I’ll be frank– when I was a kid I didn’t have much love for dolls. Stuffed animals were a COMPLETELY different story, but dolls? Not feeling them. This probably goes a long way to explaining why I never had a dollhouse (but I did have a toy barn.)
Now, as a 28 yr old who just discovered the Greenleaf website, I feel a strong urge to dedicate my life to building and collecting dollhouses. I mean, the timing is pretty great because I have TONS more money than a 4yr old. (On average, y’all)
Behold these beauties!
This one is totally what was going on in the Hamptons in the 90s.
Additionally, I would gladly move into any of the above houses, scale permitting.
Wouldn’t you know- that reminds me of a story from my tinyhood?
When I was a little sprog in Quogue, Long Island, I would spend a lot of my summer free time making small houses out of modelling clay. I would meticulously craft large swimming pools, hobbit-like doorways and cavernous passages through these blue and red Vernon Panton-esque “houses” then explain their design features in detail to my mom / nanny/ whoever would listen. Sometimes people would say, “Do you want to be an architect when you grow up?” to which I would give them a puzzled (and frankly disappointed reply) that, “No. I am actually going to be a MAGICIAN when I grow up and will just shrink my family down to live in this VERY house.” …Thereby cutting expensive construction costs and redundancy in design. Doy-oy-oy????
(If my grandma Alice could read blogs she’d laugh. She still talks about these houses and my later project, “the island” – which was a modelling clay planned community where both sets of my grandparents would have estates. “Don’t worry Grandma- I’ve put your house on the opposite end of the island from the Manns,” I assured her, not wanting the admittedly “diff’rent style’d” grandparents to get all up in each others’ grills.)
I’m not sure how old I was when I found out magic was fake, but I was 11 when I learned Santa Claus was, so… you see the mental zone I was in for about 1/3 of my life. Imagination rules! Dollhouses! Let’s do this!