jana banana

June 29, 2011


Filed under: me — Jana @ 4:00 pm

I am kind of a granny at heart.  I think we’ve all known this for a while.  I love all things knit and crochet.  I go to sewing night.  I enjoy quilting.

Now I have even more proof.

My bradley doll collection.

Do you remember these?  If not, well then, you just aren’t a granny like me.

I grew up in a home where we got most of our clothes and other stuff at the D.I. or good will.  My mom loves those stores, not that I blame her, there is some really rad vintage stuff there, but at the time it was soooo lame to get all of your clothes at DI.  Anywho, we would go with her all the time and when I was a young girl I happened upon one of these dolls.  I don’t know exactly what attracted me at first, but it probably had something to do with the fact that  I was obsessed with sailor moon at the time.  

Did anyone else watch this anime cartoon soap opera?  I loved it.  I watched every episode.  Until it was canceled…without ending the story.  Then I cried (probably).  Go ahead, make fun of me.  That Tuxedo mask was soooo handsome.  (I know none of you have any idea what I am talking about, and I find a little bit of satisfaction from that fact)

These dolls really remind me of her.  I was in love with the big detailed hand painted eyes, and the huge dessert colored southern bell dresses. 

I even liked the wonky wire fingers that never seemed to be in any kind of “natural” position.

I begged my mom to let me buy one almost every time I saw one.  After a few years I had quite the collection.

When I left for college I put all my old stuff in boxes and left it in her garage.  I don’t remember specifically what I told her to do with them, but somewhere along the line things got twisted and she was under the impression that I wanted her to sell them at a yard sale.  I came home one year to a family gathering with all of my cousins and when I walked in I saw that every one of my little girl cousins was holding one of my antique dolls.  I asked my mother why they had my collection out and she told me (horrified) that she didn’t know I still wanted them, and that she had let all of the little girls each pick out a doll to keep.  I was bummed, but I was not about to go around and yoink the doll out of 8 little girls hands.  So I made my peace with it and forgot about them.

Well I guess my mom has been feeling bad about it ever since, and over the years has found a bunch of them (the little girls are all grown up now) I just recently got a large package in the mail and inside I found these:

I still think they are so awesome, and Carmen does too (and has just informed me that they are now her dolls, and not mine anymore). :)

I am pretty sure that the only step between me and becoming a full fledged granny is a bowl of ancient hard ribbon candy

that when you try to take one, the whole lot is lifted out… still in the shape of the dish.  Either that, or sending all of my friends and relatives a nice big fruit cake each year for christmas.  I’ll work on it.



  1. hahha! oh i didn’t realize your sweet mom hadn’t sent you just the one… she went and recovered the whole collection!! what a good mom. love it. even though those dolls ARE slightly creepy. i just can’t get over those spindly fingers… :)

    Comment by Tami — June 29, 2011 @ 4:47 pm

  2. and yeah – i’ve referred to you as mommy jana before – but you’re right it really should be gramma jana. always baking, knitting, cooking. though i must say – you are the hotter than any grandma i’ve ever seen.

    Comment by Tami — June 29, 2011 @ 4:48 pm

  3. Those fingers freak me out, but the dolls are just totally you. It’s cool that you actually loved something as a kid that you still like. I collected turtles. (lame)

    Also, GILF.

    Comment by littleredwren — June 29, 2011 @ 8:39 pm

  4. Also also, pretty pictures! I love the second vintagey one especially.

    Comment by littleredwren — June 29, 2011 @ 8:39 pm

  5. The large blue one in the middle is the only one left of your original collection… Thanks for forgiving me. :) Your post brought tears to my eyes because I’m a granny too and love old things and things that others spend time making-like embroidery, carvings, crochet/knit, lace, etc. To be honest with you, I haven’t seen any of these kind of dolls since I mistakenly gave them all away, until recently. It seems no matter where I’d end up, I’d find more. (I put my “order” in, I guess)

    My Grandma Huffaker (your great grandma) did have that petrified ribbon candy in a dish all year. Unknown to us, at night the stuff had cockroaches crawling all over the bowl of candy. My mom just told me this, after all this time.She came in one night into the kitchen, turned on the light and in horror saw the bowl teeming with cockroaches. She vowed never to touch the candy again, but never shared it with the rest of us… eek.

    I’m glad Carmen loves her new dolls. haha. ;) wink.

    p.S. One of the dolls was flipping me off before I mailed them to you. Made me laugh at the awkwardness of the hands… te he

    Comment by Mom — June 30, 2011 @ 6:38 am

  6. Jana, I love that about you. I must be a granny at heart too. Although I don’t know how to knit or crochet yet, but I just love old things. I kept all my old dolls in a trunk and treasured them for years until most of them were just recently stolen and I thought my heart would break!! I guess I’m a little sentimental too. Loved this post. Thanks for sharing. You are amazing.

    Comment by Gwenny — June 30, 2011 @ 9:31 am

  7. Harajuku Granny. =)

    Comment by (me)linda — July 1, 2011 @ 9:01 am

  8. Oh she sent you the whole collection!?! I’m so happy for you! Those dolls are rad…I may or may not have thought about them since I saw them at your house. And when your kids have kids, they better call you Gramma Jana because that is the coolest grandma name ever! Nice one Tam.

    Comment by Krystal — July 7, 2011 @ 8:10 am

  9. I like this collection more than the one that used to haunt me as your kid sister.
    Juuuust kidding. I thought they were gorgeous. I think you’re gorgeous too. And I often wish I was more like you, but I’m just not. Im not knitty, or good at drawing (ps, I went to a house this week in p town where the rooms all had murals, like the laundry room had bubbles on the wall, and i decided you’re gunna paint me a masterpiece mural someday. yup. or just bubbles on my laundry room wall)

    Comment by Carly — July 10, 2011 @ 9:29 pm

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