I've been making a bit of progress in clearing out my dolls. So far, I've focused mostly on larger play dolls because they take up a lot of space. It's really hard to figure out who to keep and who to sell, though. They all seem to be special to me for one reason or another.
So far, the dolls in this size range who are the most difficult for me to think about selling are the My Twinns. This is partly because I had so much fun fixing several of them up (the My Twinn Project series was one of my favorite things to write about on this blog) but also because I'm really impressed with the quality and charm of the older Denver dolls. I love the diversity of face molds, the poseable bodies, and of course the beautiful eyes.
Today, I'll mostly be catching you up on what I've been doing with a few My Twinn dolls, but I also have two other tangentially-related things to chat about briefly. I'll start by tying up a loose end. Do you remember the girl I showed you at the very end of the My Twinn Project? She's a bedraggled Denver-era Caitie doll who I re-named Phoebe: