Last year as I was helping my grandmother move out of her farmhouse, I came across a box full of dolls clothes that my great grandmother had made in the 30's. That box met a terrible fate that almost makes me cry every time I think about it (dumpster? goodwill? no one knows--I'm sure it would have been "junk" to anyone else there cleaning). BUT before the box disapeared, for some reason I still don't remember, I pulled a few out of the top layer, and this is what I still have. It's nothing compared to what I remember being in the rest of that box, but I'm still happy to have something!