The Last Doll
In Frances Hodgson Burnett's book A Little Princess, the main character Sara Crewe receives a really impressive doll for her eleventh birthday. She decides it's called the Last Doll, because she's too old to have any new dolls. The Last Doll arrives from Paris with a trunk full of expensive clothes made by a real Parisian modiste, and while she's only mentioned a couple of times in the book, she gives off a definite impression of superiority.
When I first saw the most recent Luna release from Volks, the Galerie de l'esprit 2025 version, I also felt she gave off a strong impression of superiority. I've been taking a lot more time to think before making doll purchases, letting the first feelings of excitement fade away, but I just could not forget about this Luna.
And so, I caved and bought her, but I at least managed to think about it for almost a year after her release.
Why am I calling her the Last Doll? Because, frankly, I don't have room for any more, and my collection size is more than enough. I feel like I have every type of doll (mood-wise, size-wise, etc) that I enjoy collecting. That's a very nice and privileged position to be in.
Now it's time to work more on the details and the parts of the hobby that I love: knitting, sewing, photography. This summer has been terribly hot and uncomfortable, not at all conducive to anything but trying to stay cool, but I have high hopes for autumn. Autumn and cooler weather always make me feel more active and energised.
Note: I do realise that by calling this post "The Last Doll", I'm practically begging fate to humble me, to crush me mercilessly under its (probably doll-sized) boot. But so be it.