I used to make my own dolls when I was young. When I was visiting Mom and Dad this past weekend, Mom gave me a doll I made when I was about ten years old. I remember asking my great aunt Ruth for the hankie used for the doll's skirt and top. I find it remarkable that I painted her face. No one I knew painted dolls' faces on back then (this would have been 1972 or so). I also didn't bother to make arms, just sewed hands on the ends of her bloused sleeves. Her legs aren't really fused together, she was intended to be a blonde Gypsy mermaid.
I was very happy to see her again, and now she holds pride of place on one of the shelves of our china cabinet.