Aestival Autumn

Aestival, btdubs, means ‘of or pertaining to summer’. As it is still technically summer, I couldn’t put a fall theme to this post, so I looked for a pretty word to add to Autumn’s name. Not only is ‘aestival’ nice to look at, it works well here.

When I did The Grand Turnover, I changed Autumn’s character a lot. But I just realised that I never said anything about her new personality – so here’s a photoshoot (similar to Fearless – #sorrynotsorry) to re-introduce her.


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Maybe it’s the red hair. Maybe it’s the Irish blood that I got it from. Whatever it is that makes me who I am, it definitely makes me stand out in the crowd.

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You know it’s me when you see a talented girl with great fashion sense and even greater poise. Her chin is up, her eyes are open, and her mouth is set in an intrepid smile.

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She never looks back, this girl. She just keeps going and lets everything that trys to tear her down slide off her positive demeanor.

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This girl’s a visionary, a leader of her friends. Charm and charisma come naturally to her. Her confidence helps both her and everyone around her succeed.

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Sometimes, that confidence gets the better of her. Sometimes she lets her pride and willfullness get to her head. But she never cries over what she can’t change.

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One day, she’ll be the unfailing beacon that many can look to for guidance. Until then, she’ll keep doing what she does best – steering herself and everyone around her to achievement.

They call her Autumn Adair.


At first glance, Autumn might sound a lot like Kaori. But whereas Autumn is social, fashion-forward and bossy, Kaori is not.

Bonus pictures (click to make them bigger):

What do you think of Autumn? Does she remind you of anyone you know? Which of your dolls is most like her?

{Tess}

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The Barefoot Tag

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I’ve finally started a tag! Hooray!

The rules for this tag are simple.

  1. Take a photoshoot of your doll – but she has to be barefoot.
  2. At least half of your photos must be unedited.
  3. Post every photo you took, regardless of whether it’s good or bad.
  4. Tag one and only one person.

I tag: Gracie from Smile And Craft AG!

Since I am the originator of this tag, I submit my photoshoot.

I took these at about 8:00 am. The sun is so pretty on Autumn’s pretty red hair!

However, I need to do a Doll Spa Day – where I get the smudge off of Autumn’s face (a Breyer horse fell off my shelf and scratched her on the cheek), tigthen Issa’s limbs, and clean everyone’s skin. They’re all smudgy.

Does anyone have any suggestions as to what to use on that nasty scratch? I really need to get it off, it looks like a scab. LOL.

From,
blackiesunshine

The Road to Stardom, Part II {Silver Sky Tales #4}

I experimented with a different room in this post – unfortunately my backdrop was not big enough in some places. Enjoy anyways.


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“Look, Autumn, I don’t care what you say about your glasses, you need to take them,” Sophia said for the eighty millionth time.

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“No,” Autumn replied, tossing her head saucily. “I won’t wear them, I won’t even bring them. They’re ugly and they ruin my natural beauty.”

“I don’t care. You need to wear them.”

“No, I don’t! I won’t ever make it in the acting world wearing eyeglasses!”

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“Look, Tum,” said Issa, who was tired of hearing Autumn whine. “Sophia knows what she’s doing. If she says you’re going to wear those glasses then by golly you’re going to wear them.”

“That was sort of American,” Autumn remarked huffily.

“I don’t care; it should convince you to do right.”

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Autumn seized the bag from Sophia. Her glasses within made an annoying click as she swung it angrily.

“Are we ready, then?” Sophia asked.

Issa jumped off the chair. “I am.”

And so they departed for Parker Brothers Coffee.

~o.O.o~

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Mrs. Lei Pei Miau was a staunch, businesslike woman in her mid-thirties.

“Look,” Autumn whispered to Issa. “Your hair fits right in.”

Issa giggled and whispered, “I think mine’s better.”

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There was, unfortunately, but one seat at the table, so Issa and Autumn stood behind Sophia encouragingly.

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“You are Miss Montoya, no?”

“Yes, I’m she.”

“Very good, I hear from my talent scouts that you and your friends Issa Palmer and…” She looked at Autumn. “What’s your name?”

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“Autumn Adair, ma’am.”

“Hmm. Tell me, are you Irish?”

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Issa yawned. Whenever Autumn was asked that, she went into a long speech about how it was unfair that she had not inherited the accent. Anything, she thought, to make this interesting…

Then, she saw something awful. Biting her tongue to keep from blurting it out in front of Miss Miau, she whipped out her phone.

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Issa watched nervously. PING! went Autumn’s phone.

“Excuse me,” she said, and stepped away. Issa tried not to make eye contact.

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Autumn read. Then she looked.

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There on her thigh was a hole in her tights the size of a young watermelon. The bare skin stared out from behind its nylon cage.

She heard Miss Miau say, “You told me, Miss Montoya, that Autumn faints on cue?”

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“Yes,” said Sophia nervously, looking at the genuine performance. “She does.”

THE END.


The phone screens were made on a very easy, free, online tool called Fake iPhone Text Messages. I had a ton of fun making this one. Next stop? The Road to Stardom, Part III.

Tell me what you thought!

{Tess}

The Road to Stardom, Part I {Silver Sky Tales #3}

I apologize that this has taken so long to get up, but here it is, in its full glory (or lack thereof) – Silver Sky Tales #3. And notice that my photography has improved a little – I’ve been working on it. 🙂


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Issa sat, on that windy January morning, comfortably ensconced in the large pink beanbag known affectionately as The Gumball. It did rather resemble one, she thought, and as she flipped through the magazine she was reading wondering whose idea Valentine’s Day was, Autumn skipped in, red-faced and breathless.

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“Look!” she commanded before Issa could say anything. But then she snatched the letter away before Issa could acknowledge it and swirled into a chair.

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Issa glanced at the address.

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Brighton, Illinois, she wondered. What could somebody in the States want from Misses Montoya, Palmer and Adair?

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Autumn, holding the letter much too close to her face, pretending like she was reading it. Issa watched with a grinchish smile.

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“Don’t think I don’t know you wear reading glasses,” Issa smirked.

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Autumn sighed, felt around in the drawer for the dreaded spectacles, and reluctantly put them on. Autumn had a “thing” about glasses. She thought they made her look old and ugly, which, of course, wasn’t the case, because there are few things in this world that make Miss Adair unattractive. Chances are that everyone would have thought they were cute if she wore them more often.

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With quavering lips and pouding heart, Autumn read the letter. She gave a little gasp, rather like a bewigged duchess who had just heard something traitorous, and

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collapsed on the floor!

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Issa, who was very much alarmed, rose from the clutches of The Gumball and put her Guide training to work.

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Flipping her over, and trying to ignore every story she’d heard of bad news coming in a letter and making the reader have a heart attack and die, she checked to see if she was still breathing. She was.

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“Great pumpkin spice!” came a familiar voice. Apparently Sophia was back from ballet. “What’s she done to herself now?”

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“She’s in a dead faint,” came Issa’s nonchalant reply, like having your friends keel over on the floor was a part of everyday life.

“I can see that,” Sophia replied with a cocked eyebrow. “But why?”

Issa was about to answer something along the lines of “beats me”, but for one, that sounded sort of American, and secondly, there was one clue as to why Autumn had fainted.

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She picked up the letter that was nestled in the woolly carpet and read it.

“Don’t you go keeling over, too,” Sophia warned.

“Do I usually?” Issa answered, not really heeding. Then, she blinked. “Good heavens,” she sighed.

“What???”

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“It appears,” Issa said, shaking her head, “that we’re actors now.”

“First off, since we’re girls, we’ll be actresses. And secondly, what in thunder does that mean?

“Just let me read it,” Issa said, and put on her best Illinois accent.

“Dear Misses Montoya, Palmer and Adair,

My name is Elmore Whittaker. I am the director of Whittaker Productions, Inc. My talent scouts have spotted the three of you and would like to have you in a new production we have deemed Enigma On Eighteenth Street. If you are interested in taking the roles we offer, please meet my casting agent Lei Pei Miau (pronounced like the cat noise, by the way) at Parker Brothers Coffee at nine o’clock on the morning of the twelfth of January.

Respectfully,

Mr. Elmore Whittaker
Director

(P.S: The parts are a lot of fun. It’s a detective story, see, so naturally there’s a lot of mystery to it. And your natural accents will be just stellar to the production. – E. W.)

“Wow,” said Sophia. “So are we going to meet him next Thursday?”

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Autumn slowly sat up. “Of course we are! I’ve always wanted to be a movie star!”

TO BE CONTINUED…


Well, what do you think? Yes, this will mean that I will be starting a new series in addition to the Silver Sky Tales. AG is an excellent way to express those little stories that need to be told but aren’t worth writing.

I hope you’ll look forward to more!

Signing off,

Tess