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I'm restless. I can't sleep. So I want to hear stories. It doesn't have to be an AG doll, it can be any doll. Your tattered one from when you were 2, the first one you saved up for by yourself, I just want to hear the stories. Show pictures if you have too!
Anyway...here is mine:
I was never a Barbie fan growing up. Perhaps because I never wanted to "grow up." And after all, Barbie was a woman, who had a job, or in my "pretend world" did. She dressed herself up for balls, drove cars, had a husband. I was the kid that cried when I realized that I wasn't going to be in first grade forever, and didn't want to get to 3rd or 4th. I didn't want to grow up.
So, I shunned Barbies (except for Kelly, who I felt was a little girl-just like me.)I focused my attention on actual "toys." Toys that filled my days with make believe, such as the Care Bears, Strawberry Shortcake, My Little Pony and the Cabbage Patch Kids.
For some reason, the Cabbage Patch Kids pulled me in. I knew they were ugly and odd looking. I felt that at three when I decided that the "eyebrows" were all funny and I proceeded to "make up" them with my mom's lipstick remover. But I loved them just the same.
In my array of Cabbage Patch Kids, I believe I am owner of the strangest/oddest looking one. I'm not sure if it is a real one, or a fake. But well, it was more expensive than a real Cabbage Kid, and the fake ones tend to be less in price.
I was 5, on a trip to Hawaii when I saw her. My parents, Grandma and Aunt took a two week trip to California and Hawaii that year. I don't remember much, but I remember her. We saw her in a store, sitting in a wicker chair. It was instant love, although we weren't reunited until 5 years later. I begged my parents for her. I never asked for anything, but I wanted her.
She was a Hawaii Cabbage Patch Kid, with a woodcarved and handpainted face. She had black yair hair and a yellow Hawaiian print floral dress. Her hair had tiny ribbons in it, and she came with a lei. Her eyes were painted with a Polynesian flair. She was the most beautiful doll of all.
My parents had every reason in the book not to get her. The first was carrying her home on the plane. The second was her price tag-I think about 50 dollars. Needless to say, I never got her.
Five years went by; and my parents went back to Hawaii leaving me and my brother in care with my grandma. My parents returned early one morning a week later, and woke me up with a huge amount of souvieners. I got the normal lei, the tee-shirt, some shell jewerly. But then there was a handcarved wooden doll bunk bed. On it was her. The doll that I saw in the store window five years earlier.
She has sat on my bed for many years, I felt so bad for letting her sleep on her own wood bed. I could never sleep with her because well..her face was wood. She went with me to college, to my new apartment, to camp. She has definately shown her age.
Now that her face is chipping and the paint is wearing away, it gives her an odder look. One that people pass over on first glance. But I love her just the same.
She never had a name. No name seemed to ever fit her. She was called Jessica for awhile and then Jessie, but that seemed too "ordinary" for such a beautiful doll. So right now, she is nameless, as she has been for most of her 15 years living with me.
Tomorrow, I'll try to post pictures of her.
I want to hear your story now!
-Jordyn
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I'd love to see pictures. She sounds very special.
My favorite doll was a baby doll named Amy. I got her when my sister was born. She stayed with me for may years. She was in my first apartment when it burned. Last year I was able to find another Amy on Ebay. New Amy is still naked. I really need to search up some clothes for her - LOL.
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I was a big Barbie fan growing up(and still am!). It's hard to choose just one Barbie doll that was special to me, but I loved almost all blonde SuperStar-faced Barbie dolls that came my way. I also really liked Barbie's little sister Stacie.
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Cool! My first doll...hmmmm...my first(s) were barbies. I loved kelly and when Kristy (babie's name?) came out, I loved her even more. Heres why:
My brother and me always played alot together when we were younger. Sometimes we would play for hours with my barbies and his GI Joes. (Though, when I wanted them to get married, he wanted a bomb to go off so the GI Joe could save the girl.) We would play for HOURS...but the only problem was: we had no babies. Just Kelly's. We would have fun coloring a baby wrapped in a balnket then cutting it out- our babies. Then imagine when Krsti came out!
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My favorite doll? I don't have just ONE!!
My very first doll was a little baby doll about the size of the AGOT baby/Polly. My mom got her secondhand along with more of these little dolls. I eventually had an entire collection, but I downsized them in later years. Anyway, this one doll wore a little bunny costume, and I took her everywhere-in my buggy, to church, etc. And she was usually in her bunny costume. So one day, I lost that costume. My mom, the talented seamstress that she is, made one almost exactly like it. Fortunately, though, a neighbor found the original, and I had two bunny costumes!
Another of my first dolls was my Raggedy Ann. I have loved Raggedy to death! She is literally falling apart, even though my mom has patched her. I took her everywhere, too, especially when I grew out of my little baby. I ****ed the dye out of her blue dress! I didn't even need a pacifier because I had Raggedy!
Like some of the others who have posted, I LOVED my Barbies. I played with them up to 7th grade, and I even still get them out occasionally. I had a whole town. My mom made a couple of dollhouses even. But I also had a storebought dollhouse, Barbie McD's, a pet store, a school, a horse stable....lots of things! Most of my Barbie stuff came secondhand, including most of my dolls, but I sure enjoyed every bit. My favorite dolls were my Skipper, Stacie, and Kelly dolls. Stacie was one my very first as a present from my godmother. My first Barbie, though, was just one in a bathing suit that I got for my 3rd birthday. I don't even have her anymore, but she resides in the ultimate Barbie collector's house, an old neighbor of mine. I have to say that Barbie and friends are definitely some of my favorite dolls.
And, naturally, my first AGs, Our New Baby Sarah and Molly, were and are among my favorites, too.
