Frozen Charlotte Doll Mold

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Frozen Charlotte Doll Art Mold ~ This mold has 5 dolls on it in various sizes.  You can use your molds to create Frozen Charlotte dolls over and over again for your projects.  You can mold them in polymer clay, paper clay, metal clays, craft soap, waxes, Ultra thick Embossing Enamel (UTEE), and more.  They range in size from 1" high to approx 3 3/8" high.  This mold was created by Articus Studio.

Please Note: This mold is one sided.  There is not a mold for the backs of the dolls so they will be flat on the back.  
Resin may not release.  Test using a release agent.  We cannot be held responsible if your item does not release.  See more information below.

This mold is very popular.  I try to keep it stocked but there may be a delay in shipping.

In the video you will see Carmen, from Curious Farms Market, used Vintage Photo ink to color her Frozen Charlotte.  You can find it here: Tim Holtz Distress Ink Vintage Photo Re-Inker - Poly Clay Play   Just drop a little on a rag or put a few drops in a container and brush it on and then wipe the excess off.


During the Victorian era in the United States, these little dolls were baked into cakes, associated with a famous dessert, and sought after by young girls, just as they are sought after by collectors today. But it wasn’t a little girl that gave the doll her name: Frozen Charlotte.

The doll’s origins—as a German bath-time novelty, meant to float in a tub—were innocent, but its arrival in the United States, in the mid 1800s, coincided with the popularity of a morbid song.


Now, Charlotte lived on the mountainside,

In a bleak and dreary spot;

There was no house for miles around,

Except her father's cot.

And yet on many a wintry night,

Young swains were gathered there;

For her father kept a social board,

And she was very fair.

One New Year's Eve as the sun went down,

Far looked her wishful eye

Out from the frosty window pane

As merry sleighs went by.

In a village fifteen miles away,

Was to be a ball that night;

And though the air was heavy and cold,

Her heart was warm and light.

How brightly beamed her laughing eye,

As a well-known voice was heard;

And driving up to the cottage door,

Her lover's sleigh appeared.

"O, daughter dear," her mother cried,

"This blanket 'round you fold;

It is a dreadful night tonight,

You'll catch your death of cold."

"O, nay! O, nay!" young Charlotte cried,

And she laughed like a gypsy queen;

"To ride in blankets muffled up,

I never would be seen.

"My silken cloak is quite enough,

You know 'tis lined throughout;

Besides I have my silken scarf,

To twine my neck about."

Her bonnet and her gloves were on,

She stepped into the sleigh;

Rode swiftly down the mountain side,

And o'er the hills away.

With muffled face and silent lips,

Five miles at length were passed;

When Charles with few and shivering words,

The silence broke at last.

"Such a dreadful night I never saw,

The reins I scarce can hold."

Fair Charlotte shivering faintly said,

"I am exceeding cold."

He cracked his whip, he urged his steed

Much faster than before;

And thus five other dreary miles

In silence were passed o'er.

Said Charles, "How fast the shivering ice

Is gathering on my brow."

And Charlotte still more faintly said,

"I'm growing warmer now."

So on they rode through frosty air

And glittering cold starlight,

Until at last the village lamps

And the ballroom came in sight.

They reached the door and Charles sprang out,

He reached his hand for her;

She sat there like a monument,

That has no power to stir.

He called her once, he called her twice,

She answered not a word;

He asked her for her hand again,

And still she never stirred.

He took her hand in his - O, God!

'Twas cold and hard as stone;

He tore the mantle from her face,

Cold stars upon it shone.

Then quickly to the glowing hall,

Her lifeless form he bore;

Fair Charlotte's eyes were closed in death,

Her voice was heard no more.

And there he sat down by her side,

While bitter tears did flow;

And cried, "My own, my charming bride,

You never more will know."

He twined his arms around her neck,

He kissed her marble brow;

His thoughts flew back to where she said,

"I'm growing warmer now."

He carried her back to the sleigh,

And with her he rode home;

And when he reached the cottage door,

O, how her parents mourned.


Her parents mourned for many a year,

And Charles wept in the gloom;

Till at last her lover died of grief,

And they both lie in one tomb.

by Seba Smith

Smith based the poem on an article in the February 8, 1840 edition of New York Observer. The article told of a woman who froze to death on a sleigh ride to a ball on December 31, 1839.

Resin and urethane materials can be used in these molds BUT the molds MUST be properly released using a release agent.  Please always test any brand of mold before trying resin with or without a release agent.  I cannot guarantee the results.
  • 5
    Charlotte Doll mold

    Posted by Tonya on Feb 7th 2024

    Fantastic mold good quality love this mold

  • 5
    Frozen charlotte molds

    Posted by Monica on Aug 7th 2022

    Love them!!!

  • 5

    Posted by Tammy on Aug 2nd 2022

    Great mold. Worth the wait.

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