Pink Saturday with my Doll

This little pink dress was mine when I was little. I remember so well when my Mom was making it. I was excited because it was going to have this beautiful collar on it. I would sit

beside the sewing machine on the floor and hold the collar in my lap while Mom sewed.

I don't remember being poor. I remember having anything I wanted, I guess I just didn't want much. Most of my pretty dresses (including this one) were made from dresses that Mom got from other people. She would tear them up and use the fabric for us girls. We had beautiful clothes. And I remember thinking how awesome it was that my dress was made out of a PROM dress! This fabric is very satiny.

This sweet little belt that ties in the back. And it made me feel pretty to wear it.

When I got this doll, her hair was a mess! It was straight and icky looking. One night I put her head over the sink and washed it, just like it was a real person. Then, I sat on the couch, with her standing between my legs and one by one I roller her hair in perm rods. They were the only thing I had that was little enough to go in the hair. I trimmed the ends first, so the hair was all one length. Then, I left it - for WEEKS. I'm tickled that it still looks so good after all these years, cause it was a LOT of work - and I really wouldn't want to have to do it very often!

This doll belonged to my Grandma Alley. She is a walking doll. I never had a doll like this, and when she gave her to me, I wondered what in the world I would do with her. Now we know, huh?

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