A riot of Canadian-ness!

I wake up this morning to hear the words:

"Wake up, sleepyheads! Rise and shine - no, wait, I don't care if you shine, just RISE!" MY sister Kit yelled determinedly while the other Kit stood off to the side in polite shyness.

Turns out, Kit was the Planner Of The Day. She even had a LIST.

"Okay, so first, we go to the coffee shop down the street for hot cocoa and brownies for BREAKFAST!" (Kit's favorite part of the day, of course).
"Then, we explore the shops and nooks along waterfront!"
"Around lunchtime, we hike to a lunchspot among the prettily colored houses."
"After that we take a class at the art centre on how to make hooked rugs!"
"And after a supper at an independant Chinese restaurant, we will go to _____ hill watch the sunset and pick flowers!"

Thats exactly how she said it.

And thats how the day went. It was glorious.


-Sonali

A Gleeful World - And not because of the show.

For a blissful 7 days, I can forget all about depression and spend my time in "heaven".
Lets not forget what happened this morning.

When we were all at the airport, Julia didn't let me out of the taxi to greet the mystery group of dolls. I thought it was funny how I, of all people, didn't know what Erin's surprise would be. I silently pouted in the taxi while the taxi driver tried to make small talk. Surprise, surprise, the small talk didn't work.

Suddenly my arm was being yanked. I popped out of the cab and into a huddle of dolls, as if I were Lady GaGa stepping out of a limo into an ambush of paparazzi and fans. Before I could register the situation I saw a glimpse of blond hair and blue eyes, and all I knew from there was that I was hugging Bethie and we were crying into each other's shoulders. It was if God came to take me to heaven, except much better.

Kirsten explained that we have a week to spend together. Its such fun to watch the families collide in such a way -- they have already separated into their own cliques! Aha!
Kristy, Elizabeth and Rebecca - The Drama Queens
Sonali and Bethie - The BFFs! :)
Julia, Lanie and Ruthie - The sweeties ('cept for Julia, of course)
Kirsten and Samantha - The "mothers"
Erin and Gracelynne - The Twins
Felicity, Felicity, Bailey and Julie - The Comedians
Chrissa and Chrissa - The artists
Kit and Kit - The Writers

Bethie and I have been talking in the backyard and setting up a tent for us to sleep in tomorrow night. Tonight we're watching Glee inside at 11:00 - sadly Glee has different times in Canada. I showed her how to make a flower headband and I showed her a preview of my AGMA video, she said she liked it. We will be up talking all night!

Oops, I just heard a clatter and the sound of Kit yelling "TIMBEEEER!". I better go check it out before we all have s'mores!

-Sonali and Bethie

Don't tell me to calm down!

Never fear, Grace is here. [not Sonali!]

I'm here to babble about the ongoing pressure and stress you receive in a value package when you get into the AGMA. I love the AGMA, I truly do. But that is what creates the tension. I look forward soooo much to moving forward and getting to do such fun themes - but how is that possible if I don't outdo myself in the current theme? Which is why I am never satisfied with the pictures that would have satisfied me before I started the AGMA, and I want it to be perfect. But I think I have to realize that its not going to be perfect and it never will be. That I have to try my hardest, and the product of it all is all that I can do. But that is easier said than done. Its so hard to erase the pressure I'm putting on myself..

And on another hand, Erin's birthday is tomorrow and the girls have planned their own evil plans for her. I hope they turn out well! I've got a good gift for her - and the gift Kirsten has for Erin involves something with flights.. eh, as long as they get home safe, without a scratch on their valuable little photogenic bodies. :P

-Grace

A to the G to the M to the A!

Dear Bethie,

"Do you have what it takes?"

I hear it repeated in the back of my mind every second. Its a horrible thing to keep hearing -- a nasal voice that sounds like a completely high-pitched Elizabeth asking me rhetorically in a nasty way if I'm "good enough" for the AGMA.

Why is that?
Because today Elizabeth came up to me and cornered me into the wall and said, "Do you have what it takes?", as if obviously I DIDN'T have what it takes. Elizabeth never thought I would actually make it into the AGMA, so I guess this is a shock for her. Mua ha ha, I guess.
Today we got our first assignment! Grace has spent every minute since thinking up of a totally different way to display the outfit we chose for this assignment. I think some people are forgetting that the whole purpose of this academy is to make the viewers want the outfit -- that, AND to have fun! I can't tell you too many details, but I think we will be doing something involving wildlife. And wildflowers. Grace did my hair in a lovely way and I think I look like a flower nymph! Eeeee!

See, there is something to be happy for, thanks to the reminder from Lovely Lanie Enterprises. Oh, I just wish you were here to help!

Love,
Sonali

I'm officially funkified.

I'm in a funk. A bad one.
Kit even said it. She came up to me and said, "You're officially funkified." Despite my sadness, I laughed.

Everyone else's lives are perfect. Erin unanimously won the vote for who starred in the music video -- go Erin. Kirsten has been accepted into a week-long ballet training camp. Kit got a little article published in the local newspaper. Elizabeth and Felicity are still fighting, but they both got invited to a "psychadelic" Nellie O' Mallie party, which, thank you very much, I am not invited to. Every other person in the family has some awesome thing happening in there life, but not me..

All I get is a depression and a weekend full of sitting in a corner sulking.
Thats it.
Elizabeth, Bethie, Elizabeth Clara Marie Cole, Bethie. BLAHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Bethie was/in a funk too. But unlike her, I have no cast party to go to where I get drunk on soda and end up vomiting in the bathroom. Instead, I get to sit at the kitchen table all day moping. La dee da dee da. But I do get dreams... and daydreams, too. And its not fair, I can't focus on my real life without them appearing. Even now, as I type, I'm getting distracted by the daydreams. They're of Bethie. The factory. Her sisters. Everyone Bethie-sort-of-type.

Its not fair!

-Sonali

Mispellings and music videos

Heres a break for the probably dreadfully boring personal profiles! :)

Today we were sitting in the corner of our whole little doll room whilst Kirsten taught us English and English literature. She has an insane little knack for it, I tell ya! The whole time Elizabeth was making faces at Felicity and passing her rude little notes. Felicity was fuming. NOBODY made fun of her.

So when Kirsten asked Felicity how to spell "witch", Felicity said very coolly, "Well, all I know is it starts with a B", and she glared at Elizabeth while she said it.

My mouth dropped open in amazement as Kit applauded Felicity.
Elizabeth stormed off and Kirsten scolded both of them later for interrupting the lesson. I would never have called anyone a...a... yknow!



All of us dolls have been thinking really hard on music videos lately. If anyone watches our videos on YouTube they might notice we LOVE music videos.. heh heh. So we got together and gathered up a list of music videos we will hopefully get to make for 2010!

LATE SPRING -
Alice ~ Avril Lavigne

SUMMER -
The Time Of Our Lives ~ Miley Cyrus

FALL -


WINTER -

But we also need your help! If you see up there, theres a song by Miley Cyrus. If you comment on my blog saying "Ew, I hate Miley Cyrus" or "she sucks! jump off a skyscraper, miley!", then I will block you from the blog. Yes, it is possible. This is a nice song and we will be using it as a song to tell people to let go and have fun, and it will be awesome, you can be sure of that! But I need YOU to tell us which doll should star!

Christine "Chrissa" Maxwell
Julia Rose Starr
Erin Lilly Violet McCartney
Kirsten Marcie Larson
Felicity Anne Merriman
Kit Margaret Hayden Kittredge

And which Glee song do you think we should do for a music video?
(not including Dont Stop Believing, sorry, and please DO NOT be a love song)


-Sonali-

One, Two, Three, Give it Up For Elizabeth Lee!

~ELIZABETH LEE COLE~

Elizabeth's born for the limelight. Without it her life would be incomplete for eternity, and we would be stuck with a grumpy sister with nothing useful to do to occupy her.
Elizabeth is a shopper, a make up lover, an actor, a singer, a dancer... she's a girly girl. You name a pink item, she's got it. You name a Hannah Montana item, she's also got it.

This girl was made alongside Felicity Merriman and sent to us during Christmas of 2007. But before she came, she never had an insane life. Nothing happened. It was dull. It was boring. "Every day was blank, with no highlight of the day, no things to look forward to...it was like the world was in black and white.", she says. Elizabeth hates that time of blankness, and she's taken it upon herself to make the most of her life in the meanwhile, end up on top of the world, and prove to those meaningless old days at the factory that she is worth something and she is not blank.

But sometimes (okay, a lot of the time) Liz gets it to her head that she's better than us and she deserves more and more attention and more beauty. Thats a problem.

In my eyes, she kinda relates to Kristy, except in a modified, less worse version..

-Sonali

The Bumpy Road To Eternal Teenager Bliss - Julia Starr

Sorry, I couldn't resist making that title.

-JULIA ROSE STARR-

Julia has a secret. A deep dark secret.
She doesn't like it when we tell anyone, so if she found out I posted this on the blog I would be a doomed for like a doll running from scissors.
Julia...well...she has.. synesthesia.
Synesthesia isn't a harmful disease. Its just something you might be born with. Its when two of your senses are crossed, so that whenever you see letters they have their own particular sound in your mind or whenever you hear a dog's bark you see zizags in the air, or maybe even when you hear a particular person's voice you taste a particular food. It can be anything involving, sight, hearing, or voice...

Julia sees particular colors of lettering and sounds and shapes of sounds. She has told me that my name is light green with a glossy blue coating.

Before she came here, she was going to a public school for kindergarten and made the mistake of telling her friend that she saw colors. Soon the whole school knew, and they were asking her what color their names were. But a few months later, the good side of the fame ended. People started looking at her like she was a freak and stuff. "It was like they thought I was from the Underworld." Julia cringes.
Her dreams of cheerleading and modeling were diminishing, and her own father thought she was a freak. Her mother was the only one she cared about. So she decided to go to a different family of dolls and get taken care of by a Human, and to this day she contacts her mother through email, webcam, instant messaging, letters, postcards and more.

Julia obviously loves to cheerlead and she has dreams of becoming a model when she turns 15, and then getting on the cover of Seventeen magazine befoe she IS seventeen. Then she will spend her days cheerleading for the Toronto Raptors until she starts to wrinkle.

Haha. ;)
-Sonali

Kirsten Larson - Up Close And Personal

When Bethie blogged personally about her sister Bailey, a spark of an idea started in my mind and grew to a hungry flame. I thought about doing a personal profile on each of my sisters (and even that one cousin who has not left yet), starting with the oldest sister, and here I am doing so. So, here we go.

-KIRSTEN MARCIE LARSON-

Kirsten was the first doll to come to this family. We have her to thank for Graces love of American Girl. Without her, we would have ended up in totally different families -- which means Felicity and Elizabeth might not have been fraternal twins, Erin might not have BEEN a twin, Kit wouldnt be allowed so much sugar, and so on.

But before Kirsten came here, she had a dreadful life. We all did. Kirsten was a young Swedish girl on a strawberry farm. "I remember the strawberries, and my mother, and the way we would all sit around the fire and tell stories," Kirsten said. "I miss it so."
But one fateful day in October it all changed. Her younger brother had not yet learned the lesson of not to play with fire.. and he burned down the house in doing so. All Kirsten can remember is screaming "FIRE!" in Swedish and dragging out her younger brother, and then crying for her mother.
Her mother had been in her bedroom on the top floor, and the fire had started on the lower level. She was expecting a baby, and she was slow, and the fire took advantage of that. She died in the fire from inhaling too much smoke. Kirsten's father soon after took her little brother and her older brother and fled to America, and Kirsten stayed behind to be adopted by us. She did not want to be reminded of her mother every day.

Its a sad story, isn't it? Kirsten is amazing in a way that all these tragedies have happened and her heart is still kind and her smile is still warm.

Nowadays, Kirsten loves to knit and sit and her room and brood about whatever she likes, and secretly she loves ballet - I have seen her dance, its like art in motion.

UPCOMING: Julia Starr - Up Close And Personal!

Love,
Sonali

Tug of war, sweet as sin, I let go, I fell in.

Feel the pull,
call your name,
all alone,
once again.

Those of you who remember and actually read my blogs, you might recall that Felicity refused to follow Elizabeth when she stormed out of our Easter Party.
Well, apparently that has caused a chain reaction.

Felicity is mad at Elizabeth.
Elizabeth is mad at Felicity.

Its like the world is in reverse! Lizzie & Lissie are like twins -- actually, they ARE twins. Fraternal twins. Nothing could ever separate them...but now Emily has. I hope she feels terrible. She should.

All I hear nowadays is yells and taunts being tossed into the air:
"Elizabeth, you're a bully!"
"Go find a life, Felicity!"
"Have you taken a look in the mirror today, Elizabeth?!"
"Felicity Anne Merriman! YOU RUINED MY MAKEUP KIT!!"

You can imagine how mad Lissie was when she realized Felicity had ruined her room with shaving cream, honey, water and oil. Including her Chanel makeup kit and her Gucci bag.

-Sonali

Dresses coming plus music videos!

Dear Bethie,

Elizabeth has been treating us all with a wide grin and a special sweetness lately -- which must mean Grace has ordered some clothing.

We are expecting two sundresses from amazon.com on Friday! Eeee! Grace says one of them will look really good on me...its hard to believe, but I still find myself super excited.

Here are some pictures of the clothes we are getting!
(Please note we do not own these photos)






These are from the Diana Collection on amazon.com. :)

Its just in time, since soon we will be filming an Our Song music video by Taylor Swift ... and these dresses are extremely Taylor Swift-y. Tell Gracelynne we're sorry she can't star in it!
The music video isn't coming anytime soon, though.

UPCOMING MUSIC VIDEOS:
Alice by Avril Lavigne (once we get 300 subscribers)
Our Song by Taylor Swift
Bucket by Carly Rae Jepsen

Love,
Sonali

Fall To Pieces

Dear Bethie,

Avril Lavigne's album Under My Skin explains my life so much. Each song describes one of my moods. Each song describes each of my problems. Except for the songs about boys in particular, that is.

My themesong is .. oh, I can't choose.

Lets see now...
Forgotten - describes my argue with fate
Take Me Away - describes how anybody could do anything to me, but I still have that blank look in my eyes.
Together - Not sure.
Don't Tell Me - Kinda like how I don't want people telling me to get over Bethie.
He Wasn't - Like how all the dolls who visit my family betray me.
How Does It Feel - The themesong of my life.
My Happy Ending - Describes why I ended up in this weird loving place.
Nobody's Home - Nobody's home, as in Bethie's not home.
Who Knows - Who knows what will happen?
Fall To Pieces - Also a themesong.
Freak Out - Describes the way I should let go sometimes.
Slipped Away - How can I tell you how this describes me..

Which leads me to a conclusion-- I love Avril Lavigne.

I miss you, Bethie. Sometimes I sit down and the pain tears at me until I end up losing my appetite for days, sobbing, banging my head against the wall. I wonder why fate chose for me to stay away from you. Is it to teach me a lesson? If so, I've learned my lesson! Let me out of here!

Love,
Sonny

Emily -- before and after.

That was Emily before she came to us.




That, my dear friend, is after.

Do you think there is any difference? Sorry we don't have a good profile photo for when she got here, but Grace can only take so many bloggable photos. ;)

But I have a problem.
A MAJOR problem.
Grace is thinking about buying Emily off of her friend.
I have to thank Lanie Holland of Lovely Lanie's owner Katie for planting that idea in Grace's head. Now, my life will be awkward forever.

Of course, we have no clue if Grace's friend will say yes, if Grace asks at all. But its possible. And if she says yes...then what do I do?!?! I don't want to live with Emily!

-Sonali

Is it just bad luck?

UGH.
I think I may have permanant bad luck with friends. As in, I cannot make new friends. This is a problem. Definitely.

Lanie - Annoyed me.
Chrissa - I turned her down countless times. Sorry, Chrissy.
Emily - Got mad at me.

The story?
I was in my room, gathering up my things and putting them where they belong. In my pile of 'things' was my plush bear from Emily. Emily came in and sat down on the bed, muttering to herself. "Whats wrong, Em?" I asked. Emily glared with so much .... so much unfriendliness that I almost ran out of the room and vomited from fear. But thank the lord I didn't. I shook and she stood up slowly and walked across the room.
"Sonali. What IS wrong, I wonder? What in the world could be wrong, when I'm living the life of luxury in someone else's home? When nobody here seems to have to do a thing to live well, or when I give someone a teddy bear and they don't even say thank you?" She shot me another look.

It hit me. The teddy bear. The generousity. The easy life. Her tough times. BOOM. It all mixed together into some unfair jumble.

Emily kept going.
"I spent all my dollie life without a faithful owner, with dogs chewing up my fingers, and living in a box with the plastic part facing the wall. THAT is how scared my owner was that I would murder her at night. Most of the time, I lived in her Mother's closet! And here you are, loved so dearly even before you were officially part of the family!"

Here, she started a nasal impression of me.
"I have 7 oh-so-sweet older sister and 1 oh-so-sweet younger sister, I just LOOOOOVE to blog and I hate my life because of some priss who lives in Ohio! Meanwhile my friend Emily's parents are dead and she isn't even loved! YAY, LETS GO DANCE!"

As terrible as she was, I have to admit that I did act that way, I guess.
But now...but now I guess a normal friendship with anyone isn't even possible.
I miss you so much, Bethie.
-Sonali

Idea, idea!

Grace has made something AMAZING for Erin's birthday. Its PERFECT!!

As Erin has a blog now and is following mine, I cannot put what we got for her out in the open air, or open typing box, shall I say.
But if you're smart, you'll figure out what this means;

weg oth erat ied ief abr icry.

Genius enough for ya? :P
-Sonali

Orange juice looks like egg yolk.

Sorry for the random title.
Its sad, but true.

Today I've been working on an idea for Erin's birthday ... all of the sisters are STUMPED. Erin's upcoming birthday is April 27th and we have no idea what to do for her, or what we're going to get, or any of that hoola!

But when I think about April 27th I also become sad because Emily will be gone then, and without Emily around I guess I'll go back to my bored, anxious self. Emily's not exactly like Bethie. Actually, ahem, she is the exact opposite of Bethie. Which is the only reason that she's not any closer to me than she is. Instead of feeling like we're equals, I always think that I'm leading her around and teaching her to live.

With Bethie, I don't have to teach her to live. We both just...live.

Oh, but what am I saying? Emily's an equal. That was cruel of me to say.
-Sonali

Happy Easter!

Happy Easter, everyone! Today is a day of Christianity, chocolate eggs, pastel colors and the Easter Bunny. Of course, here in my home, we don't celebrate the whole christian bit, but we do take part in all the chocolatey festivities.

Emily and I hosted the party today.
It went well for the most part.
Everyone was in a good mood, and they all enjoyed their may baskets.
But when Elizabeth read her fortune, she went NUTS.

Hers said "Don't count your chickens before they hatch". She started screaming at us. She said stuff like "IS THIS SOME KIND OF SECRET WAY OF TELLING ME I'M MEAN?!" and "HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT?!".
Emily started to tear up, I could see it. She had warned me about people's feelings, but I had thought it would all be in good fun. She was scared. Elizabeth kept on screaming, and then she turned to face Emily.
"This is all your fault. You think I'm a sassy little spoiled brat, don't you?! You do! But truly, you're the spoiled brat. You and your fancy little dresses, and your little tea cups with the designs, and your blue eyes!" Elizabeth's eyes and voice spewed hatred.

It must have been God that saved Emily from not running away crying, because instead Liz stomped off first. If Emily had run off it would have gone downhill from there.
When Elizabeth ran off (after a little bit of tantrum because Felicity wouldn't follow her), Emily and I were about to end the party when the girls gathered in a circle and Ruthie came forward holding two special may baskets.
"These are for you two for hosting this for us." Her eyes were tearing up and she was smiling.
I started to tear up as well, and Emily just cried happy tears.
My basket has a flower and a fortune:
"Don't give up hope."
Whats that supposed to mean?

Emily got a teddy bear in hers, for being our guest. She's not leaving yet, but she still deserves it. Her fortune was:
"The seconds that pass by will never come back. Make the most of your life. Don't fret."

Later on I found a teddy bear on my pillow...


Love,
Sonny Beth

Easter Excitement

Hello, my dear friends!
I hope you're as excited as I... because this is Easter Break, and here comes Easter, and the Easter Bunny, all hopping down the same EASTER lane!
Emily and I have been as busy as elves getting ready for the party. Our may flower baskets are almost complete.

Err -- did I ever mention our party? Or the may flower baskets? Well, usually people celebrate "May Day" with "may day baskets". The baskets contain flowers, cards, little treats, or whatever they may like to put in there. So Emily & I have taken the concept of may day baskets and put them into an Easter party. But we still call them May Baskets.

Our party is tomorrow. Right smack dab on Easter Sunday. We draped spring fabrics, ordered spring foods, and we are about to go out to buy some flowers for our baskets.

Take a look for yourself:




After Emily & I decided to both wear our hair in short braids with our "spring crowns" to indicate us as hosts, we took a few photos.






If you would like to see the rest of our spring portraits, check our Grace's Flickr! (link coming soon)

-Sonali and Em

Erin - The Story of a Twin

Heyla.
My name is Erin.
This is kinda awkward for me, putting my feelings on a screen.

Sonali noticed I wasn't running around the house with a lampshade on my head like usual yesterday, so she offered for me to post on her blog. Bored and emotional as I was, I agreed.
So here I am.

I'm not a "singular" or an "I" or an "it". I'm a "we". Because I have a twin. Gracelynne Margaret Rose McCartney, birthday April 27th, born with a little freckle on her ear that looks like an earring hole. We are inseparable. At least, we were. I guess that previous sentence is kind of dumb, since if we were inseparable we wouldn't be separated like we are right now.

We both love The Beatles and Lady GaGa, but she doesnt as much as I. She LURVS Taylor Swift more than I am capable of typing down on a blog. Its thatbad.

She would agree to a Save The Trees protest, but she's not a full-blown hippie like me. I'm like a hippie cookie that's been in the oven for long enough, and then frosted and sprinkled. But she's a hippie cookie that hasn't even been put in the oven yet. Did that make sense to you? I hope so.

So yeah...
She got sent off to Ohiooo, and I got sent off to Canadaaaa. Phooey.

Interesting enough?
-Erin