American Girl Dolls

Sad to say, I do not have any American Girl dolls in my possession, current or otherwise. However, I have my eye on one and another that my friend is helping me to acquire.

Codename "Dolly":

(Picture is not taken by me but is the original image used on the eBay listing. I will replace this with an image I have permission to use when it becomes available.)

Actually, she has a name. I have a plan for her. In my mind it is a brilliant plan.

My friend, Lokotei, is an awesome, awesome person. I was broke but got this bug. I bid on a few dolls but always lost out. Of course, she's there with me (well, online) and randomly tells me 'by the way I bid on that doll. You can pay me back if I win.' She didn't win that one, but with some added funding donated by my step dad, we were able to get the girl above!)

Lokotei has a friend who paints dolls as a hobby, and this friend is awesome and agreed to give Dolly some freckles and a new paint job. (The paint job won't be AG, though. I'm actually not sure what to expect! I'm excited!)

And then, when I have her home and rewigged and styled, my mother is a sewer who has caught the doll clothes bug lately.

Samantha Parkington:

This is a sad story. Full of woe and heartache. (Well, for me!)

Growing up, my sister and I didn't get a lot of big gifts. Usually it was one big gift and a lot of smaller ones for Christmas. One year for my birthday, while we lived in Japan, I got a huge surprise. Now, I never was much into dolls. Well, I was, but it was more to play with, like Barbies and such, but never as a big item. So I got a Samantha, and my mother assures me I was appropriately giddy over her.

I was around eight years old, but fortunately I was past the age where I cut off my Popple's tail or Barbie's hair every other day. I understood, even at that age, that she was an Expensive Doll, and that while I could play with her to my heart's content, she was not to be given make up with markers or a new hair cut.

Man. I had her for years. I moved her to more than five houses before I reached adulthood, and then being military we moved even more. Then I got out, and stupidly packed her away in storage, and...was not able to get my storage unit back. So I have been without my Samantha since late 2007. Of all the stuff I had in there, from comics to collectibles to clothing and more, she is my greatest regret in what I lost.

But fear not! I have my eye out for her. I honestly don't remember if she had a white body or not, and I really don't care. At the moment I am scouring eBay for one, and what matters most to me is that she is a pre Mattel Samantha if only because that's what I had.