Scary Halloween table decor using antique dolls and glass cloches. For those of us who like some creep in our Halloween.
So a month ago when I was planning this year’s Halloween DIY I knew I had to use dolls. They are the perfect combination of grotesque and terrifying. Am I right? In fact you’ve already seen one of my prize dolls heads in this Christie Antique Show post I did last month. It’s the one on the right, below.
I didn’t buy the head at that show, but saw it again at a show the next weekend and picked it up then. As luck would have it, after digging around a bit, the vendor was able to find the arms and legs and also donated the torso. It was at that exact moment this year’s Halloween DIY was born.
The following simple DIY may be disturbing to some readers. And I’m O.K. with that.
DIY Halloween Decorations
Dolling up Halloween
Doll parts under glass. I know. It’s disturbing. That’s what makes it great.
The dolls and doll parts were all bought at local flea markets or antique shows; the most expensive one being $20.
If you don’t have access to flea markets the best place to find vintage dolls or doll parts is Etsy. If you click here you can see what they have right now.
The glass cloches (other than the huge one in the centre) were all bought over the years at Homesense. That’s Homegoods to you American folks.
Rule number one in any kind of decorating, grotesque or not, put something under glass and it’ll look special. No. Matter. What.
Even a dirty old hand looks remarkable under glass.
The dolls legs are particularly gross. In other words, fantastic.
EVERYTHING LOOKS BETTER UNDER A GLASS CLOCHE.
This full, straw stuffed doll cost me $20 at a flea market. The vendor had $45 on it but as I was looking at it he must have been so thrilled someone was interested that he dropped the price immediately to $20. SOLD. I’ll be keeping this out in various places of the house throughout the year. I mean, you don’t keep something as stunning as this hiding in a Tupperware bin in the basement. You just don’t.
This is the head that started it all. The head without a body, until the vendor found the body in pieces for me.
I don’t like dolls. Anyone who knows me knows that I hate dolls. They’re gross and scary; like clowns. As a young girl, formulating my likes and dislikes, dolls very clearly fell into the dislikes group. Because of that, instead of playing with dolls, I would dismember them and throw them under my bed. Feeling empowered, I’d then run outside, find the nearest worm and claim him as my plaything.
There’s a certain irony therefore in me displaying all of these doll parts under glass like specimens. They’re almost elegant. It’s the kind of elegance a worm would be hard pressed to ever achieve. I mean unless you put a top hat on him.
Antique, creepy, dirty looking dolls however, bring me the kind of joy I normally only get from finding leftover pizza in the fridge I’d forgotten about.
If you like this sort of thing you should take my full Halloween house tour. It’s creepy but with something weirdly pretty about it too.
It other words, it’s Pretty Grimm.