A few weeks ago, a surprising treat in the form of a tiny blue envelope from Paulette of Limbe Dolls was found in my PO box. The accompanying handwritten note described the contents as a belated birthday gift. How special I felt!
It was early June. Even though my birthday is in mid-May, I was still celebrating and delighted to have someone favor me in such a manner.
I found the perfect guy to wear the handmade pair of black ribbon-woven sandals with foam soles. He had been wearing the green striped Ken Fashionistas tank that he still wears. The tank, however, was the extent of his proper attire for the 92-degree weather we were experiencing the day the sandals arrived.
Temperatures have soared above 100 here in Texas since then and I know my muscle-bound man is happy he was chosen to wear the sandals. The khaki Ken shorts that replaced his thick denim pants were a welcome change the day the sandals arrived.
Later that day, after the weather cooled, my guy and I went outside briefly where he first modeled his new sandals and then struck a muscle-flexing pose for his full-length photograph. See below.
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| Black ribbon, basket weave sandals by Limbe Dolls, scaled for Power Team figures |
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| My muscle-bound, Ultra Corp guy, flexes his deltoid, biceps, and triceps muscles as he cools off in summer clothes and new sandals. |
Doll people are so very wonderful and Paulette is no exception to this fact. Her generosity as well as her creativity are beyond measure.
Thank you again, Paulette, for your thoughtfulness and for sharing with me your creative works.
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If you have not already viewed the Limbe Dolls tutorials on how to make sandals and other items for your playscale guys and gals, here is a link to the Youtube channel. Visit the Limbe Dolls Etsy store where Paulette sells some of her creative works from time to time, and follow her blog, as I do, for updates on "the serious business of doll play."
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The title of this post is taken from the 1964 song, My Guy by Mary Wells. "No muscle-bound man can take my hand from my guy... my guy... my guy. No handsome face could ever take the place of my guy... my guy... my guy. He may not be a movie star, but when it comes to being happy, we are. There's not a man today, who can take me away from my guy.
(A good fourth grade memory, imagining true love.)
Press the play arrow to see and hear the beautiful, Mary Wells perform My Guy.
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