Doll accessories for the broke.

Collecting dolls can be expensive. Well, let's face it it is expensive. Even the smallest resin dolls coming in about £100, and that's without any of the extras such as clothes. So after scrimping and saving for months for your first doll it can be a little disheartening to see the prices of clothes and furniture. Granted there are many companies trying to bring down these prices and give collectors the best deal, but a full outfit can still cost you upwards of £40.

You can cut costs by making things yourself, finding free patterns all over the internet, using old clothes for fabric but for those without such skills there are other options.
Finding other dolls that have the same proportions as your chosen doll and using clothes designed for them.

Yo-SD dolls will fit many fashion doll clothes such as barbie and Moxie teenz.
MSD or SD dolls will fit Best friends club doll clothes though these will be very short.

Just see what's out there.

Jewellery can be another thing that turns out to be more expensive. A great tip is to check out your own jewellery box for old necklaces, bracelets and general stuff that you don't wear any more. A pair of pliers can be your best friend.

These little accessories were made from the details of an old choker.  



For furniture you can create from scratch, trawl antique shops or modify other doll furniture. I prefer the latter.
Out of a doll cot I made a bed and sofa with a ladder for my smaller dolls. I also have a wooden doll wardrobe that holds a lot more than you'd think.

Doll ownership is fun, and so it should be, but it is expensive. Save where you can and you won't regret it. 

MLP FIM avi's

Frreeeeeeeeeeee. Take one, you know you want to.

Feeling vaguely poetic

Memories of a family split by happen-stance, warmth under the eyes of legion. Learning like a child, seeing the world anew. Repeating. Over.
Sitting in the arms of my lover, familiar energy coursing through the air. Peace.     

'sigh'

So close yet so far. I felt the sensation of flying the other day. I miss it already. It felt like freedom.
Sadly today I'm ill. Not sure what's caused it but here it is, making me nauseous and fuzzy headed. And my paranoia is acting up. Mostly towards my mother. She's trying to protect me from things I've known about for a while. I wish she would just trust me to protect myself these days instead of weakening me and poisoning me to keep me away from it all. She still sees me as a weak child with no concept of the truth. I'm getting to grips with who and what I am and I don't mind it.
Even if it turns out that I'm what many would call a monster I wouldn't mind. That is my past, not necessarily my future. Those who have bathed in blood may become clean by bathing in water.
And the shadows hold no fear for me now.  But for my mother I think she fears the doors she has opened and the paths she has walked. Maybe, like me, she had no choice. She just needs to accept who she is and move on. The light can live with the shadows. They don't need to be so separate.

Times have changed and will continue to change. I am what I am the same as everyone else.

Gah...

I guess this is a rant. I'm getting so frustrated with myself. With my body. I watch these people around me who eat more and exercise a hell of a lot less than me wearing size ten clothes and finding life so damn easy. For goodness sake I walk at very least three miles every day, I'm lifting heavy things all day and I eat less than 1500 calories a day and I'm still, STILL, a size 16. I don't know what else I can do.
I want to be able to run without feeling so heavy. I want to be strong. Why is it every time I run my asthma plays up? My legs hurt and I can barely stand?!  It's not fare. I just want to be normal ! To be healthy!
I just want to be able to go a day without some part of me aching. A night without having to take my inhaler. I have a good diet. I don't drink, I don't smoke, I eat my damn vegetables, so why does my body hate me?! 
Even my hormones can't chill out and let me be. I don't want to be hyper one minute and crying my eyes out the next.
And the worst part? I've been to the doctor, there's NOTHING physically wrong with me. If I knew I was sick then maybe it would make it better somehow. I could understand it. I could deal with it. But no, I'm an apparently perfectly healthy, stressed, exhausted, overweight twentyone year old woman.
It just makes me want to scream sometimes.

Spring time!

It's now well into spring and it's the prefect time to get creative. This post will be for the girls (sorry boys) as we cover makeup, clothes and jewellery.

It's the time of year when the world looks like this :

and everyone's a lot more relaxed. It's the perfect time to clean out your wardrobe and replace a few older items.

It's also a brilliant time to make something new.
Today I put a air clip together, inspired by those blossoms. Here it is:





Made with bead strings, elastic, a small bell, a few little earrings and a pretty pink flower. Easy to do just by tying it all together. No glue, no mess.











Your makeup can have a revamp too. Time to put the cold blues and deep reds of the winter in the draw and bring out the soft pinks.




To get a soft effect brush a light white eyeshadow all over then add a gentle pink over the lid. Add mascara and white eyeliner to make your eyes pop.










You can have a bit of fun with your nails too. Multi coloured nails aren't just for the little ones.

Have a go for your self. Keep the colours light, but not shocking.
















Finally, remember your sun safety. A wide brimmed hat this time of year is your best friend.

And get that sun cream on.

The weeboo Vs the fan.

There's a thin line between these two and if you don't know what a weeboo is then you'll work it out as we work through this handy dandy list.

Traits of a weeboo:

• Buying anime, just because it's anime.
• see above but for manga.
• Speaking in random broken Japanese for no reason whatsoever and with no real understanding of what they're actually saying (or "the desu rule").
• Dressing up as random characters they know little to nothing about at conventions.
• Dressing in ita lolita as they've not looked up lolita, only knowing that it's one of Japan's many street fashions.
• Screaming kawaiiiii at the top of their voices at anything remotely cute.
• Buying Japanese versions of games even if they can't play them.
• Blindly hating any media from any country other than Japan for no reason.
• Eating only noodles, sushi and pocky.

Ok, let's compare this to the traits of a fan:

• Buying anime of a certain genre because they are interested in that sort of thing.
• Once again see above but for manga. These people will often also often read many types of graphic novels and other books.
• Learning Japanese language and culture to better understand the media they enjoy or visit the country.
• Dress up as their favourite character at conventions.
• Buying their region versions of particular Japanese games they think they'll enjoy. 
• Enjoying varied media from all around the world.
• Eating a balanced diet and enjoying pocky as it tastes good.

Sewing post. Robe ^_^

Yes boys and girls, it's finally done. My new robe is all put together and toasty warm, perfect for English weather. It's fake fur so no bashing me.
I love how the sleeves came out and I even had enough fabric left to make some mittens. No freezing for me. I can't wait to use it, not sure what for yet but still.
I used a kimono sort of pattern as it was easiest to sew and really came out looking good. 

Fears, trials and tribulations.

I've gotten over a lot lately. A hell of a lot.
I'm on antidepressants now so I'm feeling much more steady and it's helping me get over some of my other issues.

Yesterday I got my tattoo, something I said I would never do due to my fear of needles. It was just for me, a drop of blood for something I've been wanting for years. It was every bit worth it.
I can go out and eat in restaurants without freaking out. I am more relaxed in my job and actually want to move up. I want to be a supervisor one day. I want to move on in my life. I need to.

Look at me, I'm becoming 'normal'.