Have you ever encountered something that you didn’t like at all, only to later become obsessed with it? That happened to me with cantaloupe. It also happened with this wide-wale vintage purple corduroy. I have no idea where I got it, but when I reorganized my fabrics, I stuck it away all by it’s lonesome in a glass-fronted cabinet. It was the Rudolph of my fabrics on the island of misfit toys!
I would occasionally glance at it as I passed by…It actually was quite a pretty shade…Really, not so ugly as I thought…OOH! I MUST use this! But then doll after doll would appear on my doorstep, and none of them would have it! I’d actually given up using it altogether. Enter Penelope. I hadn’t even bothered to offer. I was learning more about her when I saw her looking over my shoulder. I could tell she was no longer listening to a word I said. SQUEE!! I saw what she was looking at! HOORAY!
Thus begins the adoption page for our own Penelope, a 21″ Petite composition doll. You can see her adoption page HERE.
A lot of things come to mind when I think about purple, and lately I’ve been thinking about it a LOT.
First of course is my childhood crush, Donny Osmond. All the Osmond brothers wore different colors, and his was purple. His was the first concert I went to, and when he visited our side of the island, I was less than 10 feet from him at the Polynesian Cultural Center! I’m sure he could feel the magic emanating from my eyes. He still didn’t ask me to marry him. Yes, I’m as shocked as you are. MORE.
Another purple thing for me is Penelope Pitstop from the cartoon series, “Wacky Races.” Turns out there were only 17 episodes made, but it somehow stuck with me all this time.
My own wee sister Julie went through a purple phase. Her bedroom at the time was painted purple and there were purple touches throughout. She also had a border of pretty vintage hats that rang ’round the room. Julie has such a good eye.
Once we went shopping and she found two rugs on sale that she wanted for the sides of her bed. “That’s not the same shade of purple!” I protested. Against my better judgement, she got them anyway. HMPF!
To my surprise, the contrast of different shades was STUNNING. I learned a valuable less that day: things don’t always need to matchy-matchy. I use that lesson often.
Purple is not everybody’s cup of tea, and it’s not an easy color to pull off. But when I saw our Penelope’s warm brown eyes, I knew she could do it. So I gave her purple. Purple everything. I released my pent up purple beast! I even added some purple silk ribbon to her bloomers. Her nightgown with the pale lavender hem was made from a pretty hand sewn and embroidered pillowcase. I had so much fun working with her and looking for Things With Purple to use for her.
Chloe was adopted by…Michelle E. of Kentucky! Just kidding. Colorado. Thank you, Michelle!
And with that, I leave you! Peace, Love and Donny Osmond, you’re my favorite!