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A quick project that was actually quick: Daphne gets curtains!

Anybodys tries to remember: is it "measure once, cut twice" or "measure twice, cut once?"

Since I finally obtained the lace I wanted for curtains in Daphne's cottage, I decided today was the day to put them in, which required finally deciding how to do window frames. Cardboard seemed in line with the aesthetic of the place.

And here they are! The window frames will not win prizes for workmanship, but they go with the junk journal look.

On the next round of home improvement, I may paint the mullions of the half-round window to match the frame, but I want to think about it. Lucky the Dog seems happy.

Bits of window frame were showing from the outside, no matter what I did, Daphne's exterior got a major upgrade, with new window boxes (holding the miniature cactus from the weird dollar store in Escalon) and a better array of potted cacti.

And that's it. I'm letting the hot glue gun cool, but everything else is done and put away!

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Estate sale craft supplies bonanza

We hit such a bonanza that it could be years before I need craft supplies other than thread, elastic, snaps, and tacky glue.

The quilt scraps

For dollhouses, it'd often be nice to be able to make throw pillows or such from a coordinating fabric, without having to buy a whole fat quarter.

This bag of scraps set me back $2, which was a little high, but one green is perfect for Moya Manner, and it has flamingos so I can add a little something to the Florida Chicken Coop Complex. The purple scraps are large enough for dresses for the Carlas and maybe the Katies. And there is even a supply of already ironed shoulder straps!

The lace, oh my word, the LACE

One of my long-term quests -- totally fruitless -- has been for various forms of small lace, knitted lace, you name it, dollhouse-scaled lace. I remember it existing in fabric stores, but nobody seems to carry what I want any more.

The beige knitted lace in the bottom left of the top left photo is exactly what I wanted for Daphne's cottage, so I guess I'll be building her interior window frames today.

The white and off-white lace is wound on vintage cards, mostly the original packaging for Jayholt-Barbizon affordable lace (though the prior owner clearly sometimes wound lace on a card it hadn't come on). According to the New York Secretary of State's corporations database, Jayholt-Barbizon Inc. filed its dissolution of business on July 9, 1980. I got these as part of a binge for $8 -- including a glass covered storage container and a bag of big wooden beads and...

The vintage wallpaper samples

There was an untidy big book labeled Schumacher Small Prints and Stripes, with bits of old wallpaper coming out of it. Since I fondly recall using wallpaper samples in a dollhouse in my youth, I was on it.

The faded stamp on the internal page comes from Morwear Paint, a paint store in Turlock, founded in 1950 by Melvin De La Motte and his wife Arlene De La Motte. It closed in about 1990.

Judging from the patterns, this sample book dates from the early 1970s. In 1973, my mother stenciled the family room in exactly the final bottom-right wallpaper pattern because wallpaper was too expensive. The top two patterns point to the Bicentennial "early Americana" trend that briefly swept America from 1974-76, while the bottom two go with the 1960s psychedelia that was still in style up to that point. There is no sign of the earth tones of the late 1970s, nor the Romantic Country trend that defined the early 1980s.

This book would be worth owning just to flip through it for entertainment, but I have PLANS for some of its contents.

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Daphne gets a traffic ticket

Daphne was going 80 on the Casa Grande Highway when Sheriff Frank pulled her over.

Sheriff Frank is the new guy. He looks forward to a positive working relationship with Carol, who works for the city police.

Sheriff Frank came in a lot with Emma, who ups the number of assertively feminine-presenting Lil Playmates. Emma is discussing the possibility of going to a fiber festival with Sharon the flight attendant.

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Dad got done with work early today, and so did I, so we went to estate sales. One was the estate of an avid quilter, so I got fabric for fashion doll clothes.

This doesn't look like a huge haul, but I don't have huge fabric needs. The beige chrysanthemums, gold muted floral, and cobalt chrysanthemums are all in quantities that would make multiple outfits. The other pieces are about one dress each, maybe more for the Katies or Carlas.

I expected to be hit up for $5. Dad guessed it'd cost me $2.

Actual cost was $1 for the whole thing.

My rebellion against retail chains thus continues.

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Daphne's new ride

The seller of Tootsie Toy vintage cars was located much closer than I realized, so Daphne's car arrived today. (Their eBay handle is comixeffectandtoywonder, and they are awesome in every way.) This is (helpfully identified by the seller) the Hickory Dickory Dock car that originally hauled a clock the size of one of those truck billboards, driven by a cat and a mouse. Cars like this also hauled a ferris wheel.

While Tootsie Toy Playmates were a little skinnier than vintage Little People -- more like the Ferris Wheel or Lacing Shoe peg people -- Daphne fits fine. And it just seems very "her."

As a bonus, since I was already shopping...

Rodney is taking Mario and Anybodys out to do some contracting work. I knew from the photos that the paint on this was gone, and Rodney seemed like a person who'd have a vehicle that was down to its primer coat. I specifically wanted an open 3-seater so that people without peg bases could also ride in it. This car appears to be a variant Farmer Jones Car -- he was a weedy little guy in a straw hat who was also sold with a two-seater and trailer that strongly resemble fire truck in the Hoky Smoky set.

Tootsie Toy Playmates are die-cast metal from 1967. Like the Tweakies of 1969, the people are focused on jobs. It was Tootsie Toy that all my Fisher Price people drove when I was a tot.

Here's a little surprise on the front end. Many of the Playmates vehicles are happy to see you!

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Lil Playmates: A Hard-Working Civilization

I was pondering gender performance in Fisher Price Little People and their peers, as one does, and decided to do a count of my Lil Playmates.

There are fewer than I thought. My belief was that I had a mob of these people and no space for more, but in fact I have nine ten, and only one is framed as a girl.

Top row:

Mario, foreman of the contracting crew, in red and blue with mustache. He is distinguished on job sites by his blue hat.

Aureliano, also on the contracting crew. One of my three persons of color in this line, now canonically from a family that emigrated from Mexico in the 1820s.

Dario, the most generic worker.

Erin, a firefighter.

Anybodys, a helper. They help whoever wants helping with a job.

Bottom row:

Jane Sagan, an astronaut (named for a John Scalzi character)

Dirk, a lounge lizard.

Lakesha, a paralegal who feels very isolated in the white-white-white world of 2" preschool little people.

Amos, a train engineer.

But wait -- that's nine. The tenth...

Tomas, who alternates train-driving shifts with Amos, is now Carol Tweakie's boarder, and I'd forgotten he was checking out his bedroom. Tomas is the third person of color, being the cousin of Aureliano.

Discovering I had only ten Lil Playmates kind of opened the door to going ahead and indulging my urge to get a Sheriff, who will be arriving with his lot in a couple weeks.

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The waiting is the hardest part

Daphne is peering out the window to see if the mail has come, even though her goodies won't be here until maybe the Tuesday after this coming one.

I'd been thinking for a while that Daphne's having a realistic dog was not in line with Little People society. So I went browsing eBay for a proper Lucky the Dog that's as tall as a person.

It turns out there were a lot of Lucky the Dogs made in the post-1974 all-plastic era. They're cute, but they're not how I envision Lucky. Then just as I was about to hit Buy It Now on the one reasonably priced rivet-headed Lucky, the seller sent me an offer. I think they lost 40 cents by being impatient, so no big deal.

The original dog now lives with Carol in the Modern Abode. As a Tweakie, she has no restrictions on the realism of pets. The dog is so quaint that I may change my mind and give him to the future residents of Moya Manor, but we'll see. The important thing is, the dog is placed in a loving home more appropriate to his breed.

While I was contemplating hundreds of Lucky the Dogs that turned out to be post-1974 with lines across the muzzle, I also took a look at Tootsietoy metal cars and their associated Little People-style figures. I can't find a set of pigs that don't have their markings rubbed off, but...

Daphne is getting a roadster in the same color scheme as her house. No wonder she's eager to see it arrive.

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Work in progress: Moya Manor

Using interior latex achieves much better coverage than craft acrylics, but the drying time is substantially longer. The upper floor of Moya Manor is painted in leftover paint in the peach-rose color that Mom chose for the real-life utility room in 2018.

It goes nicely with the paper from a big book from Joann that I have two of because Dad kept ruining the wallpaper for the Dura Craft Farm House by not listening to me about why it needed to be glued a certain way. So I have a lot of scrapbook paper in colorways that are not already slated for that house (which is going to be very red).

Having already painted and glued, it occurred to me that I'll have three houses with variants of a pink-and-green color scheme, but they're not otherwise similar:

This one is peach and seafoam, intended for an English country look.

Daphne's cottage is old rose and faded aqua, very junk journal and nostalgic.

The Florida Chicken Coop is ballet pink and vibrant teal, for a 1980s look.

I swear, the smaller house in this style will be blue and yellow, which was my original intent for this one, but it wanted that bottom-floor peach-and-green paper. Listen to the house.

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Ah, those 1980s Creata girls

My $9.99 Creata trio arrived just as I came down with whatever's going around, so they've been waiting for attention. (Before you scold me for not knowing exactly what I had, the treatment was going to be the same no matter what: rest, liquids, manage the symptoms, stay away from people, keep a window open. I am abundantly vaccinated and haven't had even a cold since November 2019, but I got unlucky this time.)

I love them.

Here's Laurelle the lead Flower Princess. Based on her pale lips, I believe she's the original edition. Her pink hair streaks are very, very subtle, but they do exist.

My recreational reading at the moment is how to draft pattern blocks. I feel Laurelle needs to get the full 1980s Gunne Sax treatment, and I have never learned how to set a sleeve. If I buy a vintage Barbie pattern, my eyes will glaze over; but if I have to figure out how to draw my own, I'll actually learn it.

This entry in Creata's vague suntan lines is who sold me on buying the trio. Note that she has dark eyebrows, a look that's much cuter than white-eyebrow dolls. Since these lines did not name the dolls, I'm calling her Amber.

This gal -- probably Today's Girls "Candy" -- was the reason I was browsing eBay in the first place. While this face-up and hair was used for other dolls, the hoop earrings are consistent with her being a Today's Girls doll. In profile, she and her middle-school sister are quite consistent.

Amber and Candy seem to have the same body. Laurelle, who is a few years older, has different hips, and as a result, her legs seat differently. Laurelle cannot sit like a lady, so she'll be wearing full prairie skirts at all times in the future. She also has wobbly little ankles... and the poor girl's click knee on one side snapped when I tried to click it. Laurelle has had a difficult life, but I love her hair and her pale make-up.

Here are all three generations of Today's Girls.

Candy and Kimberly are clearly related, to the point of being uncannily identical. Hilary, on the other hand... Hilary's sulky little face is a reminder that her head mold started as a younger sister for the Flower Princeses. While she doesn't look all that much like Laurelle, she seems more in scale with her.

I'm very happy with these (and looking forward to sewing for them, though I've got a dollhouse all over the kitchen table at the moment). I guess next up is refreshing the poor gals' hair.

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The Creata dolls finally did arrive -- eBay's new thing where the seller doesn't ship for 7 days if they think you might buy more is really kind of annoying. (I did specify in my preferences not to wait, but either the seller didn't know to check that or was overconfident in the appeal of their other items. They have great stuff! I just don't need more of it.) I have been super-sick since getting back from LA -- not the kind of sick where you can't go to work but you can play videogames, but the kind where you stare longingly at videogames you're too sick to play, then try to sleep some more. However, I got the box open and some dresses on the girls.

The doll on the left is definitely Flower Princess Laurelle. I'm pretty sure from the face-up that she's the original "basic" version, though she does have pink strands in the back of her hair. Center is one of the many suntan editions -- this one with dark brows. I have been blearily trying and failing to match her speciic brow configuration to pics of dolls in their boxes. She's definitely not Suntan Secrets, but Creata was... enthusiastic in producing suntan dolls. Doll to the right is consistent with being Today's Girl's Candy, and by golly, she will fill that role in doll society so that Kimberly can have a role model. But when I have two entire working brain cells, I need to do some earring matching, as Creata got a lot of mileage out of that face-up.

Me: "Since I have the two smaller sizes of Creata "Today's Girls" dolls, it'd be fun to have an 11.5" doll."

eBay (opening bid $9.99):

The one on the right is either Today's Girls "Candy" or someone so like her that the difference doesn't matter. (Cheddar-colored hair is most typical of Today's Girls.)

I dithered. Three Creata dolls is a lot. I only have two 11.5" Kid Kore female dolls. On the other hand, if I saw these at a thrift store at the same price, I would grab them. I absolutely love all three of them. They are dolls I might have bought anyway in the future. The price is so good.

With three hours left on the auction, I put in the maximum I was willing to pay for them and figured someone would outbid me.

I got them for the minimum bid. Fortunately, I've got a lot of clothes that fit this body type!

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We visited the Los Angeles Toy District

A couple weeks ago, I had a dream about a place with stalls of dime-store-type toys, so I figured "hey, that was neat, I wonder if there are real places like that?"

There are. There's one about 5 hours' drive from me, down in Los Angeles. Since we had to make a quick trip to LA anyway, we went to it! I don't have a lot of pics because many shops don't allow photos, but here is a sense of the chaos, plus the one thing I bought.

The heart of the chaos is Winston Street, which on a Friday afternoon was lined with tent stalls in front of the shop entrances. Some of the shops are single stores, while other entrances lead into a vast market of smaller stalls.

The most enticing shops are wholesale-only, so there's one wall of clone dolls that I could only peer longingly at from a distance. There are enough retail shops that strolling the district is good for a couple hours entertainment. And you will never look at gift stores the same way again.

I'm serious about that. On the drive down, I'd been browsing the key rings at the Travel America in Wheeler Ridge, looking for dollhouse-friendly items. They're no longer cheaper than "real" miniatures -- key rings are $13.99! The exact same key rings were in the shop with the magnets out front, for a buck or so. So was the fancy beaded bird that I spent way too much on in Old Sacramento. *sigh*

Toys ran heavily to plushies, licensed tie-ins, and knock-offs of licensed tie-ins. If you're a fan of a cartoon that features, idk, kawaii anthropomorphic wombats, you can likely find the merch here.

The only retail shop with dolls carried just two lines. One was gas-station darling Chloe, who uses the circa 2015 Dollar Store Beauty head mold. The other was a six-pack of unarticulated dolls with the generic head mold you see on every clone who hasn't embraced a Millie look yet.

I resisted little rustic clay dishes at a Latin American import shop because those always break if you look sideways at them. My sole purchase was the $1 string of elephants shown above, slated to become 1:24 elephant tables.

If you go:

If you arrive by car, you will pay to park. Figure $10 or so.

Bring dollar bills for restrooms, and possibly your own toilet paper.

Then bring more cash because a lot of shops are cash-only.

There are lots of snack stalls!

Don't expect to find rare and valuable treasures. This is not the venue for BJDs.

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Steffi Love rolls in

Articulated Steffi Love has been on my wish list for years, all the way back to when Steffi didn't show up in the U.S. much and was rarely articulated. So when I found this Steffi for $14.99, I knew I needed to bring her home. She won over a similar Steffi on a Vespa by virtue of having a baby to be friends with Kid Kore Alison.

If you squint at the back of the box, you can see that I got her at TJ Maxx -- a fact I'm in danger of forgetting, as Monte Vista Crossing has a TJ Maxx, a Ross, and a Home Place right in a row.

She is fastened into the box, and to her bicycle, with about a million tiny clear rubber bands. This was so annoying to undo! Not only were the rubber bands difficult to all find, but then I had to worry about making sure not one single fragment of tiny rubber band got away, lest the cats eat them. Oh, and she had a sewn-in hair strip. Steffi emerges from the box immaculate.

A few pics before cutting her free from her bicycle. She has met up with Kylie, who has a lot to discuss with her.

Let's cut to the chase. Judging from the amount of pics in my file, I love photographing Steffi. However, her body and articulation are not top notch. She's made of a very light plastic, similar to my Chinese imports in the Body Farm. However, she has the Liv-style waist.

Since there are a million more photos, it's jump time.

Steffi can sit like a lady but needs help staying in a chair. Her front-to-back splits are great (and she can point her toes). She cannot stand unassisted, even with her feet flat. Her side-to-side splits are pretty good! She can kneel but will tip over. And her arm joints are weirdly, inexplicably tight.

But she can touch her own face.

Here she is with Abi, my blonde Evi Love.

Steffi Love's lore is ambiguous on whether Evi Love is her sister or her daughter. Yes, unlike Barbie, Steffi has children! She has been pregnant in more editions than any other named fashion doll. She is sold in "family" sets with her husband (sometimes just "partner") Kevin and children who are sometimes Evi's age and sometimes babies.

(Canonically, Steffi was originally dating or married to Danny Love [there is a wedding set], who looked disturbingly like Superstar Ken. In 1994, without immediately discontinuing Danny, Simba introduced Kevin Love, who at that time had rooted hair. Kevin also rode a motorcycle. It seems that Steffi deloped with Kevin, who has persisted as the male character to this day.)

So that baby on the bicycle? He's her kid. I cannot find any canonical names for any of Steffi's babies (sometimes, she has twins), so I looked up popular German baby names. "Noah Love" seemed unfortunate, but "Theo Love" is not too bad.

Theo is smaller than Kid Kore Alison, with a different sit.

I am saying nothing of the dog. The bicycle, however, is fabulous. Everything moves that should move.

Steffi had a lot to discuss with Kylie because Kylie is dating Anthony. In my continuity, back during his brief era of hip-hop stardom, Anthony married Steffi, who was then a model. They had twins Evi and Abi -- and in one of those flukes that really happens, Evi took after Anthony while Abi took after Steffi. Anthony and Steffi co-parent amicably. Kylie likes Steffi, because she doesn't have a lot of other friends in the community with extensive articulation. Plus Steffi has contacts for building Kylie's fitness influencer business.

Theo is not Anthony's baby. Theo is the son of Silvester, the Kid Kore gladiator, who is now Steffi's partner in this continuity.

Steffi has changed clothes. Unsurprisingly, dollar-store fashions fit her readily. She can also wear some of the too-small shoes from the stash of Shoes That Were Leaving, so I need to go through that again.

The blended family hasn't quite worked out their pose for holiday cards yet. Steffi is quite something: from one angle, she'll look cheap, then with a change of pose, she's surprisingly expressive. I feel like she's a good addition to the community.

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Let the dolls breathe!

Removing the country cottage, the Spanish mansion, the tree house, and the cart restaurant freed up so much space that I was able to double the fashion doll square footage.

This is a quick preliminary arrangement, as I'll have to redo the lower levels (taller dolls) after Steffi Love arrives, which will be happening soon!

Far too many people are leaning rather than standing up. This will improve with time, or with stands.

Elspeth has lost her wig for the umpteenth time, but I'm tired of bending double to fiddle with the back row of the left-hand cabinet. The Dollar Tree chairs are so slippery that I need to put some felt on them.

This spaciousness is not incitement to get a lot more dolls. It's rather nice to be able to see everyone all at once, and have some room for them to interact once I've got the focus and energy to do that.

This completes the rearrangement of the contents of the big white cabinets!

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Maine Cottage and decisions

I gave the Maine Cottage a dusting and swapped the living room sofa and one chair because... well, we'll get to "because" in a minute. I do like how this house turned out.

I'd been wondering why it feels like I have so. much. Marx 1:24 furniture. I've got three houses furnished in it (this one, the cottage that comes out at Xmas, and the Spanish house), all of which seem happy with it. And yet there's a whole bin more... and it's because I combined Mom's much, much larger collection with the small excess from the Maine Cottage.

I tried it in the new project and the house rejected it. You can see here that Dad cut the back off the bigger cardboard house for me, and I've started priming it in "antique white" so that if the wallpaper is thin, it won't be browned out. Four rooms of Marx furniture fit fine, but it felt wrong.

I keep envisioning this house with actual upholstered furniture. So I pulled out the box of 1:24 and 1:16 furniture, along with my standard "light small things" shipping boxes. I'm keeping only a tiny reserve of Marx, the extra DIY Modern Mini resin furniture for when the Lil Bratz get a real house again, and items that I would buy if I saw them today. Everything else goes on eBay in June.

The small bin for this furniture is now less than half full, and I feel much lighter! I then contemplated how much more I like the Maine Cottage than the other two Marx projects -- the Spanish mansion and the country cottage that only comes out for Christmas -- so I stripped both of those and moved them to the eBay inventory shelf. While I craved the Spanish mansion for years, it became a case of struggling to make it look nice, not of enjoying it. The Christmas Cottage was a casual project that I'm proud of but not crazy about.

This reduces the half-scale crowd to:

Modern Abode (vintage Japanese wood furniture)

Maine Cottage (vintage Marx)

Florida Chicken Coop Complex (1980s dollar store)

Daphne's Cottage (creatively makeshift wood furniture)

Moya Hall (house in progress, furniture TBD)

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Origami chic

Last year, after I found the 1970s stylized wood furniture from Japan Center, I'd done the Modern Abode in Japandi style. It was very thorough and cute, and I quickly hated it.

So I pulled out the origami paper that I'd been considering using for years and did a more colorful update. I'd gotten as far as filling the kitchen hutch with blue willow-style china and adding a second bedroom for Carol's boarder, Tomas the Train Engineer, when I ran into a wall of decision fatigue.

Grandma and Grandpa are astonished by what Carol's done with the furniture they had in storage. I need to make blankets and cushions, but I am completely out of steam. I've refreshed dollhouses at a faster pace than usual (multiple in one week, when it's usually one a month).

So I tidied up the top shelf of the cupboard, removing to the "donate" bag two wooden Japanese dolls that were cute but thoroughly replaced in my heart by having found the Japanese furniture in the house.

The other cabinet is not as tidy, due to Arvin Lebec's apartment furniture being intended for moving into the Dura-Craft Farmhouse when it's finished. That spot will then be taken by the Birdhouse Village that I work on sporadically.

Well, it's progress.

The people staring at the construction site are awaiting a new project, made possible by clearing out the small projects I didn't care much about. For 13 years, I've been considering doing one of those cardboard houses (cut off back, add a floor, etc.) that show up in craft stores. They've always been too expensive for me to feel good about experimenting on... until I found this in quaint downtown Exeter (east of Visalia) for $1.

The bigger one is what I wanted. The baby was a surprise. Since I have two, my current plan is to do both vague "it'd be fun to" ideas... the big one will have a Triang-inspired exterior, and the little one will have a Bliss-inspired exterior.

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Farewell to the tree house

This was another impulse from the Target dollar-nonsense bins, back before Target betrayed us all. The tree's floor space couldn't accommodate 1:24 furniture, so I decided to try the smaller porcelain furniture. It works? I just kind of... don't care. I got my $5 worth of fun from it.

That furniture was something I found fascinating at Grandma's house as a child. Nowadays, it exists in a tension between fear (will I break a piece?) and anticipated expense (how much will it cost to have a full house of rooms?). It's highly saleable (as is the doll), so that's what I'm going to do.

The poodle and the dog portrait went back in my stash. I have more tiny dogs that I strictly need unless one of the Tweakies is planning to open a dog-walking service, but they take one slot in a bead box, so they don't need culling.

A small additional advantage of boycotting Target is that I don't bring home badly-judged impulse projects. Everything I've bought there for crafts has been bad news: the Easter headband kit required hot-gluing to keep it together; the Halloween pumpkin looked carve-able but wasn't; and the bleachers for fashion doll seating are likely leaving when I rework those displays.

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Almost Paradise

I bought the scrapbook paper to landscape the Florida Chicken Coop Complex so long ago that the paper was sized for the glass display cabinet that I hated and surely got rid of in 2023. So the Gulf of Mexico is sparkly blue paper with beige-ish velour paper "sand," but the rest of the ground is felt.

This is the home of Giuseppe Tweakie, who returned to his Italian roots and started an organic farm.

This iteration of the barn started as a home for 1980s dollar-store plastic furniture that I thought was cute. The bathroom was too big for the original barn, so it's in a Joann birdhouse. The world's fanciest outhouse!

The main house is a Michaels barn from... geez... the 2010s? It's been through multiple repaints. A past cat gnawed the edges of the roof, so Dad replaced the roof panels with ones that lift off.

The barn has a loft bedroom and an aggressive flamingo theme. The huge flamingo painting is one I bought at the Ybor City Saturday Market a few years ago.

I love the detail on the kitchen appliances. Dollar-store furniture is not this good any more.

The keyboard is an eraser, probably from San Francisco Chinatown.

The sofa is vintage. The TV lamp is not. I thought I had the matching chair somewhere, but apparently not.

Front of the barn. You can tell I had a really good time working on this, since its flower boxes are filled and it has a porch lamp. The chicken coop is likely from sadly defunct AC Moore.

There is so, so much Dollar Tree resin here. In front of the pond is Giuseppe's dire wolf. At this point, I envision Giuseppe getting dragged into adventures in the manner of Alex Walker of Almost Paraadise, though this is definitely Florida, not the Philippines.

We know it's Florida because the setting sun says so. I found the Florida souvenir plate not on one of my trips to Florida, but in a freebie box on State Street in New Haven. The plush octopus in the background is from when Atticus Market opened on Orange Street.

I'm slowly chasing chaos into a corner here!