We interrupt your regularly scheduled blogging to bring you a different kind of post! 😉 Today I’d like to share with you something I wrote for one of my classes, where we were allowed to choose any topic we wanted.
I thought you all might enjoy it. 🙂
(and because I can’t stand to leave this post without a photo, here’s one of my favorites. 🙂 )
If you could see what I see right now, you would be looking at a room that at first glance might look like one that belongs to a child. Odd as it may seem, this room is my favorite part of my house. This room is my studio, and it’s where I spend my free time. The shelves are full of dolls, posed in ball gowns, ancient Grecian costumes, and everything in between. The cabinet below is stuffed with fabric: fluffy tulle, shiny satin, and floaty chiffon. The table is a hodgepodge of sewing tools, doll clothing, and photography props. In the center of it all rests the root of the room: the sewing machine.
I’m what you might call a weird sort of teenager. I don’t spend my free time playing video games or watching Netflix (not that there’s anything wrong with that). Ever since I was a kid, I’ve loved playing with dolls. There’s something so amazing about being able to escape into a world of miniatures, where anything can happen. I was lucky enough to have very imaginative siblings, who taught me that imagination and creativity can take you anywhere, no matter what kind of toy you’re playing with. Fast forward about seven years. I still liked dolls and had kept my childhood favorite ones, but I wasn’t actively purchasing dolls or doing much with them. My major hobby at that time was sewing and crafting. It was then that I stumbled upon a new world of creativity. I found that there is an entire community of thousands of people online who do incredible things with dolls that you can find in any Target or Wal-Mart. I discovered people just like me who who love to sew, but apply that skill to an amazing, tiny scale.
Thus, my childhood love was reignited. I began hunting for bargains on my favorite brands of dolls, and began sewing and photographing my creations. Fast forward nine months, and I am the proud writer of my blog. My blog has had almost 8000 views since I started, and while it’s a small start, I’m amazed and thrilled that so many people want to read about what I love.
I know it might seem childish. I know that it might seem weird that a teenager still squeals over a new doll intended for an eight year-old. I realize that most teenagers don’t reserve an entire box for doll shoes. Will I grow up some day? Nope. Not as long as I can get a thrill out of creating a miniature world of my own.