I always have a current obsession. And like most obsessions, I go a little nutty.
Lately, it has been all bout doll heads - vintage and antique ones. And the more I find the more I want.
Many people find them a bit creepy, but I find them completely enchanting - sweet even, and no creepiness factor at all.
Just like most vintage and old things, the more worn they are, the more I love them.
It's easy to look at them and see the months and years that they have been loved.
Once upon a time, they were part of a complete doll that was held and hugged and dressed and kissed.
I look at them and wonder the confidences that they have kept all these years, the secrets that they've been told, the girls that once held them and grew into women and perhaps gave them to their daughters.
It's always wonderful to remember the little girl that still lives inside of us.
No, I don't think they're creepy at all.