Whooooooooooooooo.
A leetle break, I think, after yesterday, and because a certain A requested an owl in a dirndl. If he ends up marrying Christopher Plummer and becoming stepmother to 7 … Continue reading
OTTER. And some clothes.
I don’t like to pick favourites, but I do really, really like this set.
Papierpuppen! Part the third.
These are the ones you haven’t seen yet, right? Right? Oh, god, I can’t tell anymore because my brain is filled up with all the ways I might murder our … Continue reading
Dolls! Made of paper! Part 2.
The pale yellow tab is meant to lap behind her face, to help hold the wig in place. There’ll be lots more of those on tomorrow’s dolls. It’s hard making … Continue reading
Please don’t steal shoes from dead witches, because then someone will have to steal your shoes off your body three times, and that seems challenging.
Seriously, who could resist sparkly red shoes, right? Even off a corpse? OK, most people, probably. It’s a shame my scanner doesn’t really pick up glitter. I didn’t even try … Continue reading
You should probably avoid food that makes demands on you.
And can I just say that it’s really hard to draw stripey socks on tiny owl legs? That’s all. Oh, and if he thinks he’s going to use Food Truck … Continue reading
Reruns and riding hoods.
Ummm. . . so. . . I was not so much with the scanning last night because I got busy fixing the problems with my Rogue costume for an event … Continue reading
Without the image, that caption would sound awfully inappropriate.
Actually, even with the image it does if you’ve somehow missed the cultural juggernaut that was Disney’s ‘The Little Mermaid’. You should go watch that. There are singing crabs and … Continue reading
My wish is for a brawny manservant to whip my cheesecakes. Wait, that sounds weird.
Hi, everybody! (Hi, Doctor Nick!) I went to a super fun Browncoat holiday shindig last night, and then today I got up at the crack of ten and cleaned and … Continue reading
Dwarves spend a lot on conditioner and detangling spray.
What? You think that luxuriant beard just happens? Obviously temperamentally he’s a Hobbit, but Hobbits rarely get to practice their french-braiding skills.
Neurotic Owl 