I Never Had a Barbie…

Sewing friend and blogger,  Rhonda Buss, had a great post on Wednesday, March 9  to commemorate Barbie’s 58th Birthday.  Enjoy it HERE, along with very wonderful comments.  Her post pulled me to our garage to grasp the pink doll case from the shelf and take a trip down memory lane…..

NO, I did not have a Barbie.  Please take no offense (and I’m fairly certain it was my dear Mother’s opinion I adopted by osmosis) but I thought Barbie was ugly.  Instead, I remember dreaming to own a JILL DOLL by Vogue displayed in the wall case down at the Neue Mode (hosiery) Store on Neil street in Champaign, IL.  I don’t even remember now for which occasion I received her, but here is my Jill Doll – many love-filled years later.  I remember my Grandma crocheted that pink dress with ric rac.  In the corner behind the dress is her white fur stole and muff.  I styled her hair over and over and over again!!!    Google for Jill Doll by Vogue and you can find many more images of a Barbie competitor.  

I’m sure she looked more like this Bride as I dreamt of having her at MY house instead of in the store window case.  Check out those seamed hose and drop rhinestone earrings.  HOW did those hose stay up?  is what I wonder…

Bride Jill Doll   

I’m sure when the time comes for this Nana to make doll clothes for her granddaughter, that I’ll work into all that TINY TINY stitching, but it amazes me to check out all the precious stitches on the clothes packed away with my Jill.  The pink doll case also held Lucy (made by my Grandma), my dear Teddy Bear, and my green bunny. Sad, but I don’t even remember names for either of them except that even in High School, the bear became whoever I was ‘in love’ with at the time.


Shared with hopes that your childhood precious things have somehow survived the years – and with encouragement to young mothers out there today to carefully save the most special things from your children’s lives for them to enjoy some day.

PS…they all even still SMELL the same.  I am a blessed woman with lovely childhood memories.  My prayer for all children today is such precious memories, and the healing touch of Jesus for all who were not as lucky as I was.

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2 Responses

  1. Christie Staton says:

    Ah, the memories. I too had a Jill. Mine had auburn hair. I still have mine too. Alas, her wardrobe didn’t last. One of my childhood sewing projects was to make her a formal gown complete with long sleeves, net over skirt trimmed in lace, and a collar. I do remember abandoning the collar early in my “design process” and wondering why I ever picked a pattern with long sleeves. My mother, who taught me to sew early in my life, cautioned me about those sleeves. But, how hard could they be? Wise woman that she was, she stood near by, and let me learn that step by step, it could be done. Many years later I made the mistake of trying to wash (well, rinse) the dust off from years in Mom’s bookcase. When I gently patted it dry in a soft towel, I was left with the lace trim and the sleeve hems! At least my biggest challenge survived!?! I did make another outfit for Jill and no it did not have long sleeves. Among the lessons I’ve learned is to do what you enjoy. For a grandblessings perhaps, for the modesty of a memory, I think not. Thanx for reminding me of the times my mom and I shared sewing. They are priceless. And the hose- they stayed up by imagination, the same wonderful way everything worked when we believed we were “Jill”.

  2. Rhonda says:

    What pretty clothes your doll had! As for the hose, just rememnber, she can’t walk, so gravity doesn’t have the same advantage as it does with a real life girl
    I spotted a little crocheted number. I should share a doll that I have that belonged to my great-grandmother. It too had a crocheted dress.

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