite unique too, so I think that the price is pretty fair.

Now for the brief photo shoot! I am considering this my belated St. Patrick's Day shoot, because of all of the green! However, Grace is not my Irish doll (I think Felicity is), but that is okay, Grace still loves green and fun holidays!:

The dress! I just fell in love with the collar and the little sleeves! The fabric just seems so historically accurate as well. This dress will be beautiful in the fall colors this autumn!

Grace resting in the grass.

I originally bought the dress with Molly in mind, but Molly is in a key position for my latest photo story (The Main Street Home for Girls Series) so I decided to get Grace all dressed up instead!

I always tend to do a lot of these shots when my dolls are lying down. I thought the buttons looked particularly cute in this picture - the way they raise off of the fabric.  

Ella Grace Elizabeth. I love how Grace's hair is so soft and smooth - she is my last doll with hair still in that condition.

Doesn't Grace just look like such a 40s' school girl? Elizabeth Walton, maybe?  

I still can't get over that color! I mean, just look at it!!!

This may be on of my favorite photos from the shoot. I can't decide.  

I was trying to get Grace's hair to reflect the sunlight and look all nice, but I sort of failed. XD I guess the sunlight still makes a little shine?

Grace decided to walk over to a different backdrop to get a few different poses in.

She chose this beautiful backdrop. I think that Grace can look pretty good posed against this green.  

My favorite photo of Grace. I am so glad that I kept her braid in. I will probably keep that braid in forever. Kind of like Julie's. :P

Headshot Style.

One more glimpse at the dress details and fabric.

She included a cute note of thanks! Thank you , Terri, for such a wonderfully made dress! I will be ordering from you again, I know it!

I plan on doing an even more in-depth photo shoot with more interesting poses later on when I have more time to travel to a nice nearby park or something. Of course, who knows when I'll ever get to that...XD

Do you have an Etsy shop? I'd love to know because I am now obsessed with all that Etsy has to offer!

The Orphans of Main Street Home for Girls: Ep. 1, Part 1

I had a great idea for a photo story series and I decided to shoot the first few pictures of it. In December, I began a photo story series about three orphan girls on the run. However, I decided to put that on hold for now and do a similar story instead; a story that I found more interesting.
This photo series has elements from a lot of different books that I've read or things that I've seen, however, the idea and storyline is completely my own!
This first part is pretty short, I just wanted to get it posted and all that and to sort of build suspense. :P I hope you enjoy reading it!

It was a gloomy Monday evening at Molly's grandparents' house. All of the adults were out for a dinner night while Molly and her siblings were stuck alone in the house. Molly had ventured upstairs into the attic because when the adults were home, she was never allowed up there.

Now, she stood at the top of the stairs. Everything around her was silent. She could no longer hear the voice of her older sister Jill scolding her little brother Brad. She couldn't hear the music that played or the fire that crackled in the fireplace. Now she was really alone.

Molly shivered a bit, but then she told herself rather sternly, "You chose to come up here, so stop shivering and do whatever it is you came up here to do."

The only problem was, that Molly didn't know why she had climbed the shaky stairs to the attic. Ever since she knew about the attic, she had had a burning desire to see what it was like. Molly had been in plenty of attics, but none drew her in quite like this particular one.

"What a disappointment," Molly said aloud, trying to make conversation with herself so she would feel less lonely, "The only thing here is an old wooden chair, a dusty fake evergreen wreath, and a fireplace that hasn't been lit in at least 50 years!"   

Molly began to turn around to leave, but something caught her eye. There was a small window that cast the last few rays of sunlight upon a dusty corner. Molly's eyes scanned right over it, but then she did a double-take. There was the most beautiful box in the corner. It was green checked and Molly could see the inches of dust that had piled atop it.

Molly stood there, staring at it for a moment, as though the box could somehow be intimidating or dangerous. "Ah, it's just an old box. I may as well open it up," Molly shrugged and began to walk closer to it.

Bending over the wooden desk chair, Molly grabbed up the box delicately. She had no idea what to expect. Surely the box hadn't been touched in years and years.

She sat down in a lighted part of the attic and set the box on the floor in front of her.

She lifted the lid, sending a thick cloud of dust up around her. She sneezed a few times and then reached for the red ribbon that tied a stack of papers into the box.

Her fingers fumbled with anticipation and excitement and mystery as she undid the ribbon that was still bright red even after many, many years.

 

The papers had millions and millions of sentences and words written upon them. The handwriting varied, with some of the words spelled out in childish scrawl, while other pages were decorated with a very legible, fancy writing. "Ha! Some of these letters look like they were written in my handwriting!" Molly laughed at the coincidence.

She set about reading through them at first, but she couldn't understand what they were trying to say. "What are these letters talking about? Who in the world is this Ms. Coolidge that seems to be talked about so much?"

Molly continued to study the letters until the sun set so low that she could no longer read. The darkness of the attic and the comfortable temperature caused Molly to sit back and relax.

She closed her eyes for a moment and suddenly found herself standing up. The room was a little brighter and in place of the fake evergreen wreath, there hung a white apron.

"What on earth?" Molly gasped.

What had happened? Why was there an apron where the wreath had been, and why was she suddenly standing up. How had the lighting managed to become brighter?

Molly took the apron to try it on, wondering what would happen. Just then, a girl appeared at the top of the steps. Molly gasped and almost dropped the apron.

"Oh, Molly, I didn't mean to frighten you!" the girl smiled warmly. "But what are you doing up here all by yourself? Come on, Ms. Coolidge wants us in bed right away!"

"She does?" Molly asked. Who was Ms. Coolidge? Molly thought the name sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite place a finger on where she had heard - or read - the name.

"Yes," the girl nodded, "We all need to be in bed by 9:30. After all, we do get up at 5:30 to 6:00. Come on, follow me, I'll show you your bunk. Eleanor is your bunk partner. She's really nice, but of course, you know that, since you met at dinner."

"We did?" Molly was puzzled.

"Why, yes," the girl nodded, "Eleanor was the one who sat on your right side. I know the names and faces and routine are all confusing at first, but soon all of it will become familiar."

"What are you talking about? I don't understand at all! What's going on?" Molly blurted out.

 "What do you mean?" the girl replied, "I don't think I understand what you are saying, Molly."

"Well," Molly began, "I never ate dinner with you, I have no idea who Ms. Coolidge is, I've never met or sat with a girl named Eleanor, and of course this place is familiar, it's my grandparents house - or it was. It looks so different now. Oh, and I've never met or seen you in my entire life."

                                       "Are you sure?" the girl wore a worried expression.

"Well yes I'm sure!" Molly replied, beginning to get agitated. "I have no idea what you are talking about!"

"Oh dear," the girl shook her head. "Sometimes change can really shock girls in your situation. It is understandable. I recommend some rest. In the morning, you won't be so confused."

"What do you mean by 'situation'? Where am I anyway?" Molly began to get a little scared. This girl was too calm and quiet to seem like a child. She wore a somber expression and had dark circles under her eyes. She looked unwell.

"You are standing on the 3rd floor of the Main Street Home for Girls," the girl replied.

"What is your name?" Molly asked.

"Mary Grace or Maggie," Mary Grace replied.

"I must be going crazy or something. Last time I checked, I was Molly McIntire age 12, visiting my grandparents house with my three siblings, Jill, Brad, and Ricky and my parents."

"Oh my, oh my," Mary Grace shook her head.

"What?" Molly asked; slightly alarmed.

"I do think you are shocked, because last time I checked, you were Molly McIntire, age 12, whose parents had just recently died. You had no siblings," Mary Grace replied gently. "You need some rest I think."

"Maybe," Molly had nothing left to do but shrug and follow Maggie helplessly.

They reached the bunk beds, which were in a large room - the house seemed so much bigger than the house Molly remembered as her grandparents' house.

"Now get some rest, Molly, please do," Maggie nudged her towards the mattress.

Molly just nodded. Perhaps she would wake up and things would be back to normal.

"Now I will be in the top bunk, resting too. Eleanor should be in to join us for sleep soon. We all like to try and get some sleep tonight, because two nights from now, on Wednesday, Ms. Coolidge leaves for the evening and we have the whole facility to ourselves. We like to stay up late and enjoy ourselves on Wednesdays."

"Oh, okay," Molly nodded weakly as she sank back into the mattress.

The light dimmed in the room as the sun set more, and soon Molly could see other girls entering the room to sleep.

But Molly could not get to sleep, no matter how hard she tried. The other girls around her seemed to sleep fine, except for the occasional younger girl who would cry out or others whose whispery chatter filled the air. There was no doubt in Molly's mind that this would be a long, long night...

 

Part #1 is over! Please let me know what you think in the comments! Thank you for reading!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Surprise Party Part #2

The 2nd and last part of the story! I hope you enjoyed reading Part #1! I separated it into 2 parts because I feel like readers like that better - it is easier when long stories are broken up.

Early in the afternoon, after church had finished and the girls and families had all returned home, Grace entered her cabin room. On her bed, was a beautiful new dress. It was blue with little white polka dots and the yoke at the top was positively adorable. Grace wondered if it was for her. "Perhaps this was mistakenly delivered to me," she thought aloud, "I never ordered a beautiful dress such as this one."

She fingered the dress delicately, when suddenly the corner of a note popped out of the sleeve. Grace worried that the dress and note were for someone else, and that it was wrong to read the note, but she grabbed the note and began to read it.

Ella Grace,

We request your presence in the dining hall at once for a most important event. Please arrive wearing this dress.

Love,

Elizabeth and Friends

"So the dress is for me!" Grace smiled. "How I was hoping it was. Let me put it on!" Grace quickly rushed to get changed, her mind swirling with ideas on why her presence would be requested. Not once did the thought that she was going to a birthday party for herself ever cross her mind. How surprised she would be!

Grace peered into the hall. Her first glance at the hall showed many happy girls jumping up and down, waving their arms. "Surprise, Ella Grace! Surprise!"

Grace gasped in shock. "What is the meaning of this?" She laughed.

"It is a birthday party - for you!" the girls all screamed.

Grace couldn't help but frown a little bit, "Oh my, you needn't have gone through all of this trouble. My birthday is not so important!"

"Oh but it is!" Payton shouted.

"Come join us - let's party!" Elizabeth cried excitedly.

Grace entered the room and rushed to embrace Elizabeth, "Was this your idea?" She whispered.

"Well, in the beginning it was," Elizabeth replied, "But us AG Farm Girls, when we do something we all like to do it big and get involved."

"Oh Lizzie," Grace sighed in amazement as she gazed around the room at all of the festivities that had been planned and carried out just for her!

"Here is the seat for the birthday girl!" Lissie smiled at Grace and motioned for Grace to sit in the balloon-adorned throne.  

Grace thanked Felicity and took her seat.

Once all of the cheering had died done a bit, Grace couldn't help but question, "Do you mean that you all did this just for me? This is such a splendid party, it must've been so much trouble!"

"We did it for you, but we wanted to have two guests of honor. After all, we figured that we may as well have another dear friend celebrate her birthday today too."

"Whatever friend could that be?" Grace inquired.

"Josefina, you can come out now!" Payton cried dramatically. From the dining hall closet, appeared Maria Josefina - Grace's friend that she had met on her first day of school.

Josefina was led to her guest-of-honor seat. "My birthday is on March 19th and today is the 13th. Your friends so generously invited me to come celebrate. Happy belated birthday, Grace!"

"Thank you so much," Grace smiled, blushing a bit, which she tended to do whenever she was given a lot of attention. "Happy early birthday to you, Josefina!"

"A special drink for the celebrated guests," Kit smiled, placing a strawberry soda ice cream shake in front of each girl.

"Oh, my favorite!" Grace exclaimed. "Josefina, you will love this drink! It is Kit's favorite recipe - straight from the 1930s!"

Josefina just nodded. She couldn't speak - she was quickly drinking down the soda shake!

Then Felicity brought out a cake. "12 candles with 1 to grow on!" Lissie exclaimed.

"Groovy Girls," Josefina read the writing on the cake and then giggled.

Felicity rolled her eyes in exasperation, "That is the sort of caption you get when Julie decides the cake's writing!"

Josefina and Grace just giggled some more and Felicity couldn't help but join in on the lighthearted laughter.

The candles were lit, the lights dimmed, the curtains closed, and then Happy Birthday was sung. As the song began to come to a close, Grace thought of what she would wish for. What was there? Her mother was on a quick road to recovery, America was becoming more and more her home, she would probably be back in Paris soon anyway, the girls were becoming more and more her friends. What did Grace want? For the first time ever, she was content. She was happy. She wanted nothing more than what she had in the world.

As the song finally did come to a close, she and Josefina reached over to blow out the candles. I wish for the feeling I have now and the friends I have now to last for a very, very long time. I wish to remember this moment forever.  

With that, her wish was made, as was Josefina's. The candlelight disappeared and the room's window curtains were reopened and the lights were turned back on.

The girls ate crazy amounts of delicious cake and chattered, laughed, and some even danced to the classical music playing in the background.

Then, the gifts were brought out. Each girl received 4 gifts.

"Oh my, you didn't need to give me gifts!" Josefina was surprised.

"But we wanted to, you're our friend now. We are so lucky that Grace was able to meet you!" Molly told her.

Each girl got a stuffed animal, a tote bag, and a wrapped gift.

"These bags are just so beautiful!" Josefina exclaimed.

"Mine is going to start a new trend back in Paris," Grace laughed, "I have never seen anything like this purse made of a pair of jeans, but I love it!"

"Good!" Ivy smiled, "Julie's mom made both at her Gladrags store. We knew they would be perfect to give as gifts."

"Now you can each come up one at a time and open your wrapped gift," Elizabeth, the party director, told the girls as she cleared a space on the table for the wrapped gifts to be unwrapped.

Josefina went up first and unwrapped an Apples to Apples game.

"We didn't really know what you liked, but this is the latest Apples to Apples edition and we figured that you might not have it," Ivy told Josefina.

"No, I do not have it - in fact I have never played this game," Josefina told the girls. "But it looks very fun. I know my family will enjoy playing it with me."

"Speaking of family," Felicity and Elizabeth began, glancing around the room and building up suspense. "We talked to your parents when we invited you here. Our parents have set up an arrangement. A very special arrangement!"

"What is it?" Josefina couldn't help but ask. Everyone except she and Grace knew what the arrangement was.

"We will just say this," Felicity paused dramatically, while looking over at the other girls in on the surprise.

Then, at once, the girls cheered, "Welcome to American Girl Farms, Maria Josefina Montoya!"

Josefina gasped. "Whatever do you mean?"

"You are moving here, to the empty cabin! Now you don't just have to see Grace and the rest of us at school! Now you can live on this beautiful farm!"

Josefina could not believe her ears. She was really going to move on to the beautiful land and live with this wonderful group of girls. "Oh my goodness! Oh thank you!" Josefina cried as she embraced the other girls; her new sisters.

"I never want this day to end. Never! How it has changed my life!"

After all of the cheering, crying, and excitement of the big announcement had died down considerably, Grace too the center stage. She blushed as she began to open her present and noticed Felicity taking pictures. "You don't need to take pictures, Lissie!"

"Yes, I do!" Felicity responded, proceeding to snap 100 more.

She gave up on opening the present cleanly, and just decided to tear into the wrapping paper. She gasped as she stared down at the doll in the box in front of her. It was Rebecca! A doll that she had wished for!"

Grace shared a special moment with her first American Girl doll and sighed contently.

"How did you ever manage this?" Grace asked them all.

"Forget about how we managed it and smile for the camera," Lissie ordered.

She slid the box completely out of the paper, her fingers shaking with surprise and excitement.

Then she smiled for the camera that Felicity held. Meanwhile, Kit and Kanani were behind her snapping up pictures as well.

"Speech! Speech!" Payton jokingly cried out. She knew that Grace didn't like to speak, but on this occasion, Grace didn't mind speaking a little.

As the girls hugged her, Grace did begin a short speech.

"I just want to thank you all. I know that things have been rough here for my first year, but you have all made it better. Even for times when I have been a little rude or a little quiet when I shouldn't have or maybe times when I accused you girls of doing things and times when I  just wished to be alone, well, even during those times, a part of me knew what true friends you all were. Every single one of you." Grace had really wanted to resist getting all sappy and all emotional, but she couldn't help it as a tear fell from her eye and slid down her cheek.

This was one of the best days of her life, made even better by the true friends that surrounded her.

 

Later on in the day when Josefina had gone home to pack to move to AG Farms, and the other girls had long since gone to get ready for school the next day, Payton and Ivy entered the dining hall a bit hesitantly. Grace still sat at the table, Looking at the remains of the party. Looking about as though she could still see her friends dancing and chattering.

Her thoughts were broken when Payton whispered, "Grace?"

"Yes?" Grace looked over at Payton and Ivy who had both just entered the room.

"Well, uh, those, um, monkey stuffed animals, they have a special meaning. A different meaning than what you might think," Payton stuttered out. Grace had never seen her that unsure of herself before.

"What meaning would that be?" Grace asked curiously.

"Well, you see, is that I - and Ivy - bought these stuffed animals for you to keep one monkey and the two of us to keep one monkey. When you are in Paris, our monkeys will be apart. Then, when they come together, the monkeys can connect. If we each keep one, then we will always remember each other, even after you move away. And we will also each have something that can fit with only one other - kind of like those heart friendship necklaces. You know what I mean?"

Grace smiled, "Payton, Ivy, that is really, really thoughtful. I was worried about us losing touch when I move back to Paris, but now I believe that we won't."

Ivy nodded, "We are glad you like the stuffed animal and that you don't want to forget us either."

"Ivy, Payton, you two and the other girls on this farm, are the truest friends I've ever had the pleasure of having."  

With that, the three close friends embraced each other. Grace knew right then that she had found the truest friends she could ever have found, and that no matter where life took them all - even if it took them apart, they would never really be without each other.

 

 

 

The end of the story! I'd love to hear your feedback! Thank you for reading! It feels so good to be back to blogging!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Surprise Party Part #1

My first real post of 2016. Wow, that's pretty bad considering it is March. Oh well! Better late than never! Plus, I've been super busy. Anyway, let's get on with the post!

One early morning, Elizabeth and Grace were just finishing up their early morning walk along the paths in the nearby woods.

"The new spring flowers are so pretty!" Grace smiled, "Springtime is unlike anything in Paris. Isn't it so beautiful? I've never seen anything like it!"

"Well you were here last spring!" Elizabeth laughed, "But I do declare that I have never met someone with such a passion for flowers as you! Maybe not even Lanie."

"I know I was here last spring, but it still amazes me. Besides, last spring I was too shy, scared, and alone to truly notice all of spring's beauty."

"I enjoy spring too, mostly because it is my birthday season! When is your birthday, Grace?"

"Oh, it was in November," Grace replied casually.

Elizabeth stopped and turned to face Grace. "You mean to say that we missed celebrating your birthday? I'm so sorry, Grace!"

"That is okay. I didn't really feel up to a celebration with my first year in America and all."

"Why didn't you say something? My mom makes pretty tasty cake, you know!"

Grace shrugged and looked at the ground seriously. "I didn't want to just announce it was my birthday. I would've felt like a bother. Besides, birthdays don't matter so very much. I didn't want to have a big celebration with all of the attention on me. I do just fine when I go unnoticed."

"You still could've told us! At least we could've had a special dinner or given you a gift!" Elizabeth insisted.

"Lizzie, can we please stop talking about this? It's making me rather uncomfortable. Now, I think it is time that we got inside to start the day's activities."

Elizabeth shrugged and the let the subject drop on the outside, but inside, she was scheming up a surprise.

Later that day, Elizabeth called a meeting while Grace was away in town getting new ballet shoes. Only a few of the girls attended the meeting, because Saturdays tended to be extremely busy on the farm.

"Why are we here?" Payton asked as soon as she and the other girls in attendance gathered around the table.

"We are here for a very important announcement," Elizabeth told them seriously.

"Well get on with it - I have to practice for my ballet class! I was just warming up when I was called away to this meeting," Payton huffed.

Elizabeth ignored Payton's behavior and continued, "We missed Grace's birthday. It was in November and today it was brought to my attention that we never had a celebration, a cake, a special dinner or anything at all."

"Did we really?" Samantha sighed softly. "Oh my."

"Why didn't she tell us that it was her birthday?" Molly asked.

"She figured we already knew and that we were just too busy."

"Well it is her fault for not telling us," Payton accused Grace.  

"Actually, Payton, we were supposed to know. Her birth date was in her record when she moved to the farm. It was our fault for not checking. All of us are to blame because we all could've checked the date. So to make up for missing the event, I propose that we host a surprise party for her tomorrow afternoon."

"What?" Payton, the drama queen, shrieked.

"What a positively splendid idea, Lizzie," Samantha smiled, "I have a lot of ideas for the party."

"That sounds good to me," Molly nodded, "Parties are always exciting and surprise parties are even better. I have a lot of ideas too."

"I don't know," Payton shrugged and looked down.

"Well I know!" Samantha replied. "Payton, I don't mean to accuse you, but ever since Grace got here, I believe that you two have had the hardest time seeing eye to eye over a lot of things. Yet, I can tell that Grace really thinks highly of you and is just too shy to reach out and really get to know you. You can be a lot of fun Payton, when you aren't being stubborn. It seems to me that it would mean the world to Grace if you showed up at the party and helped plan it. Grace has had such hardship and I think that she really deserves a party. A party that includes everyone."

"She hasn't been so nice to me," Payton began, "But I do feel bad about the dog she lost in Paris, so I might help with the party."

"Honestly Payton, would you want to be very close to a group that was supposed to be there for you and help you, yet the group can't even remember something as important as a birth date? I think that would feel like a pretty big let down," Elizabeth added to the conversation.

"Alright, I guess I'll participate," Payton shrugged indecisively.

"You better," Elizabeth ordered Payton, which was quite unlike her. "We've been awful friends to Grace and we are going to make up for it."

"I agree with your idea and all, Lizzie," Molly assured her, "But isn't it a little late to have a birthday party when she is nearly 12 1/2 already?"

"It's never too late to show a friend that you care," Elizabeth replied firmly, "And showing Grace that we care is exactly what I intend to do. Now everyone who can should meet me here tomorrow morning before church to help get everything ready for the party. The party will be tomorrow afternoon and we should all wear spring dresses to be festive. I expect all of you to show up." Elizabeth looked at Payton while saying the last sentence.

Payton just nodded.  

The next morning at a rather early time, Jasmine and Payton joined Elizabeth in creating some decorations for the surprise party. The other girls were getting ready for church, finding dresses for the party, getting gifts ready for Grace, or helping make the surprise work.

"Since it is spring, I chose a pretty white and a light pastel yellow for the party colors. I also thought we could work a light green into the color scheme as well."

"This is beautiful," Jasmine breathed, looking at the pretty colors chosen for the banner that would hang above the table.

"Maybe I could even go find some spring flowers to put on the table as a centerpiece, or maybe I could weave the flowers through the chairs," Payton suggested, getting creative.

"Oh Payton," Elizabeth exclaimed, "What a great idea! Grace loves the spring flowers."

"You certainly got helpful for this party all of a sudden," Jasmine commented.

"I know," Payton looked down, a little embarrassed, "I guess I kind of took in all that Lizzie said and then I came to realize that she was right. I haven't been so nice to her in the past, but I'm going to change that and be friendlier in the future."

After hearing Payton's news, Jasmine and Elizabeth shared a surprised but excited glance.

Soon the girls had cut and snipped and cut and snipped some more. The banner was all cut out and ready to be glued down and strung up.

"This is the most beautiful banner ever!" Jasmine cried excitedly.

"If a banner is any sign of how a party will turn out, I think this party will be splendid!" Elizabeth agreed.

The three tediously began to hang the banner, making sure that it was just the right height above the table.

"Move it up a little more," Elizabeth instructed from her perch upon one of the chairs.

"That is as high as it will go in this position," Payton replied.

The girls continued to order each other around about the positions of the banner.

But eventually it had been placed in the perfect position. All three girls admired their work.

 

But they couldn't admire it for too long, because there was still much to do for the party's success.

 

Part #2 is coming!

 

I hope you enjoyed this!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm Back!

Hi everybody! I haven't been so great about posting in the new year (2016). So much for that New Years' Resolution, right? Anyway, I've just had so much going on in my life (lots of school work, auditions for things, and I'm in the middle of redoing my doll/play room too, just to name a few activities that are keeping me from posting).
I do hope to post soon, because I am slowly getting less busy as we leave all of the holidays and the beginning of the new year. I can't promise when I'll post next, but I hope to post by the end of this month. If not, just know that there will be some great doll posts coming YOUR way later on!
(I Have not really had much time to look at any other blogs either, so I am sorry).
I thought I would just pop my head in to say a quick hello.

Until I post again,

Elizabeth <3