Making clothes for my doll (it’s a hellscape)

So I have a doll I named Desislava, he’s a piece of trash I found at the charity shop and desperately needed. He’s made of porcelain and now that my sister has come home, she’s now managed to crack it. So I’m sad now. But while I was altering (by hand) a shirt my mum bought me (I do this with all my clothes since our tastes are wildly different), I used the scraps to stitch a fluffy black shirt for him. But now his head is kinda fucked so I guess he won’t be looking super cute anyway.

This is the doll with a skirt I replaced by stitching some old curtains. The original was a plastic, dirty melted mess. His head is fucked but the wig hides it (the wig is also fucked too). We’re getting superglue eventually tho.

ignore my hands

This is the shirt I made out of my shirt, which took me about an hour and a half since I was watching The Taking of Deborah Logan. Now I just need to work on finding material around the house to make more outfits, like PJs and hopefully a dress! I stripped a doll from a skip of all of its clothes and found a nice green  military uniform, so Desislava’s wardrobe is gonna be great. And I hope the superglue finally comes.