Saturday, February 09, 2008

Remembering Dolls…

It seems as though February’s TIF challenge has sent everyone strolling down memory lane. Me, too. Does anyone remember the Uneeda Doll Company’s “Purty” doll? Here is mine (circa 1958?). Is she not the ugliest doll you’ve ever seen? And if you squeeze her tummy, her face scrunches up even more and she’s even uglier. Looking at her now, it’s no wonder I never had children – she probably put me right off! Hehe! I did have some other beautiful dolls that, sadly, are gone forever. One of my favorites was Pollyanna, based upon the likeness of actress, Hayley Mills. And I had a Miss Revlon doll that I adored. After that, I had two Barbies, one with a long blonde ponytail, and one with a red bubble cut. I also had Barbie’s friend, Midge – and boyfriend, Ken. The last doll of my childhood was Tressy. Her hair “grew” by turning a key in her torso… And then, all of a sudden, at the ripe old age of eleven, I was no longer interested in dolls – because the Beatles appeared on the scene! I wanted to buy records, not dolls! And it wasn’t too much longer before I became very interested in Mary Quant fashions and Yardley make-up - and boys! English boys! Sigh...

2 comments:

alicem said...

I don't think we had these dolls in England and I would have to agree with you about her looks - although I wouldn't have mentioned it if you hadn't because she is your precious after all! The only doll I have left from my childhood (lots of moving around) is Peggy, a plastic moulded 1950's sweetheart, who sits in my sewing room proudly displaying her original dress (pale green, rosebud sprigs). I loved playing with dolls when I was young, tucking them up at night, telling them off for being naughty, giving them tea parties with a toy china tea service. I eventually moved on to the real thing i.e. babies, but between the dolls and the babies came the Beatles, the Stones and adventures my grown up babies don't need to know about...

Karrin Hurd said...

I still have my Miss Revlon Doll, and most of my others. All except for my Tiny Tears that my dad gave away when we moved from Maryland to California.
I have 1 called Sweet Sue, a Madam Alexander bride doll, and Nancy Ann Storybook dolls.