Yesterday my husband and I went antiquing. I found this and this. Enameled tin dollhouses. I had one when I was a child. I believe that we had the ranch house, but not the one pictured. The dollhouse came with molded plastic furniture. I loved the idea of a dollhouse when I was a kid.. I hated this one. See the metal tabs that attach the roof to the house? They are perfect for slicing the tips of little children’s fingers. I found the interior design of the rooms to be hugely depressing. This is the entire layout of the Colonial home. The grey living room rug always seemed to me a particularly depressing decorating choice. Were they worried about dirt on the fake rug? I worried because this house had no staircase. How did the residents go up and down stairs? Perhaps you would have to live your life either entirely downstairs deprived of a bed or a bathroom, or perhaps you would have a place to bathe and sleep but no way to eat. Once you put the p...
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