My friend Sandra poured and painted the doll parts, and I put her together/clothed/wigged her. I had told her I wanted to recreate my wedding dress, which was originally worn by my Mom. My Dad died when I was two, so he never got the chance to walk me down the aisle in it. I always felt there was a hole in my heart that day. Anyway, Jim and I celebrate our 30th next week, so this was my project. I'd like to put her in a shadowbox with wedding portraits of our parents and grandparents someday.
My Mom and I both have the same color reddish hair, and wore it loose around our shoulders for our ceremonies.