Committment Issues

So I was all excited to show my mom my Gypsy caravan and the "Versailles Sitting Room" I'm working on. She's a seamstress, has been known to just reupholster a couch just for a change (no slipcovers for her). She makes her own tablecloths, drapery and loves a craft project.

I said to her, "Here's the dollhouse I'm decorating." She says, "Oh the one you already decorated?" Touche, Mother, touche.

She's right:

First life:














Then,














Living Room Close up:












Then I made Josephine's apartment more New Yorky by moving her up a level and putting a store on the first level.













Which has now been a new age store, a cafe and just a place where random items hang out en route to another project.














And now the former kitchen, now sitting room getting its final (?) makeover.














Dudes, I have a problem. I'm so terrified to commit. I envy those of you who build a diorama, then take it down after you take photos. I can't be that girl. I agonize for ages about what to do with furniture. Because when you're done, you're done? Unless you can tell me how to remove acrylic or hobby paint from plastic. Sanding?

I think my real problem is in my impatience. I'll decorate a room though I have just a few scraps of tissue paper or something. Then I'll look at it later and think how ridiculous it is. Then I have to redo it. I refuse to wait for extra money and time to go pick up wallpaper or something. Do you know I used to try to paint barbie stuff with Crayola poster paint? Hey, at least it washes off.

Anyway guys I'm just going to make a leap and go for it. When I painted my bedroom "hot hooker pink" (as my bff called it) I never regretted it for a minute. Really what's most important is realism, right folks?

smooches!