
lenora
lenora was once in love. she was in the sort of love that makes mouths open and hands clutch and all varieties of odd words and phrases fall between the two. she was so in love that when he said he was going away, she only said "oh." and when he said that she must never cut her hair until he returns, she said "but of course." so that is how it went, and her hair keeps growing and growing. and while she isn't terribly sure that she loves him anymore, you can still find her face pressed to the windows every single time that sound just might be footsteps at the door.
it had been ages since i had a change to just sit down and work on a doll that was for no one in particular. so all and all i am quite pleased with ms. lenora.
same ingrediants as usual: sculpey, wire, acrylic paint, hair, and for spice - a vintage hankie.
