I'm Building a Dollhouse For Myself and Not For My Kids
I never had a dollhouse when I was growing up. Maybe it was the size of our apartment. As every New Yorker knows, size is a precious commodity in NYC, and a perfectly decent living space—say, a 1.5 bedroom apartment—can feel like a dollhouse itself.
I certainly had plenty of dolls, mainly Barbies, and all of her accoutrements, including her car and some of the furniture from her signature Dream House Collection. But I never really wanted the actual house.
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