This morning my 10 yr old came into the living room where I was typing. She wrapped herself tight in her green fluffy blanket, frantic morning hairdo peeking out of its folds. As she sat down at my feet she asked: "Mommy, did you ever look inside a dollhouse and wish you could shrink down and go inside of it?"
"Oh, honey, yes. Lots of times."
"Me too." Great big yawn patted back to sleep by a blanketed hand. "I would just love to live inside mine."
I know of no other believer, supporter, and patron of dollhouses than Tasha Tudor herself. There is even a book on Tasha Tudor's Dollhouse: A Life in Minature
To take a virtual tour of a replica of Tasha Tudor's dollhouse (which was originally just a collection of shelves in Tasha's real-life house) go to: