My dollhouse is cooler than your house
I have a dollhouse. Actually, I have two dollhouses. One is gigantic and set in the Victorian era, and the other is simply large and set in the present day. (Which, for a dollhouse, seems to mean sometime around 1989.) The modern house was purchased, with most of its furnishings, about ten years ago for the mind-bogglingly cheap price of $100. That may not sound cheap to you, but trust me, it is cheap.
The Victorian, though, came first. When I was eleven years old, I suddenly decided I wanted a dollhouse more than anything in the world. I hoarded my money, made weekly trips to Miniature Village in Kenosha to gaze at model houses, furniture, and accessories, and finally commissioned Max's Miniatures in Racine to build my mansion. I no longer recall the name of the kit I bought, but I do remember the one I dreamed of buying: The Bostonian. That was the mother of all dollhouses. Unfortunately, my parents convinced me (quite accurately) that it wouldn't fit anywhere in our house, let alone in my room.
My house was painted a light Victorian pink. I did a ton of research for this project - I could still expound on the difference between Italiante, Gothic Revival, and Queen Anne architecture. I was obsessed with historical accuracy, which is probably a major reason why the house was never decorated completely. But the furnishings that are in there - holy shit. I am positive that (minus electronics) the furnishings in that dollhouse cost more than the furnishings of my current real house. My designer of choice was Bespaq, which made the most expensive dollhouse furniture in the universe. Which was also the coolest. I mean, check it out:
I have this mirror. It is priced at $80.00. If I paid that much for it at some point, please shoot me.
Sadly, both dollhouses are now sitting down my parents' basement. Every so often I get the urge to work on them again, but they're next to impossible to transport. Nevertheless, I have a feeling I'll be trying it soon. They're just too kickass to live in hiding forever. Plus, last time I was all into miniatures the internet was barely functional. I sent away for catalogs listed in the back of Nutshell News. Now, though ... oh, the possibilities. It's slightly daunting. Shouldn't people only have one expensive hobby?
The Victorian, though, came first. When I was eleven years old, I suddenly decided I wanted a dollhouse more than anything in the world. I hoarded my money, made weekly trips to Miniature Village in Kenosha to gaze at model houses, furniture, and accessories, and finally commissioned Max's Miniatures in Racine to build my mansion. I no longer recall the name of the kit I bought, but I do remember the one I dreamed of buying: The Bostonian. That was the mother of all dollhouses. Unfortunately, my parents convinced me (quite accurately) that it wouldn't fit anywhere in our house, let alone in my room.
My house was painted a light Victorian pink. I did a ton of research for this project - I could still expound on the difference between Italiante, Gothic Revival, and Queen Anne architecture. I was obsessed with historical accuracy, which is probably a major reason why the house was never decorated completely. But the furnishings that are in there - holy shit. I am positive that (minus electronics) the furnishings in that dollhouse cost more than the furnishings of my current real house. My designer of choice was Bespaq, which made the most expensive dollhouse furniture in the universe. Which was also the coolest. I mean, check it out:
I have this mirror. It is priced at $80.00. If I paid that much for it at some point, please shoot me.
Sadly, both dollhouses are now sitting down my parents' basement. Every so often I get the urge to work on them again, but they're next to impossible to transport. Nevertheless, I have a feeling I'll be trying it soon. They're just too kickass to live in hiding forever. Plus, last time I was all into miniatures the internet was barely functional. I sent away for catalogs listed in the back of Nutshell News. Now, though ... oh, the possibilities. It's slightly daunting. Shouldn't people only have one expensive hobby?
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