And yes, I did think I looked graceful. But when I was around nine, I decided that I was going to be the chief paper doll maker for Mary Engelbriet. I wasn’t entirely sure if that position existed, but I was pretty confident I could make it happen. After all, I made awesome paper dolls. Meet Susan, my original paper doll:
Fairly soon afterwards, I got a printer/scanner, and began the process of scanning my paper dolls into the computer, then using the paint software on my old PC to give them a better, more polished look. The first doll I made using a computer, was Donna:
I named her after my friends mom which was a little weird, but I do like the name. Before computer:
I thought this was just so clever. Unfortunately, it was not at all original. At the time I was knitting a scarf just like the one the pair of pink pajamas is making, and had also given Donna a miniature of my black iPod Nano, and she apparently had a strange fear of earbuds and had a set of ugly black headphones just like me. I was extremely cool. But hey, that’s just being nine. I eventually began to branch out. I gave Donna a little sister. Dee Dee:
I don’t know why I decided to give her a pinkish-tan swimsuit.
Of course, all this was before I realized that Mary Engelbreit was a full-blown company, rather than just a woman, news that for some reason kind of ruined it for me. Not the paper doll making, I still loved that, but instead of working for M.E. I was going to be a small business owner with a genius product; coloring page paper dolls:
I was very proud of my invention. See, I was going to name my business ‘Sheila’s Paper World’ after the blog I had when I was eleven, in which I wrote as my alter-ego Sheila, who was a paper doll. It was not a very good blog, and I only kept it from 2007 to 2008, after which I promptly deleted it. I didn’t do a very thorough job though. I was able to recover it pretty easily. This is Sheila in blog form:
And here she is on a sheet in all her paper doll glory:
It features Sheila’s dog, Sucanot and inclued creepy extra heads so she could wear glasses and different expressions. Again, I was ten.
Here you can see the Sheila doll post-deletion of my old blog, and pre-much-needed-haircut. I was thirteen.
After the coloring page paper dolls, came the personalized paper dolls. The concept was, send me a picture of yourself, and I would make a paper doll of you. I practiced on my friends:
These two are sisters. The first one is the writer of the blog; The Somewhat Official Chronicles of Me (her pen name is Roxy). And her sister has a blog called Genius in Ballet Flats, and she goes by Larkie. And no, I have no idea why my paper doll versions of them look so tense.
Over time, I improved a little, but not much: