As an avid reader, some years ago I picked up a copy of Irish folklore and enjoyed reading the tales that involved much more than leprechauns, pots of gold at the end of rainbows, and fairies. I've loved Irish music for many years, in the form of artists like Mary McLaughlin, Connie, Dover, and the phenomenal band Clannad. We tend not to think much about Ireland until March rolls around with St. Patrick's Day popping up around mid month. I haven't spot of Irish blood in me, but I love this grand island and its treasures.
St. Patrick's Day commemorates St. Patrick and the arrival of Christianity in Ireland. It celebrates the heritage and culture of the Irish in general. Celebrations involve public parades and festivals, the wearing of green attire, shamrocks. During this time more effort is made to use the Irish language, especially in Ireland, where the week of St. Patrick's Day is Irish Language Week. Gaelic is a derogatory term, although many people still do not know this. Irish is the language and the customs.
I happen to be a great fan of Jean Grainger's The Tour series. In this series, Connor O'Shea is introduced to us as tour bus guide and ends up half owning, and managing Castle Dysert, Ireland's finest resort and hotel - through a stroke of Irish luck. Jean, herself, was born in Cork, Ireland. She has been a tour guide of her beloved home country, a teacher, a university lecturer and a playwright. She began writing fiction at the suggestion of her clients on tours, many of whom were sure all the stories she told them would make for a great book. And so this month I picked up Book 5 in The Tour series so I could spend some time in Ireland again.In her fictional writing, she also teaches us things about her country, such as the provenance of sir names. For instance, the O in a name like O'Shea means "of", so you'd be of the O'Shea family. Mc or Mac preceding the name means "son of". For names like Sullivan, which would have dropped the O', these are referred to as soup names, meaning they took the soup. During the famine of the mid-1800's, soup kitchens were set up by the British, and in order to feed yourself, you had to drop the O from your name, making you less Irish.
I love history, and I love learning. But, I also love celebrating, even in small ways, the countries and cultures that make this world a wonderful place to live. And, that includes dressing my dolls in shamrock costumes to liven up my doll room.Last year Diana Vining painted this lively image of Grace and Dolly dressed for celebrating St. Patrick's Day, and naturally, I set my sights on creating it for my dolls. Would I have dressed Grace without a Dolly Dingle? Certainly. But, with the advent of my new Dolly Dingle, sewing this set for the two of them made it all the more fun.
This was one of those costumes you'd look at and think, "Oh, no sweat. I can do that!". hmph It wasn't as easy as I'd hoped. For one thing, finding a proper green plaid for the skirts was difficult, and I ended up making them out of a woven cotton. Should I have been able to find a matching wool, the skirts would have been too thick for the small dolls. The other question when considering fabric, was for their tops/sweaters/blouses, whatever you'd like to call them.
Grace's top was interesting, at best, to design. I am not a professional pattern maker. No matter how the outcome may appear, I've paid dearly for it. My approach is seldom make a pattern, sew it up. Its more a matter of tailoring and trimming and fitting as I go along. And, I never do something more than once, so I'm always learning and struggling along. With this top, the neckline puzzled me, and I considered a zipper up the front, yet I didn't see a zipper pull, so I didn't create it that way.
Pleating this plaid to try and get the most green from it was daunting, too. It may come as a surprise, but sewing is not fun for me. Its work. Its a challenge. I simply like what I can do with a sewing machine. Its the results I'm after, and trust me, if I could buy what I'm sewing, I wouldn't hesitate. I only make things I can't purchase ready made.
With Dolly's bow, I made this out of green Shantung silk and added another sparkly shamrock. The shamrocks were earrings, too. I simply clipped the posts short, then fastened the backs after sticking them through. Each girl has a black leather belt with a proper gold buckle.
I was lucky to find a piece of 1/8" vintage green rick rack for Dolly's white cotton collar that matched, perfectly, the green in the skirt fabric.
The jewelry was fun to procure. Love Etsy. You can find anything there. Grace's earrings are "human" earrings, and the shamrock pins, brooches, each of them wear, are flat backed charms I glued tiny magnets to. Another tiny magnet beneath the blouse holds it in place. I learned this trick from Integrity. They make brooches for Poppy Parker this way.
I added little cotton grosgrain black bows to the heels of the shoes to complete the look.
The fun for me in any project is the chance of discovery. Learning something new, and discovering news ways of doing things. Mini a-ha moments.
However you plan to celebrate the coming of spring, the culture, folklore and beauty of Ireland, don't forget that your dolls enjoy this, too. Adding a few mini St. Patrick's Day postcards to your display, a ceramic leprechaun (I do have one somewhere!), and sprays of sparkly green shamrocks can lift your spirits as well as your dolls'. For me, I'm doing it this year with Jean Grainger's book, and seeing two of my favorite girls dressed up in Diana's precious designs.
I hope you'll enjoy the photos below, of Ireland and a special postcard I found last night. The two illustrations came from a children's book on Irish folklore and mythology. And, as its always fun to make new friends along the tour, my American Girl, Blaire, is hiking the green hills and taking in the sights of Ireland enjoying her shamrock shaped shortbread cookies.
Love, Melissa

















































