I'm happy to report that the closet has been rightfully sorted and purged and the girl is smiling like a clam. There's just something about de-cluttering that has that effect on me. I open the closet door now and it feels like both of us can breathe easier.
Here are a few of the treasures I uncovered. Some of them will stay, and some of them will go.
Tammy will stay. She's been mine since the early 60's, and the joy she brought to my young heart cannot be measured. I'm not sure why I decided to enhance her eyebrows (with a permanent marker, no less) but, alas, I did.
My parents were never extravagant people, and these (plus the one she is wearing in the photo) are the only store-bought outfits I had for Tammy.
Love the party dress, complete with fur shawl, pearls, and gold clutch. I also have the gold belt that came with this outfit, but it is a bit stiff now and I didn't want to force it to comply with being photographed. :)
This was probably my favorite outfit. I adored all of the accessories that came with it, especially the camera.
My mother was/is a dynamite seamstress, and you can imagine my excitement one Christmas, discovering new clothes for Tammy, all lovingly stitched by my mother's hands. They are seen below.
The beauty of this dress can't be captured well on camera. It has sequins, and a net overlay. Tammy was stunning in this little number.
Here is an adorable casual outfit. The red corduroy jacket was a big hit.
Mother has such imagination. She created a lettered jacket for Tammy ...
... and a flannel housecoat ...
... and (drum roll please), a set of undergarments! Yes, that is a body girdle on the left (although rather stained from age), and a full-slip (with attached panties) on the right. Apparently, no respectable girl went out without a full-slip in those days. Have you ever seen anything cuter?
Last, but not least, this charming glittery gold formal dress, complete with faux fur shawl.
The closet also held two boxes of my novelty candle collection from the 70's. They were a popular thing back then, and I took pride in finding some of the most unique ones.
I have decided it's time to let these go, as they no longer make my heart skip a beat.
I especially loved the "food" candles.
Their brilliant colors have faded, but they are still recognizable.
Fried egg anyone?
Or a baked potato, perhaps?
Who doesn't love a cheeseburger?
Then there were the animals and assorted others.
I will miss them all, but I'm ready to let them find other homes where they can be placed on a shelf and enjoyed.
Goodwill, here I come!