If you follow either the comments on this post or my Instagram account, you already know that Don bought the vintage dollhouse for me. We went to the shop and as soon as Don saw it, he was in. I tried out some furniture – it’s not quite to scale, but it will do. In the end, it was an easy decision.

And now it’s home.

As far as it being on the kitchen table, we eat dinner on trays in the den. We sometimes grab lunch at the table and there’s still plenty of room on either side of the house for a plate. We make all decisions like this one together, carefully considering all the options, and we talk the whole thing over until we’re sure in our choice. This truly is a partnership.

This is the other side that I neglected to photograph in the shop. This is very much a folk art house. The bricks are drawn on. The window panes are drawn on, as is the siding. But isn’t it charming?

The windows are made of glass (some are missing) and sometimes there is a scrap of lace on a window.

The porch.

The sides come off in sections. I’ll try to show you this as we go.

Upper floor exterior section off.

Lower section off.

And the center of the roof comes off.

And the other sides removed. I believe the room with the fireplace is meant to be the dining room. There’s another fireplace in the adjoining room, but it’s impossible to get a picture of it. That room is the living room. Although I might change that since I can get a photo of this side.

At the front of the house – a sun porch.

Sun porch and staircase. And the only thing left that is hanging on a wall – a mirror.

There are scraps of fabric in the doorways, meant to be curtains. For some reason, the builder didn’t make front or back doors. I see no evidence of there having been any in the past.

Kitchen, I believe, at the back of the house.

The dining room fireplace. Hand drawn bricks.

He/she put these half dowels in and the floors fit around them.

The sides, when inserted, are hooked into place with these little hooks. Pretty ingenious!

It’s very funky. One side on the upper floor is wonky and light shows through from the outside. It’s sort of impossible to get in some rooms, especially in what most likely the bathroom, and the stairway. It’s clearly handmade, though in the best possible way. I’m in awe of this craftsman and so wish I could talk to him and hear his story. Or her story. Did he model it after a real house? Was it his house? Did he make it for his children?

As I said to Don this morning, it fits together like a giant puzzle. It’s so cool!

I’m going to vacuum it out today and do some interior cleaning as best I can.

Hope you enjoyed the tour!

Don is under the weather again, so we’re going to hang out at home today.