striped stockings were the original plan, but time and tide wait for no doll. her dress is a vintage dishtowel; the embroidery was too lovely to actually use it. you can't quite see it, but there's a frost of glass glitter on the velvet petals that hold (not an easy task) back her hair; those petals graced a snow-covered table in a long-ago christmas window. the heavenly felt leaves are from bell'occhio in the city (if you haven't been there you have to go, it's like the eighth wonder of the world).
beauty on the inside is perhaps more important than beauty on the outside, yes?