A few weeks ago at an estate sale around the corner from our house, I found an entire box of vintage patterns for $5 (I know, I hate it when people say things like that! Sorry!). The box itself was pretty awesome — custom-made to hold patterns, it was wooden, with dovetail joints, the whole shebang. The patterns were in really bad condition, most of them nothing special or not to my taste (feel better?), but then there was this (now prepare to feel worse):
I know. Can you believe the cuteness of this? Dated "July 1950" this is a pattern to make four dolls, Russian and Dutch. I've never seen a pattern like this before! I love the Dutch girl's clogs. Clogs are a major part of my life. I wear a clog every single solitary stinkin' day, with everything, and they are the only shoes that work for me. Recently I got a bee in my bonnet to paint some clogs, and Holly pointed me toward Hannah, who has a gorgeous collection of them:
Good grief, how cute is that. I'm going to get this one:
In brown. But it was hard to decide. I also like these:
They're all so cute. And you've got to love a girl who, while counting her collection of enamel flowers, says things like, "I started counting and got up to 200, then somebody started playing a ukelele outside and I got distracted. . . ."
It's going to be in the 90s — upper 90s — all weekend. Yipes!!! Help.