Sunday Porcelain KatMari

I have been unearthing stuff from boxes that have not been opened in ten years (at least), including a number of beloved childhood toys and porcelain animals that I didn't have anywhere to put. So I decided to get a place to put them, in the form of something I have wanted my entire life and never had, which is a dollhouse. (When I was a kid, and also as an adult, I just kept everything on shelves.)

I bought a 1945 tin dollhouse from a local antique shop, along with most of the original (plastic) furniture. When I inquired about the provenance (i.e., how they knew the date), the owner told me that it had been sold to them by an old lady who had hoped to pass it on to her children/grandchildren, but it wasn't the sort of thing they were interested in. So she sold it in the hope that it would find a home with someone who really wanted it. It did. I set it up, and now it's in my bedroom, delighting me every day.

My real cats are not allowed in my bedroom because they are destructive, rampaging chaos machines. All cats in photos are porcelain only. ( Click for KatMari photos! )