The Dolly Crazy Tag!

I was tagged by Hailey at Hailey's Joyful Dolls. Thank you so much for the tag, Hailey. It took me a while to answer it, but it was fun. 

The Logo:

The rules: 

- Use the tag photo above.

- Answer all the questions truthfully.

-Tag 1-5 people.

- Link the creator/author, Viola Smiles

- Have Fun!

  What was your most embarrassing memory of your dolls?

I can't think of any. That is not to say that it hasn't happened...but I can't remember any particular time. I suppose I don't get embarrassed easily. I've had people walk past and glance at me when I am taking photos of my dolls outside, but I don't find that embarrassing. 

What do enjoy about your dolls/doll?

I like telling stories with them and taking photos with them. I like the unique features some dolls have: Carpatina dolls have detailed historical clothes, and Monster High dolls have cat ears or snake-hair. I also love the fact that dolls are something you can hug when you're upset and they don't judge you for it. 

What is your favorite memory of your dolls?

I remember looking at an old American Girl Doll catalogue for Sarah (the only catalogue I had, which was released at the time Felicity was retiring. At the time I had asked for Sarah, Felicity was already retired...so it was pretty outdated). And then I remember finding her and asking for her as a gift. 

Sarah was my first American Girl doll. 

Is there ever a time when you don’t like your dolls?

No, I haven't had that happen. I've had times where I worried I may dislike or give up interest in my dolls. But that never happened. 

Do you have a favorite picture of your dolls?

I'm going to cheat and answer with a few photos, since I don't have one favorite. 

This is one of my favorite photos of this doll of Legolas. (It originally came from this post.) I like it for many reasons: one is that I got this doll as a gift since I'm a fan of Lord of the Rings. (The obsession did not go away and instead morphed into me writing a novel about elves.) I also like it because at one point, a child of a friend of mine looked at it and said, "That's a real person." 

I like this photo also. It came from this photo shoot that I did for Halloween. I like the atmosphere of it. I had been playing around with camera filters at the time. 

And I also like this one. It was from this spring photo shoot. I like the angle that I took in this photo, and the portrait view it has. 

Has there ever been a time when you kinda forgot about your dolls?

There have been times when I forgot about my dolls briefly (but not purposefully, more that things were going on in my life). In 2020, I had so much happening that doll blogging seemed hard to do, so I only blogged seven times that year and inconsistently. 

When blogging about your dolls do you ever feel uninspired/out of ideas for the next post?

Yes, I have felt uninspired, several times. But I usually find inspiration by taking my dolls out for a photo shoot, doing a tag post, or something else along those lines. 

Off the top of my head I can't think of any active doll bloggers to tag who haven't already done this. So, if you want to do this tag feel free to do it. I'll be looking forward to seeing your answers. 😉

The questions: 

  What was your most embarrassing memory of your dolls?

What do enjoy about your dolls/doll?

What is your favorite memory of your dolls?
Is there ever a time when you don’t like your dolls?

Do you have a favorite picture of your dolls?

Has there ever been a time when you kinda forgot bout your dolls?

When blogging about your dolls do you ever feel uninspired/out of ideas for the next post?

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Do you have a favorite photo of your dolls? Do you have any favorite memories of your dolls? 

-Quinley 

What's Happening in This Picture #17 (+ Winning Caption)

 Hello everyone, 

I am excited to announce the winner for this round: 

Congratulations, Anonymous, you won this round! Here's the caption: 

           “This is a rare moon bloom flower. It only blooms at night! It smells good, smell it!”

     Now for a new photo to caption: 

What is Molly doing? Why is she wearing glasses? Is she pretending to be a spy? A movie star? Post your captions in the comments down below. 

-Quinley

What's Happening in This Picture #16 (+Voting)

Hello everyone. 

Thank you to everyone who left amazing captions on the last post. Now it is time for voting.  😀

Here are the captions: 

Caption from Anonymous: 

           “This is a rare moon bloom flower. It only blooms at night! It smells good, smell it!”

                                                        Caption from Treesa at Fashion Doll Memoirs: 

Maryellen (singing): Edelweiss, edelweiss.

Caption from Don:

"Flowers are best seen at night. They seem to be yours alone." 

 And here is the way you can vote for your favorite one. You can either vote on this Google form here (which is anonymous, it won't record any information about you), or you can comment down below and choose your favorite caption from this post: 

-Quinley 

What's Happening in This Picture #16 (+ Winning Caption)

 I hope everyone had a Happy New Year's! I am excited to announce the winner of this round:

Congratulations! Ananka at Ananka's Photos you won this round:

"Owl, I never worry about the future because I can see into the future. Exactly how many Fortune Cookies did you eat to find that one?"

                                                          Now for a new photo to caption:

     

Why is Maryellen holding the flower like this? Is she performing a monologue with it? 

Why is she doing that in the middle of night? Post your captions in the comments down below. 

-Quinley 

The White Lady (a lyrical photoshoot)

Happy Halloween! This is the first time I've done a photo shoot, and have written poetry to go along with it. Usually, I simply write what I like about the photos, but this time, it is poetry and photos. If you are confused about the title, a white lady is a female ghost seen wearing white. :

                                         She floated along the moor, 

                                             And is the talk of the town's core, 

                                                  She haunts the creeks, 

                                                        And frightens the meek, 

                                                          Her red hair flowing, 

                                                         and her body glowing, 

                                                   That would often lead travelers astray, 
                                                 On the most damp and rainy day, 

                                                    What cause of her death may be? 
                                                   Well, you shall see... 

                                                 She received word that her lover, 
                                             from her most heart wrenched mother, 

                                               had been drowned in the waves, 
                                               this caused tears, 
                                              

                                                    from which her mother peered, 
                                                Unknowing what the fates had in store, 

                                              For it was soon that she ran out the door, 
                                             Into the damp and forbidden moor, 

                                       What happened exactly is unknown, 

                            But many hear her long moans echoing through the night, 
                           giving many a fright. 

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What did you think of the poem? And which photo was your favorite? 

-Quinley

The Celtic Princess (A photoshoot)

Hi everyone, 

today I thought would be a perfect day to post a photo shoot: 

                                          I like the way her hair looks in this photo.

I like the way her dress looks in this. 

This one has an interesting angle. 

This one will be her profile photo. 

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Which photo is your favorite? 

Love, 

Quinley 

Welcome Home Maryellen and Willa

  Hi everyone, finally I wrote a doll welcome home photo story!!!!
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 Bam!!

I turned around, “Uhh..are you alright Viola?” I asked.

“The famous Shakespearian actress Viola is fine!” said Viola, emerging with a giant tree which was twice her size. 

“How art thou, Sarah?” she asked, trying to sound Shakespearian. 

“Umm..Fine’th” I answered, Trying to sound as Shakespearian as possible…but judging from Viola’s expression I had failed…

“Now anyway, why don’t we put up the tree?” I asked.

“Of course fair Sarah” replied Viola, I was not quite sure what to say to that, so I got the ornaments out and started decorating the tree. Just as put I up one of the ornaments, there was a loud knocking on the door.

“I’ll get it” I said, it was probably the mailman. I opened the door, and two girls were standing there, they both had strawberry blond hair, and hazel eyes. 

“Hi” said The older girl. “We were looking for a girl named Quinley? Do you know her? Are we at the right house?”

There was a silence, then I replied…

“Yes you are at the right house, I’m Sarah, this is Viola” I said, gesturing to Viola. 

“Nice to meet you, I’m Maryellen this is my little Sister Willa.”  said Maryellen. The girl next to her shyly waved but didn’t seemed to be paying attention. It was like she was thinking of something else. 

“Anyway, you must be cold. She can come in,” I said, opening the door.

Maryellen and Willa, walked in. Willa took off her hat, which revealed a cute bunny ear headband she was wearing. Maryellen took of the shawl she was wearing, then helped Willa get out of jacket and scarf.

“So…” I said. “Why are you looking for Quinley?” 

Maryellen looked up, “oh…” she replied, she was quiet for a minute.

She explained her whole adventure to get there…it was long and dangerous. 

“Sounds like something from one of Shakespeare’s plays” said Viola.

Maryellen looked somewhat confused when Viola said that. I leaned over and said “She likes Shakespeare, if you are wondering.” 

“Oh,” replied Maryellen smiling. “I’m sure I’ll get along just fine."

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I hope you liked the story, anyway way here are some pictures of Maryellen and Willa:

Love, 

Quinley