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Ragamuffin Dolls

 Hey, everyone! Want to buy a doll? Kidding. You can't yet. *winks* 
My sister Mikayla and I have been making these dolls. 


We are hoping to start a Etsy shop and sell them once we're good enough. And then over time maybe add more to our shop, like purses, cute note books, maybe even skirts if we get good. But start small, right? So anyway, Mikayla made one of these one day and I did the face. We all thought it turned out cute and thought that perhaps we could sell them. We've made a pattern now so they will all be the same size and have been practicing making them. What do you think?


We were using buttons for eyes but we wanted these to be baby friendly, and we like the look of embroidered eyes better, so now that's what we're doing. The doll's are about five inches tall, and perfect to be held by small hands.
Each doll is unique so far. We make each one different and exciting. Different hair, eyes color, different clothes, you name it! So, what I want to know is this, Would you buy one you a younger sibling, your children, ar grandchildren?
~Kylie Nancy





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  1. Those are so cute! I think it would be neat if you guys started an Etsy shop! I've dreamed of selling my drawings but that hasn't gone anywhere. *winks*

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    1. Thank you! I think it would be fun.
      I think you should do it!

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