I wonder many things about this particular doll genre. Mostly, I wonder why Thrift Down on Manchacha always has one of these somewhere in the shop. Look for her, if you see her you get a 20% discount on linens and small appliances.
No, I wonder why anyone would wear that in Texas.
Look at her, the poor thing’s drowning. She’s going down now! Someone, quick, throw her a macrame life preserver!
I never knew that they made dresses out of patriotic bacon. I never knew they made patriotic bacon. IÂ did know they made dresses, though not, I think, this dress. This dress is a primal dress, a dress that jiggled and lurched its way out of ancient sea and threw itself around the waist of some unfortunate amphibian, and an entire species was laughed to death.
Now, now it just eats dolls. And that’s okay.
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From the look in her eyes,she started early on the bourbon.
It’s like a patriotic Sarlaac pit, isn’t it?