tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63110932359033398972024-02-18T12:34:59.934-08:00My Demented DollsThis is dedicated to those who find beauty where it is not obvious and those who find the imperfect interesting. This is for the unique individual who finds joy in the bizarre and strange.TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-22621765960628690172023-06-02T05:46:00.003-07:002023-06-13T10:37:44.112-07:00Monkey Man<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY8k_q0txct5UheMfFLCZzXZJ0k-yXGDV6_KEPL6HPncml7zPmTychuUU5Nt85zANMmk6nMu9uUcVH1ze_r0sxlD_ScTRpCmqxHAIWj-QoCCkUCVF_10u7W6StLYfAvPT8ddL__h5NV_h9uftSJ28qJWIvEXubOdpcLzDHJB0Pddz0VJwF03aT3fNF-A/s2445/monkey.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2445" data-original-width="2153" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY8k_q0txct5UheMfFLCZzXZJ0k-yXGDV6_KEPL6HPncml7zPmTychuUU5Nt85zANMmk6nMu9uUcVH1ze_r0sxlD_ScTRpCmqxHAIWj-QoCCkUCVF_10u7W6StLYfAvPT8ddL__h5NV_h9uftSJ28qJWIvEXubOdpcLzDHJB0Pddz0VJwF03aT3fNF-A/s320/monkey.jpg" width="282" /></a></div><br />There's something about monkey dolls that draws you in. They're like humans, but not quite........<div><br /></div><div>This little guy is made of a material called composition. It is a pressed, wood pulp which was originally billed as being unbreakable. Unfortunately, this material proved to be more fragile than the china and bisque dolls it was designed to replace. </div><div><br /></div><div><p></p><p><a href="https://hubpages.com/games-hobbies/Composition-Dolls-A-Charming-Collectable" target="_blank">Click here if you'd like to learn more about composition dolls.</a></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div>TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-48285400102542745852018-11-06T06:07:00.000-08:002018-11-06T06:07:46.172-08:00Flower Girl<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Sometimes life can be rough....your clothes are tattered, your hair is falling off, and your hands are missing. But no one can deny, a flower can make any girl feel better!<br />
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Nothing quite like inviting a lovely lady to dance, and who needs to worry about their clothes when you don't even have any skin. They make a lovely duo, don't you think!</div><div><br /></div><div>Would you like to start your own collection of antique bisque dolls? If so, click here to learn more about these beaauties.</div><div><br /></div>
<a href="https://hubpages.com/games-hobbies/Collecting-Antique-Bisque-Dolls" target="_blank">Collecting Antique Bisque Dolls</a><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br />
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If you'd like to horrify your shopping companions, simply go into an antique mall and purchase an old jar filled with various odd baby parts. I found this beauty in an antique mall in Lincoln, Nebraska. I think it has a certain artistic beauty just the way it is, so I have no immediate plans to change it!TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-12506400716256728352016-01-30T07:19:00.000-08:002016-01-30T07:19:06.727-08:00Peanut Baby<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The makers of this little celluloid doll went into great detail making the details on her body and face. They even put her in a sweet little peanut. Then, to give her a mouth, the just punched a hole in her face!!! A bit harsh, don't you think? At least her monkey friend doesn't seem to mind.TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-13642566208143378272016-01-08T17:39:00.000-08:002016-01-30T07:13:07.801-08:00Billiken Makes a New Friend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Billiken has always been a friendly sort of guy and loves making new friends. So what if your new friend doesn't have any skin.....TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-31647909730070493092015-10-30T11:59:00.000-07:002015-10-30T11:59:34.377-07:00HAPPY HALLOWEEN!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Every time I sit down at my computer, I'm greeted by a lead cowboy riding a pterodactyl. Let's be honest, who among us wouldn't love a pterodactyl ride! This got me to wondering, what do you see whenever you sit down and log on?<br />
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With a missing arm and shriveled legs, it's no wonder this poor baby has a strange, vacant stare. Maybe some clothing would help. Then again, who needs that.....TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-82415636695602738902014-04-20T11:37:00.000-07:002014-04-20T11:37:46.985-07:00Something to Scare the Children With<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have no idea whether or not this puppet was ever intended for children. It makes you wonder, though, who would actually give their child something that looks like this to play with? I love him, but he's the stuff nightmares are made of.TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-66012035176273908092013-08-17T13:19:00.000-07:002013-08-17T13:19:13.906-07:00Such an Old Little Head<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This little paper mache head has been around for quite some time! She has an odd, somewhat serene look about her. Or perhaps haunted is a better word....... At least she has a gargoyle friend looking out for her!TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-10523581841432445092013-05-27T19:38:00.000-07:002013-05-27T19:38:13.870-07:00Friends!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Nobody understands you like your friends do! Who else understands when you lose a limb, smash your face, or lose your clothes. Strangers just don't get it!TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-54849180169347476642013-01-15T11:24:00.002-08:002013-01-15T11:28:39.635-08:00Is It A Clown? Is It A Monkey?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span id="goog_1850559224"></span>Is it a clown? Is it a monkey? Who can really tell. Wouldn't you enjoy having a creepy "monkey man" staring at you all the time?TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-6238717152490984592012-09-16T14:27:00.001-07:002012-09-16T14:27:55.723-07:00Kabuki Baby<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A rough little tin head whose face has taken on a somewhat rough, whitish color. Almost like a Kabuki performer gone bad. She still has a small, flowered diaper, lovingly put on by her little mommy long ago. Thankfully, she has a gargoyle friend looking out for her these days.TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-44294437748183366902012-08-13T10:13:00.000-07:002012-08-13T10:13:11.231-07:00Burlesque In Hell<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I imagine this bathing beauty represents what burlesque in hell is like. A lovely lady, a come-hither stare, no arms........<br />
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Thank you Zombie Leader for the photograph and sharing your unique vision!TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-50659785077643811782012-07-26T13:37:00.002-07:002023-06-17T10:17:19.832-07:00Evil Clown<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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What a lovely, comforting face. Who says clowns can give you nightmares? I'd feel much safer knowing he was watching over me, wouldn't you?<div><br /></div><div>This evil beauty was made by the Schoenhut company. In the early part of the 20th century, Shoenhut produced a complete circus of these wooden toys, complete with performers, animals, tents, and other accessories. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://hubpages.com/games-hobbies/The-Humpty-Dumpty-Circus-Schoenhuts-Masterpiece" target="_blank">Click here to learn more about this wonderful toy!</a></div>TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-90509204733644656612012-06-26T00:10:00.001-07:002012-06-26T00:13:46.544-07:00I See You<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A small Minerva tin head peers out at you with her one good eye. It makes you wonder what she's thinking of and why she has that chain?</div>
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A copy of this picture can be purchased at <a href="http://ann-neville.artistwebsites.com/">http://ann-neville.artistwebsites.com/</a>. Check it out along with some other prints which might get your attention.</div>TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-12116321378245685332012-05-19T12:38:00.003-07:002012-05-19T12:38:58.709-07:00That Was One Wild Night!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Who among us hasn't had one of those nights. The next morning we don't remember what we did, our dress is a mess, our hair is a mess, our eyes are missing.......TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-18003865734497878752012-05-01T16:43:00.001-07:002012-05-08T14:41:27.466-07:00My....What a Tiny Head You Have!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Nobody can accuse this young lady of having a big head! In fact, I think she's been the victim of a witch doctor or a head shrinker. Maybe that's why some women like big hair, it hides their small heads.TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-9226024350558364252012-04-13T10:49:00.000-07:002012-05-08T14:30:02.608-07:00Yeti Girl<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I imagine that this is what a hybrid between a Yeti and a human would look like, a slightly oversized head with fur attached to her body. She was probably an Eskimo doll at one time, now she is Yeti Girl!TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-7281989624541351832012-03-25T15:17:00.000-07:002012-05-08T14:40:05.379-07:00Her Eyes Would Follow You ..... If She Had Eyes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My kids keep telling me to quit buying dolls with no eyes. But how can I resist such a sweet little girl with no eyes and sharp teeth! It kind of makes you wonder who or what that stain on her dress is from.TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-18547177871599696392012-03-13T13:57:00.000-07:002012-05-08T14:35:14.480-07:00Strange Friends<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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These two dolls show why people who know nothing about doll restoration shouldn't try it! I love the 1970's fabric for the doll on the left and the crochet dress for the doll on the right. I wonder what the pterodactyl thinks?TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-53876230616038349322012-03-07T15:10:00.000-08:002012-05-08T14:32:12.035-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Who doesn't love a clown! They're cute and cuddly, just what you want to see in your nightmares! Who wouldn't want to see a clown head with no body staring at you.TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-78245808800192604752012-02-28T23:13:00.001-08:002012-05-08T14:39:21.779-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A faceless doll dug up out of the ground rides away on a wallaby skull. Doesn't everyone have one of these in their living room?TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311093235903339897.post-82578146345801544752012-02-16T14:07:00.000-08:002012-02-16T14:07:24.841-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVCRX6Of6PpXtu5V1E0-UwCPo_mm-9Ovd-Qa4GItI__s9bAyVqpOIaBHiESTODTVg33N0F4UUCVc5xxYEmkYltgRgYREd9dYF7pRxBg4kVXLDsC4lZSvVVMKXgiXv0cDXlTeG3oC9Z6Nfk/s1600/sailor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVCRX6Of6PpXtu5V1E0-UwCPo_mm-9Ovd-Qa4GItI__s9bAyVqpOIaBHiESTODTVg33N0F4UUCVc5xxYEmkYltgRgYREd9dYF7pRxBg4kVXLDsC4lZSvVVMKXgiXv0cDXlTeG3oC9Z6Nfk/s320/sailor.jpg" width="213" yda="true" /></a></div><br />
This little guy is ready for a day at the beach, although it is hard to swim when you don't have any arms!TheDollFreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974567440365683948noreply@blogger.com0