The Real Doll House
We weren’t sure if we were going to be able to get to any sales at all this past weekend due to our huge and awesome garage sale, but we ended up finding a little bit of time to do so.
On Thursday, there was a sale in Dundee which is about 15 miles from where I live, so I stopped by later in the afternoon by myself. The pictures looked intriguing, and Dundee is a sort of working class area. Honestly, those areas of town are the best for sales, just because people seem to have the most old stuff, and it’s usually not overpriced. There were lots of dolls in the pictures, so I figured that if nothing else, it would be fodder for a good story.
When I walked into the house, one of the first things I saw was this scale:
Erin collects these things and keeps them on top of her kitchen cupboards, so I texted her a picture. It was priced a little high, so of course she wanted me to dicker on her behalf. I tried but wasn’t successful because it was the first day of the sale, but I still bought it for her because I’m such a nice friend.
I also found quite a few cool records (mostly children’s and Christmas), but nothing ese too exciting. Until I went into the doll room.
Now, I felt self-conscious because there were two different employees in this room, fixing up all the dolls that were occupying it, so I didn’t take many pictures. But I’m serious when I say that there has been no comparison so far, in terms of houses with dolls that we’ve been to. I took a picture of an 8x10 print that was on the wall next to one of the tables of dolls:
This captures a portion of the homeowner’s collection, but still doesn’t really do the room justice. Anyway, I tried to take a few pictures of some choice items, but again, I was feeling a little odd about documenting this stuff in such a cramped room with so many employees. Here are some highlights:
An apple-head (?)–one of Erin’s favorite kind of dolls.
Here are some dolls made based on Erin’s future children. If they look familiar, it’s because you’ve seen these guys featured before. I don’t know how they made the trek from the east side to the west side. But clearly they’re looking for Erin.
Finally, I found two large Hugga Bunch dolls, but they were each marked something like $6 so I couldn’t bring myself to buy them.
In the end, the only real treasure I ended up with as far as dolls go is this semi-terrifying stuffed kitten with a music box inside it.
He’s a little ravaged but he was only $4 and his music box works perfect. He’s also been extremely well-loved, which makes me happy.
-Sarah