Katie Pumpkinhead’s Pumpkin Patch

 Hang onto your pumpkins, boils and ghouls, because today I'm about to do the unthinkable: Today I'm going to share with you the story of a Christmas memory! If you know me at all, you know that I have extremely vivid memories of just about every Halloween I've ever experienced. I could probably, if I put my mind to it, remember every thought I've ever had about Halloween, in vivid detail. However, even despite the fact that I actually did love it at one point, this is not the case when it comes to Christmas.  I remember the feeling of my childhood Christmases. I remember traditions and that childhood excitement. I remember how the day felt, how the decorations looked, the feeling of believing in Santa and the emptiness of that belief going away. But, for the most part, I really don't remember specifics.  There's nothing about any one particular day or year that stands out to me. Except for one thing. My only vivid, and in my eyes, very amusing, childhood Christ...

Since last Saturday was World Doll Day, it got me thinking. If I’m “known” for anything at all around social media, it’s most likely my collection of Halloween art dolls. Photographing and sharing my dolls is a huge part of my life, and honestly, one of the biggest factors that I believe makes me, me.  Since I get a lot of questions and compliments about my collection and hobbies relating to it, I thought it would be fun to give a bit of backstory, and also share some of my favorite artists. I’ve really always been a doll person. As a child who was often alone with my imagination, I spent a lot of my time creating stories for my Barbies and other dolls. Sometimes they acted as friends, other times they acted as characters, but no doll was ever without a name and some sort of backstory. I didn’t understand girls who didn’t play with dolls. The idea was simply unthinkable to me.  My love for dolls didn’t go away when it was “supposed” to. In fact, my father would get annoyed whe...