The two great motifs here at Thrifthorror: shell art and clowns. These weird creatures are a distant third.
I think they may be some sort of fungus, with a broad cap. Sort of a puffball, or something in the criminy family. Eventually their caps burst and they distribute their spores across the winds, and they sprout in other, far-away thrift stores, and the cycle of life continues.
Nature, in its infinite majesty.
This may be an odd thing to get hung up on, but why is her dress covered in little squares? I guess it had to be covered in something, but they look like Atari graphics.
Blue valentines. It’s actually a thing, I saw them at Hallmark. She just accessorized with them.
Question: which one of these looks unhealthier–a blobby little girl with a strange, oily iridescent sheen, standing on some sort of toxic spill, or a ghastly pale, undead-looking thing?
Don’t let this close-up sway you from an impartial decision. They’re both pretty horrid.
Of course, they all look like a New York sales representative under a heat lamp, but that’s just how they were sculpted.
The last time I saw eyes like that, they were on a husky. Freakish. Or in a Guy Ritchie movie.
Basically, if I had to describe them in just one word, it’d be some German monstrosity that means “sheeplike and lumpish.” It’d be unfair to compare them to potatoes because taters don’t walk around, they don’t saunter. Or maybe mosey. They don’t do that either.
I’m sure there’ll be more of her in the future. If anyone knows why these creatures are a thing, please let me know.
Savers on North Lamar, Salvation Army on South Congress, Austin