Mr. Kallisti and I went over to where a bunch of my old stuff is stored and dug around til we uncovered my grandmother’s dolls. Here she is, a classic Ichimatsu doll that my father brought back home for her from Tokyo in the 50’s. She used to have a crier, but it doesn’t work anymore. Sad.
She’s beautiful. About 17″ tall, with real human hair. Her eyes are glass and she has that classic eggshell finish. Even her fingernails and toenails are painted a delicate pink. Her kimono is of an orange and red silk and she has paper lining beneath it. I used to love the crackle sound of handling her when I was young. I have the original stand, but the base has gotten seperated and I’m not sure where it is :/