Monday, October 17, 2011

Baby Flowers and the Wig

So...a while ago I decided to reborn a doll. Not because Im crazy...but because I thought it would be a fun creative project and that Brigitte might like to have a 'real baby' to play with.

So after much online research, I selected a raw vinyl kit (it comes completely unpainted) and ordered up all the supplies. It looked like this:



And once completed...was supposed to look similar to this: (emphasis on the words supposed to...)


The process is terrifying and included hand painting on super thin layers of veins, skin tones, blotches, etc - then BAKING the dismembered limbs in the oven about 30 times in between each coat.....

Once the painting and baking is done, you assemble the body parts to the body and stuff it so it weighs like 8 pounds. Our little baby flowers is SO HEAVY that Brigitte only barely started playing with her because she can finally lift her now. We stuffed her with BB pellets and poly fill. She's ridiculously floppy and beefy....I may have overdone it.  Brigitte named her Baby Flowers I think because the outfit we put her in has tiny flowers on it. She may take after her dad creatively...as in not. very.

Try not to die laughing...but THIS is baby flowers...



We had some troubles when it came to getting her hair installed. You have to seriously tak ea needle and poke each little strand in. Needless to say, after 3 days of trying and trying to give her even a few stray hairs - I gave up and she officially became the Susan G Komen doll. 
Well after months of her hideousness I finally couldnt stand the looks of her anymore....or the looks from strangers as they tried to figure out exactly WHAT kind of doll my daughter was lugging around with such a sad state of affairs going on on its head. 

So tonight, after the kids went to bed, I busted out a crusty bag of synthetic doll hair from Joanns that cost me a whopping $1.99 and my glue gun and I had a little bonding time. Now I am proud to present baby Flowers in all her glory: The first white baby born with an afro.



Not to shabby! If I do say so myself! Im glad she is presentable now - albeit one of the ugliest dolls you will ever lay eyes on. But what can I do? And dont you worry - for anyone out there who is concerned I may try to Reborn another doll....I gave it up and sold all my supplies on Ebay. But it was definitely a challenging and crafty little project to take on and Im glad Brigitte plays with her and that it wasnt all for nothing!

Heres to acquiring babies the old fashioned way! No glue required! I think Ill stick to what i know from now on. 38 weeks and counting....


And just for fun, here is a little something to brighten your day. I had bought two hair options for the doll from Joanns, A bag of loose hair (which I ended up using) and a black bobbed wig that I thought maybe I could cut down to fit. And though it failed to help out our ugly little friend....it did serve as a hysterical way to spend the evening.


 Clearly I moonlight as a Russian Spy.... or Dora the explorer







We had to bribe Brigitte with candy to snap this picture. I do not understand how she as my unusually extroverted child got shy around something as fabulous as a wig!!! But she did not want to wear it at all! How is this my child???

And Spencer was even worse than Brigitte! We had to flat out force him to wear it for just one picture! And he kept spitting like the texture of it made his skin crawl! So funny. He definitely DOES NOT have a future as a rock star. 


And finally - the crowning glory. Meet Gabby, the ugliest Lesbian you will ever meet. 


Dont be jealous. 

6 comments:

Myca said...

Oh my gosh. SERIOUSLY. LAUGHING. OUT. LOUD.

jayna said...

Oh Gabby. You doll, you.

Erin said...

oh gabby....

Kelsey said...

That one picture of Gabe is too funny!

Sherry Bobbins said...

oh my heck! I am laughing so hard I nearly fell off my chair!

Andrea said...

And this post is why, you are one my favorite "Stranger" bloggers of all time. Maybe one day, I will venture from the abyss of Parma, Idaho and knock on your door just to see this doll...

That sounded really creepy. Promise I won't do that.
(but, we do both know Jessie Lee/Miller...so..)