You know when sometimes you have funny little things you joke about with your friends? Like saying, “Imagine if we found an original 1972 Kenner Blythe in an op shop ones day!” Yeah, well, that is the ongoing thing Kirbee and I have been joking about since we met last year. It’s kind of one of those things that every Blythe girl dreams about. And then when we started op shopping together a few months ago we’d say it more and more often, creating more and more elaborate stories about how it would happen, how little we’d pay, how we’d fight each other for it (not really) and how we’d just pull one out of a dump bin of bratz dolls and Voila, our very own op-shop Kenner.

Well, yeah….that thing….it KIND OF HAPPENED LAST WEEK! We did a quick stop into salvos on our way home on the off chance of finding a bambi or a cute dress…but instead we quickly discovered THIS in the glass cabinet. Clearly someone knew she shouldn’t be tossed in the bin, but didn’t quite know why.

And this is her, in her original outfit and everything! She is horribly manky. She’s been reglued, rescrewed and completely loved TO DEATH, but surprisingly there is nothing that WRONG with her. And can you believe we paid a measly $30 for this little gem? She was even insultingly labelled as “Parts”, the poor thing!

So her legs and head are a little bit gross, but there’s nothing that we wont be able to fix or replace.

And either way, we love her. And now there’s one less thing on that “do before you die” list. This really isn’t something that happens a lot…or you know, EVER. It really was the best day. Kx