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The (Almost) Tragic Tale of Bella’s Crown

Once upon a time there was a dressmakers dummy named Bella. She had spent many, many years in an old lady’s sewing room (dressed discretely in a bra and slip so the old lady’s husband didn’t get any ideas) and graced with the occasional apron or blouse project. Then the old lady died, and her  children, lovers of the modern and new fangled things called “malls”, sent  her to a antique shop. There she languished for years-tossed into a back  corner, unnoticed and unloved…until one day a broad came in to the shop,  spoke to the shop keeper, and was led directly to Bella.

Before she knew it she was transported to another new and exciting world. She was dressed in a t-shirt and a big pink petticoat. She wore bags of all styles and colors. And she had a crown.

Oh, she was so happy, and she so loved her crown. She had always been self  conscious about her lack of a head, you see, and she felt the crown set her  neck off just right. She didn’t think life could get better now that her  Meatbagz broads (or so she called them) came into her life.

Until one day she realized there were strange things happening. A flurry  of activity, cleaning, planning, the delicious smell of fancy food she felt
certain was in the air if only she had a nose to smell it with…and then  one broad approached her with a large amount of stuffing and did the
strangest thing with it….and then she realized! A baby shower! She was  stationed out in the fresh air with a baby sized belly and a sign to direct
visitors where to park.

Oh, Bella was so proud that day-people even stopped and took her photo,  laughing and saying how wonderful she looked. Bella nearly fell of her stand  in happiness.

After the festivities ended, the guests went home, and the stuffing  removed from her shirt Bella was once again in her comfortable and sunny
corner. she relived that day over and over, thinking of how cool the sun felt on her cloth, how tickley the green grass felt on her stand, and how
wonderful it was to be a part of it.

Until she realized. Her neck felt bare. In fact, it had felt bare for quite some time.

She thought about it and thought about it (this being hard, as she has no brain) and finally she realized-her crown. It was gone.

Gone, gone, gone!

Had one of the broads taken it for safe keeping before setting her outside? If so, where was it now? Why didn’t they give it back to her?

Oh, Bella cried rusty tears of disappointment…her beautiful crown, her wonderful neck topper…gone. And as the days turned into weeks and weeks into months she slowly realized-the crown was gone. Sure, the broads tried one thing or another to distract her, but it just wasn’t the same. they tried a cowboy hat, but that just made her feel short. They even made her a  festive twinkle light crown for a Christmas craft show, and as cute as it was, it still wasn’t her crown. But, she supposed, it would have to do.

And then one day one of the broads was taking her daughter out to wait for the bus. And unbeknownst to all of them, it was going to be a very special day indeed….because instead of just standing on the steps while her daughter went to the special crack in the driveway, the broad followed her out. And instead of just standing there shivering, the broad happened to look into the bushes and see what appeared to be a plastic bucket (which is known to happen as junk flew off the back of trucks on their road on a regular basis). And instead of shrugging and leaving it there, the broad went over and picked it up. And instead of a broken plastic bucket, she found THIS:

BELLA’S CROWN, returned to her after all these months! Broken and a bit battered, yes, but nothing (her broad assured her) a little super glue couldn’t fix. And just in time for that craft show.

Oh, Bella would have cried out and jumped up and down with joy, had she a voice and had she legs…but as she did not, she creaked very quietly and leaned very slightly, happy to have her crown back at last.

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About meatbagz totes

Mackenzie is an award winning pie maker, a fast driver, and a screen printing mastermind. Kate is a designer, occasional neat freak, and tea drinking madwoman. They both believe in the power of good karma, air banding as a valid form of exercise, and that getting your hands dirty is a good way to keep your soul clean. Together they make up Team Meatbagz.

3 responses »

  1. Love the funny story, love the happy ending!

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  2. God Bless the crown is back. I love this dress forms. My Mother has two (male/female) in her Vintage shop.

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    • You just can’t compete with a vintage dress form! Bella has a whole personality of her own-luckily she doesn’t mind hanging out with us (especially now that we found her crown for her)!

      Reply

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