I found an old drawer from a library card catalog. What a great spot for some of my collection. I know, I have a problem. It's out of hand. I see these little dolls and loose all control. But I know some of you can relate.
My mom and I haven't been out in a long time. She had carpel tunnel surgery and has these two pins sticking out of her wrist. She will have them removed in a few more weeks and then have the other hand done. Then, both of my parents are having knee surgery, ugh! But it was nice to get out while we could and we found this AWESOME new antique shop. I was so excited, especially since my favorite vendor at another shop is no longer there. He carried all sorts of fabulous old French ephemera. That seems to be happening a lot lately. I think it is due to the economy. Mom and I went all over this fabulous place, and of course I was looking for doll heads in addition to my usual Eiffel Tower/all things French. Then I told my mom, "Help! I've become my mother! What is wrong with me?" She laughed of course, but I always hated all of her strange dolls while I was growing up. I swear one of them was haunted and it's eyes would follow you around. I don't have any of those types, but love my German doll heads. She gave me my birthday present early. A gorgeous doll head with arms and legs. Fabulous! Look for me soon on an episode of "Hoarders", hahaha.