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Celebrity Repaint Assistance!

You know, about a year ago, I decided I would do a recurring segment about my Favorite things. It never occurred again. I tend to curse myself when I say I'm going to do something on a weekly basis. So I'm not even going to pretend that I'm going to do this again, though I do have the best intentions...

There are many people out there in doll world that are deserving of praise and to be pimped. If not for Smidgehouse many of you wouldn't be here reading this. So today I'm going to tell you about my doll friends, starting with Angela!

We met several months ago on the Doll Divas board. She was looking for a Barbie head and I happened to have it. It started a great trading friendship. As we began to talk she told me about her skill in matching doll sculpts with human faces.

I mentioned 100 years ago wanted to repaint a Poppy Parker for my daughter since she has that signature pout. I mentioned this to Angela and she did some research and found several other molds that would be even better! Then we started talking about celebs and I began to realize this woman has an incredible eye! Does she go around looking at people and imagining them as dolls? (Answer: Yes basically) She has a way of breaking down facial features and structures that never ceases to amaze me. And you can tell she really loves it. Nothing like when a doll person finds their niche.

So if you are looking for a doll to repaint in a celeb's image or your own or a loved ones, please check out her website here: http://facesculptfinder.com/

She also tailors her searches for your skill set. If you can't repaint at all she can find you the right match. Just check out the pics on her front page. And don't miss her blog!

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  1. Awww, thanks SO much for your homage ;)!!!

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  2. Thanks for introducing Angela to us. You are right, she has an incredible talent for spotting resemblances!

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