I am trying to conquer my fears. It's not on my 35 list yet, but still. Some dolls are frightening. Not automaton-frightening, obviously.
These guys- ladies, rather- belong to my aunt Sally, who keeps them fetchingly arranged in a sweet antique high chair in her tastefully appointed dining room, which I loooove. So I stole pics, and decided to get over my fear that some of them might have those nasty moving eyes (none did... or did they?) or require batteries (nope). And look- they really don't make 'em like they used to.
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