When I was younger, dolls were my go-to toy. Porcelain, baby, paper, Barbie, Bratz, Raggedy Ann and the occasional doll I would attempt to make myself (which was usually something out of someone's nightmares). One day I discovered that my Nana had been holding out on the most rad toy....a HUGE hand built dollhouse. It was filled with old wood furniture, big stair cases, pillows, pots and pans and even fake food. I will admit that there was some pretty realistic looking loaves of bread, and I would be lying if I said my brother and I didn't let our curiosity get the best of us, and took a little nibble (Sorry Taylor!). As we grew up, the dollhouse became obsolete and currently sits alone and sad in my mothers basement. I was feeling a bit nostalgic and guilty one day for neglecting such a treasured toy. There was no way I could get back the OG dollhouse, so I came to the conclusion that I was going to build my own. For anyone that knows me, they know I have a bit of a Napoleon Complex when it comes to my DIY skills, and love to bite off more than I can chew. It would be an understatement to say that I am more than eager to take on any challenge, despite its difficulty. Sometimes I surprise myself and it works out well, and other times I am not even disappointed because I knew better. My typical DIY motto is to just wing it... no harm, no foul right...? Winging it is exactly what I am going to do with this dollhouse! I intend to post the most honest dollhouse construction journey with zero promise of a "good" outcome. What I can promise is a very entertaining shit show, and partially mediocre results. Stay tuned!!
Does anyone recognize the house that is my inspiration?!