No one bought this doll from Beth at Juju, so she placed it out in the parking lot where we have extra space for either clearance goods or overflow. She told me to take it, and I said, only if it’s still there at the end of the sale.
At the end of the day, there she was, forlorn and left in the gravel, overlooked by hundreds of shoppers.
Poor Ani.
Was it the “substance” congealed on some parts of her? Or possibly her crunched in chest? Probably that look on her face.
I redid her face in the style of vintage, French sitting dolls.
After vigorously scrubbing off the uhm, substance of some kind.
Next was a new hairstyle made of angora. I brought the hair forward onto her throat so she no longer had a neck like a WWE wrestler.
I don’t sew, her delightful princess gown is pieced together from other doll clothes and bits of lace then glued into place.
The only thing missing? Maybe a crown? She deserves one to feel better after all the rejection she faced.
Oh, and maybe a bouquet of flowers to hide her muppety looking (but freshly painted) hands.
Hmmm, I wonder what she looked like before. Great job at giving her a second chance!