Wightwick Manor by Night: Part 2

These are the last of Madera's photos of Wightwick Manor, the incredible dollhouse mansion, located at Norm's Dollhouse in Centennial Colorado. We had our company Christmas party there, and Madera stayed late to take pictures of the house after dark. (Edit: Part 1 of her pictures can be seen here - Wightwick Manor by Night: Part 1)

It's even MORE gorgeous at night. Who knew? I love this house so much. I'm hoping to have a Valentine's Day party there in February. Any excuse to hang out at the manor.

Please enjoy the photos (click any of them to make them larger so you can see the details of this amazing house!) Back to Miranda babble next blog entry.

Dear Santa... the good news is, there's only one dollhouse I want for Christmas.

The bad news is, it's Wightwick Manor.

Love,

-  Miri

A Christmas Doll for my Christmas Doll - by Wendy

For Christmas this year, the wonderful people I work for at DDE gave me a doll.

Not just any doll, she's a Masterpiece "Faith" by Monika Peter-Leicht, and she's amazing.

I saw her online about a month ago, and she's been haunting me ever since. I thought I would bring her home in January, but they got her for me as a surprise Christmas gift. I am blown away, both by the fact that they got her and by what an amazing, gorgeous and wonderful doll she is.

She hung around the doll store with me for a while today. Just taking it all in. It must be very strange to have spent all that time in a box and suddenly be out and about in the real world, but she seems to be adapting pretty well.

I found her looking very intently at the Ginny dolls in one of the cases. 

And I asked her if she wanted a doll for Christmas too. She seemed to like the idea. But I thought maybe she'd like a baby doll more than a Ginny.

She patiently looked through the baby dolls, but didn't seem to see anyone that really called to her until...

There, up on the second shelf, was just the doll. She couldn't reach her by herself, but she only had eyes for one doll.

One little Ashton Drake monkey doll. "Little Jala."

I knew after watching her with the monkey doll that it was hopeless. This was the one she wanted.

And when I asked her, she said "yes, please".

She seemed really smitten with the little monkey.

But I told her that since it was a Christmas doll, we needed to put it in it's box so it could be wrapped up and put under the tree. She reluctantly agreed.

While I was packing her baby monkey away, she sighed. But then, she got the most mischievous smile.

"Hmm," she said. "It's strange how my Christmas doll has to be packed up, but that I'm your Christmas doll and you already threw away my box. I guess not all Christmas dolls have to go back in their box, or be wrapped."

She had a point. And since she will never be boxed again, I couldn't argue. So, now she has her Christmas monkey. She seems very happy. I don't think she's figured out a name for it, any more than I've figured out hers. I don't think she's a "Faith" but her name hasn't come to me yet. Maybe she'll tell me tomorrow, while we're at work at the dollhouse store.

Thank you so much, Kaley, Shannon and Paula of DDE for my beautiful and amazing Christmas doll. I can't tell you how much I love her and how excited I am to start taking pictures of her. 

More pictures to come. I just hope she gets along with the tinies (and especially Miranda, who can be a little... territorial.) 

Merry Christmas to all of you reading this! And may all your holiday dolly wishes come true too!

- Wendy

Sniffles for Christmas

Hey,

So I have to apologize for the last few blog entries. They've just been pictures and it's 'cause I haven't been feeling very well. I've had some kind of cold ever since the party. I'm hopeful it'll go away by Christmas, but I'm also fine with just laying in bed for the Merry holiday. Bleah.

I've been spending a lot of my time lately sucking up tea with Madera in the middle of the night down in the kitchen of our apartment building.

I'm embarrassed to say I hadn't spent a lot of time with her before. But she's neat, and she makes a tasty cup of chamomile tea.

I've been up late coughing, and she's a bit of a night owl too.

She also has the apartment right below mine, so she can hear me coughing and generally seems to know when I'm headed to the kitchen for some tea.

So then I get tea and conversation, which is great.

She says she's worried about my cough, but I think it'll be fine.

She said a bunch of stuff while we were walking back up to our apartments last night. Just talking on the stairs.

Something about a cousin coming to visit for the holidays or something. And maybe a photography class.

I don't know, I wasn't really listening, actually. Isn't that awful? I just wanted to go to bed. Some nights I don't mind that I live on the 3rd floor.

But last night wasn't one of them. Ugh. That's a lot of stairs.

Anyway, I'll be back to my chatty blogging self as soon as I've shaken this cold.

I'd let you in to see my bunny, Bean, but I think I might be contagious.

I just need some more rest. Lots and lots of rest. Night night.

- Miri

Wightwick Manor by Night: Part 1

This is really just a post of pictures. The next one will be too. But they're really, really awesome pictures.

Madera stayed after our awesome Christmas party and took pictures of the Manor in the dark. She said it was an amazing experience and I think her photos are gorgeous.

So here are the first few. Enjoy! (And we'll return to our regularly scheduled Miranda babbling when I'm done posting awesome photos of an incredible house. Promise.)

 

More pictures next entry! Isn't it an amazing house? I really, REALLY want to live there. So, if you'd like to send donations to the "Buy Wightwick Manor for Miranda" Fund just shoot me an email. :)

- Miri

(Edit: Part 2 of Madera's photos can be seen here - Wightwick Manor By Night Pt 2)