Paper Dolls.
Since young i’ve never owned or play with barbie dolls. Not that I mind cos I don’t like them at all! I played with leaves & sands & real abandoned food stalls complete with pots & pans & bowls..perfect for jia jia jiu! But I do play with dolls of one kind - paper dolls. & oh my I adore them so much! My fascination with clothings started since very young. I collected over 30, 40 sets from as low as 25cents for each A5 sheet of these perforated dollies! I’ve got so many that my sis even made an album with pockets to house my dolls according to ‘wardrobe’. SIGH..I didn’t know since when who, or perhaps myself?! threw it all away…. :’(
At the age of wishing & trying to grow up & out of ur kiddy self, perhaps we tend to throw anything that spells childish away. We only cherish things after we’ve lost them? Or do we miss them now because we have lost them? Somehow or rather, funny enuff, I felt those old things that I still have with me are quite useless compared to those precious that were unfortunately discarded conscious or unconsciously along the way. (Many thanks to my ‘helpful’ dad as well) Is it that I was such a gal with bad judgements who always end up with wrong choices or is perhaps the 2nd statement I made above is more correct? That I only know how to appreciate their sentimental value when I can’t have them anymore. In the process of searching for an identity over those years of growing up, its exactly those that represented me got abandoned. How foolish.
Anyone know where to get these colourful paper dolls? Tell me ok? I wanna build my wardrobes again…
