Best time yet at the doll meet :)

Although one of us overindulged on milkshakes. Somebody brought miniature margarita glasses, and the dolls had quite a party on one of the tables. Celeste flopped back, and her wig flew off. It was just too good of an opportunity to miss.



Here they are at home, gathered together for storytime.



We are going to have to do something about the big girls’ wigs, which keep slip-slidin’ away. Here is a close-up of the three of them. Blessing looks just stunned to have a little sister in her lap.



Rorek made three new shirts for Faith, and a little denim jumper. But those will have to wait for another day. It’s naptime for Ms. Ravelled.

Dolly bits are in customs?

Or possibly have cleared customs. So maybe they will arrive at Nekokoi’s work today? And if not today, then Monday. Woohoo! No more bald, blind dolly!

I need to finish Celeste’s sweater so that I can start one for Faith. I am almost done with the waist ribbing and will then get to engineer sufficient room for her [ahem!] abundance.

But first I need to go work out, so that my brain will work.

Stealth Dolly!

Faith is here, a month sooner than I had expected her. Nekokoi texted me at work to say we had a mystery box from SOOM. No drama, no announcement, just a box with three dolls in it, each of them in perfect condition and with no missing parts.

I am much mollified, sufficiently so that I went to SOOM’s website a few minutes ago and checked out the new monthly doll. I like the faun ears much better on the teenies than on Amber herself. And the little stubby antlers are so cute. But no, not tempted. The next doll will probably be my DOB HoHo/Arie, to be known as Hope. And Charity will probably be DOB’s Libra; her little face reminds me so much of Rorek’s when she was a child.

I have Faith’s human head on her body, here at home, so I can make her something suitable to wear. Nekokoi has the hoofie bits and the uni-baby face. We will probably be ordering eyes and wigs tonight and finalizing which colors I want for her faceup and body blushing. I may even spring for undies for my three girls. Blessing is a little tired of going commando. Celeste doesn’t seem to mind in the slightest; she is flopped down on the couch waiting for me to finish her sweater, and every time I look, her skirt seems to have hiked up a bit higher. I have no idea what kind of personality or behaviors Faith will reveal. I would like to encourage modesty all around.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled knitting...

I think her name is Honor.

Obviously I need practice in dealing with wigs, and in choosing a perspective that does not make it look like she has rag-rolled ringlets (say that, three times, fast!).



This post is primarily to show off Nekokoi’s mad skills when it comes to fitting. Here, with my current knitting in her exquisitely fashioned hands.



And just the hands.

Not even tempted.

I had just sufficient energy before bedtime last night, to take Jessica [still unnamed] out of her box and measure her torso for Nekokoi, who will make her a tunic from a handkerchief or bandanna, to cover her nakedness.

In responding to Nekokoi’s email this morning, I realized that I had not so much as glanced at SOOM’s current monthly doll. So I went over to their website, and the only things I liked were small bits of the costume which would be easy enough to replicate.

The current dolly projects are to find a permanent name for Blessing’s curvalicious sister and then to go stash diving for skirt fabric and yarn for a sweater. [Maybe that poison-green, unruly, allegedly-baby-alpaca laceweight? I might be able to tame it if I knit it up in stockinette on 000 needles.]

Jessica’s here!

She’s here, she’s safe, and I was up way too late last night. No pictures until I make a blouse for her.

I am (apparently) a dolly drama magnet!

I refreshed the tracking screen every hour or so, all day, and about 6:30 the screen changed: delivery failed.

So I got in the car and drove into Dallas. Went to the big Post Office to find out where an EMS package would have gone, and I know which Post Office to contact tomorrow. I have their hours and their phone number written down.

I also went to my office building. They let me into my suite, just in case somebody from my office had checked in and put the delivery notice on the front desk or my own desk or in my mailbox. Nada. The log at the security desk also showed no deliveries since Friday, whereas the updated status at the Post Office showed that somebody had allegedly left a notice.

So at this point I dont know if the nice folks in Korea mis-typed the shipping label, or what. Good news is, this is my order, in my name, so it should be easier for me to get to the bottom of the mystery.

And maybe she will just get calmly, quietly delivered to the office tomorrow?