I use whatever I'd want for myself. Once, many years back I was homeless due to the loss of my husband and with 3 small children. I was so embarassed for some of the things people gave to me and my children. I felt I had lost my husband, my home, but not my taste. That first Christmas I found myself and two children in a homeless shelder, I asked for a doll, for my then 4 year old daugher, a doll she could cuddle and comfort her and a dress she could wear for Chrstmas day, more for me than her I think, anyway, she received a Barbie doll, with one arm missing. and a torn dress. I cryed. Since then God has blessed me, and I make as many fancy dresses and Raggedy Ann dolls dressed to match, as I can each year and take them to homeless shelders. Unfortunately, lately, the shelders tell me that little girls no longer wear "fufu" dresses and send me away. Go Figure?