So Random, July-August '25

At the beginning of July I was unsure what my immediate future held, so I combined two months again.  First picture was taken on June 30th, a few hours after the last random post went up.  I had yet another new dress for Chatty Cathy.  I was only then realizing that I had nothing patriotic for her, but this getup will do nicely. 

Or rather, it was new to her.  I'd had it laying aside since she looked so cute in white, but I was ready for a change.  I had someone comment on Cathy's hair when I shared this image on Failbook, by the way; the friend noted how red Cathy's hair is, and I don't remember it being this red.  I do know that Mattel hair from this era can change colors with time, so maybe that's the deal.  But if that's the case, then the change only took ten years.  But either way my Chatty Cathy is a strawberry blonde now and I'm not gonna knock it.

Also from June 30th came a Failbook memory, dating back to 2016.  Alistair decided to channel his inner C.C. DeVille.

I'd just gotten a fukubukuro wig bag for my ball-jointed dolls, and Alistair promptly claimed this one.  I'd gotten some beautiful champagne-colored eyes in another package, and the pairing made Alistair pop.  Up until this point I'd had a hard time bonding with him, but this combination made him.

Failbook memory again, this one from July 1st, 2021.

I'm glad I found this picture, as it's the only one I know of that shows all three Magic Nursery triplets in their original outfits.  Not long after this I threw Lulu (left) in a Build-a-Bear Small Fry dress and she hasn't been out of it since.

Another Failbook memory, from July 1st, 2016.  This one also concerns Alistair, and my attempts to tame his hair.

I thought Alistair might make a good decora boy, but as y'all can see Alistair is having none of it.  He reminds me a little of that scene from Beauty and the Beast, where the Beast is getting gussied up for his date with Belle...and a hairstyling session goes a smidge awry.  

July 2nd, in the aftermath of my visit to the hospital with a torn-up ankle, and possibly Day One of a depressed spell (I didn't really start perking up again until July 22nd).  One of my Failbook groups declared it Maryellen Week.  Alas, I have no Maryellen, but Silver Bird does.

Had I the room I would add Maryellen and Addy to my collection in a heartbeat.  I freaking love them both. 

My ankle was killing me that afternoon, so I passed the time by monkeying with the dolls I had within arm's reach (quite a few, LOL).  During this time Aimee gently reminded me that she hadn't been played with in awhile.  By the next evening I was in much less pain, so I moved Aimee up front and let her pose with Flower Magic Mary. 

My, oh my, the aesthetics sure changed in the twenty years separating the seventies and the nineties.  Big eyes were prevalent both decades, but...oh, I don't know.  There's more than just the clothes that tell me Aimee is older than Mary.  But of course dolls are ageless!

July 4th, 2016.  Another Failbook memory, another goofy wig for Alistair. 

I didn't like this one on him as much as I did the golden wig, and I think Alistair was ready for me to just pick a look for him already. 

Same day, present day.  I changed Terri Lee out of her patriotic dress and into something else.

This is a case of "I saw it in a window and had to have it."  I saw those jewel tones and knew my doll had to be the one who got it.  It's not tight across the shoulders like the patriotic dress is.

Same evening.  My mobility sucked on Independence Day, so I'd let quite a group of dolls accumulate on the back of the couch.

Flower Magic Mary and someone else's My Child doll are the focus here, but Candela Laura can also be seen on the right of the image.  On the left Aimee chose not to look at the camera this time; I joked that she was trying to be artsy like the members of Pink Floyd did back in the day.  In the linked image Syd Barrett is staring into space, while Roger Waters is turned away from the camera in an Alfred Hitchcock sort of way.

July 10th.  One of those pictures that I grabbed while I was getting ready for work.

Chou Chou and Xue don't look like the happiest little dolls, but they've become fast friends due to their somber expressions and their similar heights.

As I stated in a prior post, it gets chilly in Casa Pizarro, and Candela Laura decided to steal my blanket.

We can share, LOL!

July 13th.  I was watching a distant lightning show, and my pretty Francie was watching me.

Like me, Francie is thankful for what she's got (a home, new friends, a soft coat), but she also dreams of a life without pain.  Unlike Ilaria, Francie's broken knee does hurt her some.  Not long after this I stabilized it with some brightly-colored duct tape, and now Francie is happy again.  Treesa, Francie and the rest of the Pennsylvania Gang send their love.

July 15th.  This is Mariannina. 

Mariannina is another Furga doll, one that is quite popular on one of my Failbook groups.  Seriously, EVERYONE in that group has some variant of this doll.  Mariannina is small enuff to ride in the bag on my walker, and sometimes she does exactly that.

July 26th.  Alistair sort of got a redress.

All I had to do was take off his cardigan, cap, and scarf.  He was wearing a red T-shirt and a black tank underneath all along.  As if y'all couldn't tell, Alistair's favorite color is red.

July 27th.  Suzette made a reappearance after a long battle with mold.

I'd just cleaned her eyes, and one of them momentarily stuck shut.  Normally these dolls don't wink unless one manually holds their eye shut, but Suzette did it for me.

August 1st.  Johnny Hailey made a reappearance, with my present for Courtney Moore in tow. 

That, in his arms, is a Pillow People character, Mr. Sandman.  The Pillow People were pillows and stuffed dolls rolled into one, and they had a number of different themes.  Thunderclap, from the Nighttime Sounds category, is my favorite, though I'll maintain to my dying day that things that go bump in the night don't necessarily want to be my friends.  Yes, apparently the tagline for that subgroup of Pillow People was "These noises in the night want to be your friend."  When I was growing up the absolute last thing I wanted to hear in the middle of the night was a friggin' thunderclap, and I still don't 100% love it because it means I have to pop out of bed and unplug my phone, lest it get fried by an errant lightning strike.  But I still love the Pillow People character.

As for Johnny, his clothes are a little worse for wear than Alistair's, because Johnny was right next to my open window during a couple of very hot summers.  He's dusty and his clothes need a bath, and as usual Johnny is none too happy about it.

"Admit it, you forgot about us."

Y'know, I never realized until just now what a sad expression this head has!  Not the paint, but the head mold itself.  Here's how it looks without spectacles.  

Those eye wells...but then again, that's what I wanted.  All of my ball-jointed dolls have backstories with a healthy amount of tragedy, and Johnny lets his feelings show.  Alistair tries to hide his.

Oh, and that musical instrument by Johnny's side?  He's taken up playing the balalaika.

I have no idea why, but I like a well-played balalaika so I won't complain.  Marillion may have had something to do with it; I love their song "Estonia," and it features a balalaika.

August 2nd, 2025.  The resin takeover of Casa Pizarro continues.  This is Wozzeck, my eternally sleepy, eternally chill Wishel.  Despite my claim on his original post, Wozzeck is not a Festivous Wishel, but rather an Unbeknown.  Festivous had angel wings and a halo, and Wozzeck does not have those features.  Unbeknown Wishels COULD have angel wings and halos, but they could also have demon wings and little horns, or a single horn like a unicorn, or none of the above!  Unbeknown or Festivous, Wozzeck is a Wishel, and Wishels are tough to find.

His hair isn't that red IRL.  Surprise of all surprises, none of my ball-jointed dolls are gingers...not yet, anyway.  I do have a red wig, waiting for a doll to wear it, but that'll have to wait...that is if bugs haven't eaten it.  More on that at eleven.  I apologize for the glut of ball-jointed doll chatter.  I spent a decent amount of money on those dolls and am only now trying to pay attention to them again.  In the time that I've been away most of the Etsy shops I went to for BJD stuff have closed, so finding things for Alistair, Johnny, and Wozzeck is going to be no easy feat, but I've got several crates of stuff so it's all good. 

August 7th.  The first picture I got of Ayla Diamond.

I like these My Mini Babies a lot, but I only want the one.  I don't want her to have to share clothes with someone else, LOL!

And now for the eleven o'clock news!  August 9th I retrieved Chloe from Casa del Luna...and the aforementioned bugs had destroyed her wig!

Darn it, the shop where I got that wig isn't open anymore!!!  

August 16th.  Johnny got some new threads.

As usual Johnny doesn't want his picture taken, but since I'm bigger than him I prevailed.  His new clothes came from ETDolls, and since most of my favorite haunts for BJD clothes are no more I may hit this ship up often.

August 22nd.  Mama nearly measured herself in the middle of the night and knocked over some of my dolls in the process.  While I was setting things back up I got this picture of Bunnie Candie and Malinda Irisa.  Please ignore the Blue Emu in the background.  That stuff is good stuff.

Once again it's possible to see the difference between a neon Preemie and a non-neon.  These girls need Halloween clothes, but unfortunately finding themed clothes for Preemies is pretty tricky.  Take that back, Christmas items are semi-easy, but Halloween and fall?  Forget it!  I really need to whip out my sewing machine and start making doll clothes myself.

I must say, the past two months have been very dynamic.  At the beginning of July I was depressed, tired, and hot, and now the end of August has come and I'm...well, not depressed.  But I get frustrated more easily, and that's new.  I don't like that.  What can I say, going from gimpy but ambulatory to full-tilt crippled in less than a year is infuriating, and I don't think fibroid surgery is gonna be the cure-all I was hoping for.  But it's a step in the right direction.  Come the middle of September I'll know for sure what the future holds.

All of my love,
RagingMoon1987

So random, May-June '25

May and June were both kinda slim.  Since I use a walker to get around now I can't carry my dolls here and there like I used to.  I'm brainstorming a solution for that, but in the meantime I merged May and June this year.  We begin on May 3rd.  My Sasha family grew to three.

The black baby's name is Cara, according to multiple sources.  I would've thought she was Cora sized down, just as Sasha Baby is Sasha sized down, but she's not.  Cara is an entity all her own.  These Sasha babies could prove addictive, by the way, as they fit nicely into my hands and are just as high-quality as the big dolls, AND they have the same neutral expressions.  With my hip being sore and the number of loonies rising in my town, I've worn the same expression on my face lately, one that is blank but can convey irritation, ennui, impatience, frustration, or full-tilt outrage.  But then on the opposite end of the coin, it can also mask amusement.  What can I say, I have a resting bitch face, and to a certain extent, so do Sasha dolls.

May 5th.  I had a mondo backache and wanted nothing more than to lie down, but alas, I had to wait for FedEx to come (they needed my friggin' signature for something).  George and Anna kept me company. 

I think Anna was as tired of waiting as I was at that point.  Nothing bothers George.  The package did come, by the way, and the contents were...very special, shall we say!  As for these two, these two are the type that I'd like to take outside and photograph in a tree, in the grass, ANYWHERE, but right now I can't.  George and Anna give great hugs, though!

May 7th.  Macy arrived in the mail, as did Bubblecut Dawn's head, worn atop the body that Treesa sent.

Dawn was a little miffed that I photographed her without clothes, but I promised her she'd have something nice to wear soon, and in the time that's elapsed "soon" has come.

Etsy shop is LoriPalekDolls.

May 11th, memory from 2021.  I described her as Barbie on acid in the Failbook post.

I did buy this doll, by the way.  I named her Tano and intended to review her, but...well, you see one Barbie doll and you've pretty much seen 'em all.

May 18th.  The Binky Buddies.

From left, Ayla, Candela Laura, and Solana Sunburst.  I've said it before but I'll say it again:  I love it when a doll can take a pacifier.  I loved Cabbies with the #4 head before I was even a fan of the dolls themselves; a brief notice ran in an issue of Doll Reader showing a full-sized Kid in a diaper and booties, plus a pacifier.  The caption noted, "Although she wears a diaper and booties, she is a Kid."  She predated Preemies and was thus a full sixteen inches, but oh, was she cute!  She had blonde hair, just like Candela Laura does.

May 19th.  Candela Laura strikes a pose with another baby doll, Mary/Baby All Gone.  Mary probably could take a pacifier too, but Baby All Gone didn't have one.

This was the same night that Fayetteville got hit, by the way.  These two helped me keep my mind settled.

Same evening.  Not a doll, but something for one.

These belong to my new doll with the long legs and the watermelon outfit, the one that came on May 5th.  The green hat and the red hat are made of yarn that glows in the dark, and they glow very well.

May 22nd.  One of my Failbook groups asked for double pony Cabbage Patch Kids, so I acquiesced with these three.  From left, Valencia Rose, Valencia's Playmate Titania Rosalind, and Elisabeth Clara. 

I always will wonder why Cabbie fans call this 'do double ponies instead of pigtails or dog ears.  I've always heard dog ears from the older generation and pigtails from my own generation.  But Cabbie fans call these double ponies, and double ponies is what I'll go with.  

May 23rd.  Ernest John got something new in the mail. 

I love the elephant onesies!  And yes, those are my battleship hips he's sitting on, though Christa from Newfoundland pointed out that there's only room on each hip for one Cabbie.  She has a point, as at one time two could've fit on each hip.  Diets suck, but they're worth it in the end.  On this particular evening Mary was content to sit by me rather than on me, though she also spent part of the evening on my lap.  In addition to cuddling my dolls when life's a drag, I also cuddle 'em when life's good or just for the heckuvit.

I freaking love this doll, Treesa.  I don't know what it is about her, but I love her.

May 25th, dark and rainy with a fair amount of thunder.  We were half-expecting it to get violent again, but it didn't, thank God.  Even so, Ernest John and So Surprised Suzie got cozy.

Ernest John is my eternal ladies' man.  Girl dolls love him.  Suzie in turn loves baby dolls that are close to her in size or smaller, though she treats everyone she meets with a fair amount of enthusiasm.

May 27th.  Chatty Cathy got a clean bill of health after a long battle with mold.  To celebrate I put her in a dress she's never worn before. 

Those shoes look ridiculous IRL.  I need to find a Minnie Mouse costume for them.  Otherwise Cathy looks...well, about as good as a Chatty Cathy doll can.  I'm glad I didn't have to send her to a professional dolly doctor, though I may in the future anyway.  Her face is terribly pale, but I've read that that's kinda normal for these dolls.  Will you play with me???  LOL

May 28th.  Yet another new Cabbie came in the mail.  Malinda Irisa is her name, and November 1st is her birthday.  She is a neon Preemie. 

Neon Preemies have bodies that are a more vivid shade of pink than that of the average Cabbie.  I was actually looking for a Preemie with green eyes and the body didn't matter much, but Malinda had green eyes, the neon body, AND all her papers for fifty bucks.  Can't beat that with a stick!  

May 30th.  Someone online asked for a comparison between a neon Preemie and the regular one, so I obliged. 

Ernest John is your regular...actually, he's a little darker than your average Preemie, but his body is more or less the standard tan.  Malinda Irisa is very, very pink, pinker than your average Preemie.  That's all a neon Preemie is, but like Cabbies with popcorn hair some collectors go ga-ga over them.  For me the neon bit was just a nice bonus, as I was after a Caucasian #3 Preemie to complete the eye color triad.  Remember:  Caucasian Preemies with the #1 head have blue eyes, dolls with the #3 head have green eyes, and dolls with the #4 head have brown eyes.  Afro-American Preemies are brown-eyed, full stop, and no Preemie that I'm aware of used the #2 head.

June 3rd, as I was getting ready for work and humming "Ode to Billy Joe."  I noticed how cute my dolls looked all jumbled together, so here are some of my Cabbies and one American Girl. 

Back row, from left: Karen Sheila, Rowena Skylar, Gavin Andrew, and Julie. Front row from left: Alice Helene, Ernest John, Tabitha Renee, and Malinda Irisa.  Allie Kathleen's left arm can be seen sticking between Alice Helene and Karen Sheila.  Tabitha Renee looks like a TB patient, she's so pale, and Christa from Newfoundland thinks she looks high as well...which she kinda does!  I'm also noticing that FOUR of these dolls are redheads.  I love redheads, but I did NOT deliberately cluster them together.  It just kinda worked out that way.

Also pale is my new-to-me girl.

This is McGuffey Ana (pet name will be simply "Ana"), and she's a big girl!  She's about nineteen inches in height and is fully composition.  Heavens, it's been forever since I talked about compo on the blog!  The eBay seller suspects that Ana had some restoration work done, and indeed her composition is a little too perfect, and I found a repaired crack on her cheek.  But she's still wicked awesome, and that restoration work will add a few years to her life.  I've never owned a composition Madame Alexander doll before, by the way, and McGuffey Ana dates from the late thirties to early forties, so she's my oldest MA.  More information on McGuffey Ana can be found here.

June 5th.  I decided that I wanted to ID the cute baby doll that Setsu-P sent me last spring, so I brought him to work with me. 

Here he's peeping out of one of the pockets I have in the bag I hang on my walker.  The doll is a Little Mommy Mini, by the way; these are still in production and have cute little faces.

At the opposite end of the emotional spectrum is Chou Chou.  I'd worked on her review that evening and Chou had had about enuff.

Chou Chou reminds me of Tardar Sauce, even more so than Anita does.  She's not always this miserable though, even though she looks the part.  She's leaning against the box where my Dawn dolls live, by the way.  I've got quite a few of 'em now.

June 7th, 2018.  This was in my Failbook memories.

G1 Catty Noir, clad in a getup that probably belongs to Lagoona Blue. 

June 8th.  My resident sleepyheads, Hedda Get Bedda and Bedsie Beans.

I don't know why I leave Hedda's sleeping face out all the time, but I like her the best that way.

June 8th was the first nice day we'd had in almost a week, so Mama and I went out to eat.  I took a couple'a friends along.

That sun was BRIGHT that day!

Same day.  I was working on the Amooooore Doll review and got this candid of Xue. 

Xue could see Chou Chou, just out of the frame to the left, and Chou was in one of her moods.  Xue was afraid to approach her.

June 9th.  A familiar face steps out of the ether.

Alistair was tired after making the move from Casa Luna to Casa Pizarro, but he felt well enuff to wave to the crowd.  His state of dress gives y'all an idea about how long it's been since I played with him.

Twist 'n' Style Tiffany arrived in the mail that day, and I promptly posed her with Alexis/Pretty Crazy Curls.

Tiffany is a short little gal!  Alexis is about the size of a Wellie Wisher, and Tiffany is a couple'a inches shorter.

June 10th.  I got a second-wave Buried Secrets doll, and lemme tell y'all, the lids on that wave are pink.  I saw those and thought "Dang it, I got ANOTHER Draculaura."  But this isn't Draculaura, not by a long shot.

I didn't mind Cozy Creepover Draculaura's stiff body, but poor Frankie looks like they're terribly uncomfortable.  Their upper body looks like some spinal disorder, like scoliosis or worse.  I like Frankie's pink prosthetic leg, but the rest of this body...yucko, not a fan.  I understand now why fans hate polypropelene hair too, as Frankie's hair is stiff and difficult to control.  Look at Frankie's paint, though!

They've got a lovely face.  I was having trouble picking a G3 Frankie Stein, and then one just lands in my lap and they're...well, they've got a lovely face.  I wish these Buried Secrets bodies were jointed though, especially since G1 budget dolls were jointed.  Nevertheless I've become a fan of the Buried Secrets bunch, and I'm already excited for the third wave.  It looks like it's gonna be a masquerade theme.

That same evening I posed Stella Rae and Candela Laura together.

Stella Rae was still in a Christmas dress (in June!), so I...well, I fixed that!

June 13th.  My friend Donna presented me with this.

Her name is Emily, and she came from Kmart.

According to her tags she plays "Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy."

June 16th.

Different eyes, different hair, different dolls.  From left, my usual Candela Laura, Martina, one of my equally-loved Furga dolls, and Vincent, one of my My Child dolls.

Same day, different doll.  Elisabeth Clara got a new dress.

Bumblebees?  Gnomes?  POLKA DOTS???  Yes, please!

June 20th, the first truly hot day of the year.  In past years we might've already had a few scorchers.  I wasn't sure where else in the blog to fit Li'l Imp, so she goes here.

Li'l Imp is from Vogue, like Ginny and like Brikette.  ATM I have neither the room nor the money for her sister Brikette, but Li'l Imp will suffice. 

I must say, Vogue didn't do red hair or green eyes half-cocked!

June 21st.  I took Li'l Imp to work with me and she was bushed.  

I think Imp and Vincent are both contenders for the title of "ultimate ginger."

June 26th.  We go from the ultimate ginger to sour apple green.

I warned y'all (and myself) that Mia could be hazardous to my wallet!  I have three now, and I'm sizing up the one with short blue and black hair too since she's a bit edgier than the others.

Well!  Combining two months proved to be a bigger job than I predicted!  I may have to do the same thing at the end of August, as I'm unsure what the next two months will bring.  I have an MRI scheduled for July 2nd, and until then I won't really know what my future will hold.  Hip surgery is inevitable at this point, but I still have no clue when it'll be.  Just gotta go about my routine until then!

Much love, 

RagingMoon1987