A Pair of Green Eyes

I detest porcelaine dolls. When I was a wee girl I used to believe my dolls came to life at night so would never take one to bed with me. But then, I also believed that clock hands were moved by little men when we blinked and that I was left on earth by my space alien parents while on a scouting mission to earth.

Anyhoo... porcelaine dolls are super freaky. The attempt to make them look like real victorian children or young women, caught forever in a considered pose..... no thank you.

My mum started collecting dolls when she gave up smoking. The money she would have spent on cancer sticks went on these emissaries of evil.

Still, doesn't she have lovely eyes?