Delaney here. Welcome to DELightful World of Dolls. ? (thanks EmeraldPhoenix for that lovely realization.)
Mom wanted me to model the stuff she bought while I was busy wrecking the AG store in Dallas, Texas.
Yes, I know it doesn’t really go together as an outfit. I’M MAKING A FASHION STATEMENT OKAY.
First, I just wanted to shout out Rose from The Dolls of Texas for commenting on my last post (commenting on any of my posts always pays, folks). She said her favorite stop that Mia and I wrecked was Logan and Tenney’s Baby Bandstand. ?
I’m not really the kind of person to wear sparkles or sequins, but I actually really like this. It’s also amazing. None of the sequins have fallen off or anything — granted, Madison’s pretty careful with
her my stuff, but the quality is ??? worth $10 for sure.
IT’S A HOODIE. I love it. Madison’s a sucker for anything that has the AG logo, AG stars, or the words “American Girl” on it, so of course she had to get it. And because I love hoodies, well, it was a win-win.
The sleeves go past my wrists and have a little hole for my thumb. It’s cute, but kind of makes me feel all emo like I’m pulling my sleeves down as if I’m shy…?
And, if you know me, I’m definitely not shy. ?
Anyway, I like it.
The hood in the back is great! Not too much of a weird slit and fits over my head easily — not that I really wear it like that unless it’s raining.
I love sports — I mean just love sports. And when I finally decided I really wanted these, I didn’t give Madison a choice whether or not to buy them. I ordered her to buy them.
They fit on pretty well… whenever I put them on, the back folds in and I have to do a bit of maneuvering, but they stay on great.
When Madison was checking out, she met a cashier whose name was Ari, the name of one of her main characters in her Loyalty series of historical epic novels she’s writing. She and Chloe were like ?
BUT NOW FOR THE WORST THING MADISON HAS EVER PAID FOR.
GETTING MY EARS PIERCED ALONG WITH THIS. THIS… PACKAGE CONTAINING FOUR STUDS AND FOUR DANGLES OF DEATH.
They’re sparkly. I’m supposed to wear them in my ears.
I’m not a girly girl! What am I supposed to do?! I’M RUINED!
NO! I can’t stand this! *rips beanie off*
Hair over my ears! Hair over my ears! I HAVE TO HIDE THESE!
Beanie back on!
THERE. No one can see them now!
Even though I cannot see now.
But that’s no problem!
I toss myself on a conveniently nearby bed from a fold-out suitcase for carrying dolls Madison got from her aunts for her birthday. I bury my face in my pillow and HMPH! for all I’m worth.
I feel so pathetic. Only losers sulk like this.
All of the sudden, I hear the sound of padded footsteps sound on the carpet.
“Hmm,” I hear her voice say. When she lets out a dramatic gasp, I smile to myself, knowing it’s Chloe. “Oh, Del! You must’ve gotten your ears pierced!”
Great. She didn’t even have to see my earrings to tell I have them.
I hear Chloe walk over to the bed and set the package of earrings down. “Del! Let me see!” She exclaims.
“You’re going to have to do a lot more than that to see my ears.”
“Aw!” Chloe says. She seems at a loss for words for a moment. “Please?”
Meh. I don’t feel like being stubborn and immovable today.
I sit up and pull the beanie back away from my face.
Chloe frowns. “Let me see.”
I glare at her.
Chloe steps to me and moves my hair seeing as I won’t do it. She gasps. “Del! Why don’t you like them? They’re beautiful!”
“‘Beautiful!'” I mimic in a baby voice. “Really? Seriously? Please. Beauty is overrated. Pretty is petty.”
“Oh?” Chloe smiles. She grabs my shoulders and walks me over to the mirror.
Chloe grins. “Maybe earrings aren’t so bad after all, see? You got so many comments telling you that they looked great. And you can get some cool-looking earrings, too.” I blink a few times, and she continues. “Your earrings are beautiful. You’re beautiful.”
I cock my head as I look at my reflection. I don’t really gaze at myself in the mirror too much, but I kind of smile. The earrings do add a — nice — touch. And I like the face looking back at me, too.
“You’re right,” I say, giving myself the smirk I like to give everyone else. “It’s going to take a lot more than earrings to make me sulk.” I lift my chin up. “And actually, they’re great. I’m great. I’m AWESOME.”
Chloe laughs at me, and I turn to face her. “Thanks.”
Have you bought any doll stuff lately? What do you think of my earrings?
Actually, it doesn’t matter what you think of them. I like them now and you can’t change my mind. So I guess a better question would be…
Do you like earrings? Do you love them? Do you hate them? Do you even wear them?
By the time you read this, Madison will be at youth camp, but I will not. So comment below and I’ll get to you sooner than she can, which is August fifth.
Well… maybe. I like the thrill of hiding from her when she’s here. I might just wait until then to reply.
KICKIN’ BUTT AND TAKIN’ NAMES,
P.S. YOU ARE ALL DOING AN AMAZING JOB OF LIKING AND COMMENTING. WELL DONE
THY GOOD AND FAITHFUL SERVANT.