This is my girl Darcy. She was my $10 tip for driving out to the ghetto to pay a bill for my dad. She doesn't know that she isn't a Blythe, nor does she know that I really would prefer one. After searching for a suitable recipient of painstakingly tiny stitchery, I settled on a Bratz doll that didn't look too devious (or "skankeh" according to the Toys-R-Us cashier).
The box says her name is Jade, but I can spot a Colin Firth fan anywhere; thus, Darcy.
Anyway, this is my first time making clothes this tiny, so be gentle, please.
I call it the pinwheel skirt, using scraps from a shirt I'm making for myself. I'm a little frustrated, because it's still not the right size. Her waist is so tiny compared to Blythe.
I was trying to make a boatneck top, but in my laziness in turning the collar and putting in velcro, I'm using it as inspiration to make a military style jacket.
And one more shot just for fun... because shedding modesty is in her dolly dna.