…and I am so excited to show these two little ladies to you all. Everything about these reminds me of home; from rifling through my mom’s scrap basket for the perfect pieces of fabric to sitting down with a cup of coffee and a movie to stitch. When I was a child, my mom bought me an actual penny doll at Sturbridge Village in Massachusetts. She came with a kit for making clothes, and a little book with patterns, directions, and a bit of history. We had such fun making the clothes, and it’s one of my earliest memories of sewing.
When I first opened my shop, I listed a set of these penny dolls and I’ve been itching to make more ever since they were sold. Photographing them alone feels like a treat to myself–I spent the day today looking through our whatnot shelf and china cabinet for little props, and finding spots in the house that would suggest a little life for each doll. Not a bad way to spend a Sunday.
It’s tempting to create “characters” for these dolls, and someday, I may do a few dolls with accompanying stories, but for now, I prefer to leave them open-ended. They have untold stories; and stories that will be told by the folks they end up with. They are a little indulgence–I’ve streamlined the process of most of the made to order things in my shop and these dolls make me slow down and really think about how two fabrics will look together, or how to construct a teeny-tiny hat with size zero knitting needles.
So, without further ado, here are the products of a Sunday’s indulgence!
See you all Wednesday or Thursday for a preview of my new shop design! xo
Handmade by Aly Parrott 