"All of us have moments in our childhood where we come alive for the first time. And we go back to those moments and think, This is when I became myself." - Rita Dove
BEFORE: Back View. It is covered in dust and dirt from being in the attice for over 11 years.
BEFORE: The front porch lighting. This was broken before the attic. Notice the super glue runs. - As a child I fixed what I could very poorly. I broke a lot- this dollhouse was loved on.
BEFORE: Top view of second story porch. The shingles are broken, all the railing is missing and the door does not close, it has also been super glued together and on crooked.
BEFORE: Downstairs living room- exit to the porch. The wallpaper is bubbling, covered and dirt, and the light fixture is missing.
BEFORE: Looking into the window of the downstairs kitchen. The hanging light is broken, and you can see my cat BooBoo curious about his dirty miniture sized home in the middle of his floor.
BEFORE: The upstairs attic/ bedroom. The railing to the stairs is covered in dirt and is leaning to the side, the carpet is is so dirty as well, and the wall paper has given up hanging on.
BEFORE: The third story baby's room. The carpet is dirty and torn. The wallpaper has bubbled and yellowed.
BEFORE: The hallway/ Music room. The railing is leaning and filled with dirt. The carpet is beyond repair and the door to the second story porch is covered in spider web. The wallpaper is also yellowing.
BEFORE: The roof is coming apart.
BEFORE: Downstairs Kitchen. This room is the best shape surprisingly. Just need a new light fixture and a good wipe down with new flooring.
BEFORE: Bathroom. Really dirty. But Hey, there's a light fixture.
BEFORE: Master Bedrooom. Really dirty and really pink! MUST GO.
BEFORE: Formal Downstairs Dining room. It's a mess, dirty carpet, broken light fixture and marked up wall paper.
BEFORE: Front view of entry porch. It's in bad shape. Needs new railing and a good paint job, and light fixture.
I remember it so clear as if it were yesterday. Christmas day at my grandparents home in Plano, Texas place on their dining room table a bright yellow Dollhouse for me. This dollhouse had been played with by my cousins, made by my grandmother's brother in law for his girls- finally past down to me.
As a little girl I would spend hours playing, decorating, rearraging and destroying my dollhouse. It was my favorite. It where I would dream about the future, act out my plans, and store my hopes. I held onto it through highschool and when my parents moved after my first year of college- I made the decision to store it in the attic of their new home, so that one day my children could make memories like I had. Unfortunately, sometimes life doesn't always go as planned. Now at the age of 27 my parents have decided to relocate to the west coast, and the dollhouse has been removed from the attic after 11 years. Though, I have no kids yet - my mission is to restore the dollhouse back to it's glory days. This is my journey of restoration.
BEFORE: Front View. You can see that it's missing a lot.
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