Lancaster Doll Show

Fun as usual at The Lancaster Doll Show, although I didn't have a dime, I was one of the first door prize winners and chose this fabulous family of vintage gypsies that You can believe will be showing up to hound the cast of O, My Ra! The little Romanian girl, Nadja, on the far right, was not part of my prize. Suzie Blue Witch got her for me from the peasant's market at the foot of Castle Dracula, but looks like her mother, Magda, has found her. Penelope, the Greek, is my favorite, and is very heavy as if her trunk and legs are made of clay or something equally as heavy. The little Italian, Iverna, is from Florence. How lucky am I? I'll tell You. At Easter I'd scored a Little Red Riding Hood from around here, but although I'd spent hours scanning the internet, I could not find her match, a Frank Wright felt one came closest, as if she was a copy. Well, they had the same doll, there, in the exact same costume, same fabric, same body, same glass eyes, only a slender porcelain head, where mine is composition, I'd guess, and she is not only French but a SFBJ. I just knew that doll was special and old.  They also had some teensy Kestners like Dainty Bet's son, Willy, there, only not near as nice, and wanted four times what I scored him for. My Brooke Shields and Fred Astaire dolls were also there. I love those, especially my Fred, World Doll, from the eighties. Then, we saw loads of darling Canadian gosling. As many times as I've seen Canadian geese, I can't ever remember seeing so many wild gosling, and I'd adopted an orphaned Goosey Lucy as a girl, but Goosey was a lot bigger than these yellow babies. Good times! 
 

Lancaster Doll Show