Dreaming of a Pink Christmas

It's been a few years since I got a doll for Christmas. I've collected dolls for many years now, but lately I really haven't been actively collecting. Even so, I do like to add a new girl occasionally. And this year, one of the new Silkstone Barbies caught my eye. Called "Preferably Pink," and designed by Robert Best, she actually arrived a little early for Christmas, back in November.

Pretty, isn't she?

And very pink, too. Now I don’t dislike the color pink, but I'm not really a huge fan, either. Probably the result of all those pink party dresses my mother made me wear, before I got old enough to fight back. However, when I was color typed back in the '80s (remember that?), pink and yellow turned out to be my "best colors." So maybe mother knew best, after all.


But in spite of all that pink, I was attracted to this particular doll mainly because of the outfit she's wearing. Her Chanel design suit reminds me so much of a similar suit I had as a teen. It was my Christmas outfit in 196--. Well, let's just say one year when I was a very young Boomer and the world was a younger and pinker place. Here's a shot of me in the outfit. You'll just have to trust me when I say it was pink, too – although a much lighter pink than Barbie's. Don't look like I'm very happy about having my picture taken, do I?

The ornaments on the tree were pink, too, as I recall. And the tree was white ("flocked"), and I think it belonged to my aunt. One of my other aunts had a silver aluminum tree that year. Well, as a family, we were nothing if not thoroughly modern.

(Cross-posted at Joysweb.)

Greetings from the Crazy Doll Lady

Goodness knows I don’t need to be starting another blog.

I’ve already got two main Blogger blogs – Joy’s Blog (my book blog) and Joysweb (photos, memes, and other weird stuff), as well as a few others that are mostly lists of various sorts. And a couple of WordPress blogs that I update only occasionally. Plus a number of others that have never quite made it beyond the personal and private category (maybe someday . . . ).

So you’d think I’d have quite enough to keep me busy as a little bee. And you’d be right, of course. But right up there with my addiction to books is my other bad habit – dolls. And although I’m not actively collecting at the moment, I do have a huge collection. Well, it’s actually more of an accumulation – it’s not coherent enough to be called a collection.

I always say I never met a doll I didn’t like (apologies to Will Rogers), and though that might be a bit of an exaggeration, it’s very nearly true. I find them hard to resist. Just ask my husband (no, don’t – he’s nearly as addicted as I am).

But I thought it might be fun to start a little blog dedicated to dolls and my addiction to passion for the little dears. So for my first entry, I’m posting a group shot of some of our Sasha dolls.

They’re a very mischievous group – especially the boy in blue (called Gregor). It’s really not a good idea to let them congregate like this, because you never know what they’re likely to get up to.