Rose is a rose by any other name still smells as sweet. I feel if I had opened a book and found roses of yesterday sweet and fragrant between its leaves. I believe in roses. And I believe in putting roses into a vase and setting the vase on the table. I believe in getting lost and being found. I believe in going barefoot and in laughter! I believe.. this is the essence of Rose. She believes so strongly that she even wears the statement as part of her clothing.
Welcome to my blog. This is where I will reveal the magic of my Fae and their stories and share with you some of the success and pitfalls through the journey of doll making, sculpting, and other crafts that all come back to my dolls in many ways.
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