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WIP Wednesday: Creepy Charlottes

My last post mentioned necklaces for WIP Wednesday and here they are: Creepy Charlottes! I know technically these aren't Frozen Charlotte figurines, they are Tim Holtz Idea-ology Salvaged Dolls and they're available at many craft stores as well as online.
Creepy Charlottes coming soon!


I didn't think to take photos of each step until after I had my papers trimmed and glued in place, but the idea started with a bezel, a coveted Susan Lenart Kazmer Spellbinders Media Mixage hobnail bezel, to be precise. I had bought up a good supply of these bezels because as far as I know, they aren't being made anymore. You can still find them online. Happy hunting!

Months ago, I had thought of making some necklaces out of hemp string tied noose-fashion around a doll so I snagged a package of Salvaged Dolls. They've been on my desk, waiting for that motivation and me learning to tie a noose. (seems I should know how to tie one, doesn't it?)

Thanks to insomnia, I had the idea to put a doll in the bezel for a creepy Halloween necklace. Saturday I had the right amount of domestic laziness to begin.

When I say I had laziness, I truly did. Normally, I would have used a die and my Vagabond machine to cut out the papers for the bezels, but I didn't want to leave the couch. Instead, I trimmed the papers (Tim Holtz Regions Beyond Mini Stash) and pressed them into the bezels, trimming for fit. They weren't perfectly cut, but glitter hides a thousand flaws.
Love these Tim Holtz papers and ephemera!


I glued the papers into the bezels using Glossy Accents and added a piece of Tim Holtz 'Frightful' ephemera then put a thin bead of Glossy Accents around the edges of the paper and up the sides of the bezel. A heavy coating of the chunkiest black glitter pressed down into the corner seams gives the pendants a dirty but luxe feel.

The dolls fit so well but they look so clean. I want them to look old and dirty and creepy. I want at least one to be rusted. This weekend I will work on them and let my mind wander until I can think of something wonderfully wicked to dangle from the bottom of the pendant. I'll even try out different chain ideas.

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