Tuesday, August 9, 2011

The Pink Problem

I have struggled with pink my entire life. It's not a color that I have ever gotten along with; as a child I used to tell people I was allergic to it. Well, and onions, too, but I love those now. Pink, on the other hand, has never quite grown on me. It is my least favorite hue. Fuchsia and I are homies, but pink? I would pass it on the highway if it had a flat tire. I would drive through a puddle while it was standing on the corner. I would buy every issue of it's favorite comic just so I could watch it cry. This isn't a Macho thing, either; I voluntarily watched the Notebook, for crying out loud!

So, what to do when you run a craft business that makes dolls? If you've been with us long enough, you know we haven't always had cute. The word itself wasn't even in my voluntary vocabulary until our kids were born. Our earliest monsters had a lot of creepy painted into them, and even our early Squidleighs bore a bit of menace. Rachel would hand me a pink body for a Worgie Monster, knowing full well that my irrational prejudice would kick in and produce something terrifying.

But then, kids started liking our dolls.

And some kids like cute.

Baby Squidleighs were a direct answer to that situation. Our daughter, who was 9 at the time, pointed out that she would like what we do a hell of a lot more (she swears like her mother) if some of our dolls were cute. We made some Baby Squidleighs, she exploded with happiness, and the "Cute Period" of Grimmleighs was launched. From that day on, we made sure there was some representation from the cute camp at every show.

That's all well and good, but I still had a problem with pink. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't make something cute out of a pink doll. Four eyed drool monster? Sure. Pink fuzzy bunny? Don't make me pull this car over, buddy!

Well, we are coming up on our third show show at Craft Lake City this Saturday. Even though we were operating as Grimmleighs for a few months before the first CLC in 2009, we consider consider Craft Lake to be our real anniversary; that was the first time we realized that we could actually make a business out of our passion for yarn and paint. I decided to challenge myself to commemorate this event, and asked Rachel to make a blank body. A pink body. A pink bunny body.

Yeah, the cute challenge was on. I needed to prove to myself that pink was not evil, that I could indeed paint something cute in pink, and a bunny at that! A cute pink bunny, you say? Is the fabric of reality about to unravel, leaving us all dangling from the delicate strands of perception? Are the Old Ones about to shamble forth, freed for all Eternity to feast on our fragile sanity?

Decide for yourself. I give you Mopsy, the Pink Bunny of the Apocalypse!


  1. The story of your struggle brought a tear to my eye. (sniff) The overwhelming cuteness of Mopsy is very nearly unbearable! ;-D

  2. Thanks, Susie! After conquering this "issue", I think I might be ready to take on "Dirty Dancing"!

  3. So....I created a monster when I kept asking for 20+ baby squiddies. In pink. With a binky?????!!! WOOHOO GO ME!!!!! :0P