Lady Vampire Toothpick Doll

It's finally my favorite month! Why? Because apart from October being my birth month, it's also the month when people prepare their Halloween costumes, plan their Halloween outdoor designs, and stores sell their newest (if not cliche) Halloween costumes.

I've never experienced attending a Halloween party nor do I have tried going around the neighborhood saying Trick or Treat on repeat. It was never a practice in my school as a kid, nor a tradition in my own suburban neighborhood. You might be asking which planet do I live in that I haven't experienced such a fun activity in my whole life. But it's the truth. Even when my grandmother visited Canada when I was just 6 and she had pictures of Jack O' Lantern pumpkins being prepared by my cousins, it never occurred to me that it was for Halloween. I only thought why they were salvaging an innocent pumpkin. I only knew the word Halloween at 3rd or 4th grade when my second youngest cousin attended a Halloween party at her Kindergarten. She wore a yellow Teletubby costume and I asked why she was wearing it and my aunt said it was for their Halloween party. 

And the rest is history. It's somehow pathetic right? But moving on, since this month is about Halloween parties and such, I am posting my toothpick doll I made for Halloween. I can't wear a Halloween costume that's why I decided to design a Halloween costume for my toothpick doll instead. But if I were to wear a costume, the first thing that came to mind was a vampire.

I am not actually a fan of vampires, but the reason why I chose a vampire is because of something that happened in 4th grade. I was playing Patintero with my classmates and I accidentally bumped into one of them. I don't remember how it happened but when I looked at her, her head was full of blood and my mouth was painful. Which I just concluded she might've collided to my teeth which caused her injury. It might seem crazy but ever since that happened, I've been called a vampire. And the bullying started. There was even a time when the teacher made me stand in front of the class and she asked me questions about how it happened, I guess she couldn't believe nothing happened to me despite the collision. What I felt back then was like a juvenile criminal being tested and judged in a court-like classroom. With all the eyes of my classmates watching me from the pinnacle of my head to the tip of my shaking feet. I never got comforted or even told that it's okay and it's not my fault or it was only just an accident. She got rushed to the hospital and got some stitches and rested for about a week. During that course of time, I was terribly scared. I stopped playing with my classmates and completely isolated myself from them. The rich kids in my class even made me their errand girl, sometimes they would sharpen their pencils and dump the shreds on my desk, and they would laugh at me like it was fun. There was even a time they would order me around to throw their garbage away and when I refused to, they would threaten me and say things like 

"Oh you're not scared of us anymore??"

But despite that, I still made it through. I never fought back or anything. I just let them be, and eventually they stopped. But yeah, that's my dark past.

This is my Lady Vampire toothpick Doll during the process. I gave her a gothic style overcoat, a corset detail, and some dark grey details on her inner skirt to give the illusion of tiny roses detail. I also gave her a choker with a red rose and a high collar. Excuse for the bald head. Haha!

And here is the finished product. I actually made her first before my Elf Mage doll series, which is obvious because of her stiff arms. I gave her bell sleeves with red lining. Since I want to give her that vampire vibe, I gave her bat wings I patterned from Batman. Hahaha! But making those wings was hell of a headache. I used a paper cut out, then glued the strings one by one. The problem was each time I glue the next string, the strings I have already glued on sticks to my finger and I end up taking them off unintentionally at once. It was such a pain.

For her hairstyle, I decided to give her a long hair that's almost to her ankles. Either I was so exhausted about the bat wings or I was just lazy to cut her hair, I can't even determine which was the actual reason. I gave her an unkempt hairstyle for no apparent reason. I guess because vampires don't actually care about having tidy hair?

The little coffin behind her is only just a prop. She can't fit inside obviously. So I just gave it a little golden chain.