When I was little I loved my paper dolls. My older sister hated them. It was unfortunate, for her, that we shared a bedroom. You see, I had dozens of them. I would use the folder they came in to make their houses and build a little town between our two beds. I would dress them, move them around and just have fun. It was even more fun when I was tipped off and knew she was going to have friends over so I could get everything set up. It made playing with my paper dolls extra enjoyable when I knew I could torment her too. (By the way, I’ve grown out of that phase and my sister is now my best friend). However, when I was eight and she was fourteen, such was not the case.
These paper dolls, nor their clothing, have been cut out of the book, unlike those when I was eight and they are one of my favorite sources when trying to decide what my hero or heroine should be wearing on a picnic, drive in the part, ball or wherever they decide to go.
No matter what period you write in there is a set of paper dolls for you. Here are just a few examples.