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After going round in circles for while figuring out how to make a realistic-looking treehouse floor, I finally stumbled on something that seems to be working. For something to work for me, it needs to be: Easy Cheap Realistic-looking I’d… Continue Reading →
My fashion dolls all have pretty similar posing abilities. The two dolls on the Barbie Made-to-Move bodies (Lily and Daisy) are easier to pose than the two dolls on Obitsu bodies (Camellia and Rosie), but they all pose in pretty… Continue Reading →
While the Mia Fiarello team is making their way to Camellia, let’s check in with the treehouse sisters. When I started working again on this story, I realized how incredibly slapdash and haphazard I’d become about setting up for episodes… Continue Reading →
After the flurry of activity in Rosie’s last episode, it’s oddly quiet today. In Silverton, OR, not a creature is stirring. And everything is quiet in Syracuse, IT as well. I wonder where everyone could have gone? Ah, *there*… Continue Reading →
In one of my first posts, I wrote about trying to find a place for Camellia in the real world. Her location was difficult to find, since I needed a livable, sparsely-inhabited island which might house a panther. Since there’s… Continue Reading →
I love the look of the Dollzone Gill doll. Unlike most of the 1/4th dolls, Gill is solidly a kid, although maybe a kid who’s prone to allergies and is always on the outer edges of the crowd. But, when… Continue Reading →
Camellia recalls the night she fled. There had been a dance. Camellia dances with the stranger, and then sees that Cado is watching And then, when she realizes that Cado has left, she goes upstairs to find him . …. Continue Reading →
I had a millions things to do this weekend. I’m on job hunt, so lots of time and effort in figuring where/how to apply. And I have the last critical Doll Adventure episode – the one where we go back… Continue Reading →
The start of summer finds two sisters luxuriating in their freedom. OK, maybe they’re the tiniest bit bored. By evening, they settle in to watch a little TV. Oh, great, it’s Night of the Living Dead. Hearing a sound at… Continue Reading →
I never thought I’d find myself downloading the 1968 version of Night of the Living Dead as part of my doll adventure, but that’s what happened this week. After deciding (more or less) what I’d do with my two 1/4th… Continue Reading →