I never name any of my dolls. I know that everyone is going to be pissed off with me for saying this, but even as I find Blythes irresistably cute, I find it a tad too creepy to name them. Maybe its just all my friends suggesting that she is going to wake up alive next to me at night that scares me a little, but I thought that naming the dolls is a tad overwhelming, like I am putting too much life into her. (Please don’t kill me for saying this!)
Well, anyway, I threw that out of the window after spending hours and hours sewing wefted hair onto her scalp without a thimble. For those attempting to reroot or sew wefted hair on your dolly, PLEASE REMEMBER to do yourself a favour and buy a thimble. I was quite sure I was going to lose my thumb after 2 days of sewing.
Hours spent on sewing and more agonizing hours spent on trying to fit her scalp back later (I could not get the damaged flange out of the gutter!!) I felt like I had bonded with her. I had damaged her permanently after my amateur attempt at scalping and wefting her hair. The scalp wouldn’t fit properly, leaving a 0.01mm gap between her scalp and face plate in the front and at the back where the stuck flange refused to move, there is a highly visible gap that runs like a scar at the back of her head.
On top of that, I had realised that using the hair wefting method suggested on the Cool Cat, is best only if you want bangs for your dolls, As even after ironing the hair to a side part, it falls all over her face, covering that pretty face of hers. To top it off, my biggest nightmare was the side hair parting on her scalp parting to expose the wefted roots. If you look at the picture below, you will get what I mean.
My Mum had commented that she looked like she had just undergone a massive head surgery than a make over. I actually burst out crying at one stage over what I had done to her. I had bought her because I thought that she was the most naturally beautiful doll I had ever seen. I totally love her eye colours and in my attempt to glamourize her, I had scarred her instead! Totally unforgivable!
I like my things to be perfect. I had considered selling her off because I cannot deal with the flaws I had inflicted on her. I was playing with the idea of just running out to buy a new one. But I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I felt like I had put something into her and I cannot just throw her out like this.
Reflecting on my current state of mind, I felt a little like her. Still beautiful on the outside, still glamorous but scarred and all messed up beneath. Can I throw myself out simply because there are chips off my shoulder and because my mind is all messed up at the moment? No I can’t.
So I had damaged her in my attempt to customize her whilst in depression. It’s a fact but it’s also undeniable she is still beautiful after I conceal her flaws. And her hair is so silky that I am almost jealous. She reminds me of Silky who lives on Far Away Tree in my childhood Enid Blyton books and I knew she had to be Silky, for all the times that story brought joy to me as a child.
So Silky’s far from perfect, but she is still impossibly gorgeous with her flaws. More importantly, she is still smiling and not letting the flaws get her down. I know you may think it sounds strange, but isn’t that something we should learn to do?
So there you go, you have Silky.
And yes, she will get a proper haircut soon. =)