Attic Dolls are the shadows of dolls that centuries ago were stored away or thrown away and forgotten. Because they are no longer loved by their little girls they can't remember what they looked like and so become a shade, black and featureless. Their dresses, while still patterned, loose their vibrancy and are seen as muted in colour and in tones of black and grey. The dolls all live together in an attic just to the side of the reality you're in now, and spend their days playing dress ups together, taking turn to tuck each other into their doll pram and having high tea parties four or five times a day. What they want most though is to be loved and cherished the way their own little girls once did, to revel in high pitched giggles and squeals of delight. mAlice visits them sometimes, though she quickly tires of High Teas where the tea and sandwiches and cakes are all make-believe. She thinks the miniature crockery is divine, however, extravagant gold rims with tiny depictions of a game of croquet in blue on the porcelain.
Please meet Miss Marguerite, the first in my Attic Doll series. She is a jointed doll, with the most beautiful soft black and dirty grey rose print dress with matching bonnet, and black print pantaloons. Won’t you take her home to play?
Miss Marguerite is in the Shoppe now!
