From JenSpec on Flickr.
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West Nile Charlotte is available on our etsy.
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Friday, December 14, 2012
West Nile Christopher Sighting
Wonderful photos from Prege on DoA.
More photos here:
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We love seeing what you have done with our work.
Please keep the posts coming.
Thank you to all who email us with links.
You can reach me at:
cathy AT cathycara DOT com
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West Nile Christopher is still available on etsy:
Monday, December 10, 2012
Harlequin Sighting
This very beautiful Harlequin belongs to Mathilda Vandermar on DoA.
He is a Venetian Luna White head on a Dollshe Pale body.
He is a Venetian Luna White head on a Dollshe Pale body.
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The Harlequin head is available unpainted on our etsy:
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Friday, December 7, 2012
Simply Divine DoA Threads
Find all things Simply Divine on DoA here:
Harlequin:
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Eve:
http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?514831-Simply-Divine-Eve-Discussion-Thread
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Resin matching:
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The Harlequin Database:
http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?471708-Haute-Harlequin-%26%239829%3B-A-Simply-Divine-production&highlight=simply+divine+harlequin
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http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?471708-Haute-Harlequin-%26%239829%3B-A-Simply-Divine-production&highlight=simply+divine+harlequin
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Please feel free to contribute to the threads.
It warms the sculptors heart to see the work appreciated and we love to see your pictures.
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Harlequin, Thomas, and Eve are all currently available.
Divine will be released shortly. We hope. The sculptor is currently over burdened.
Monday, November 12, 2012
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Simply Divine Fairy
We are still working on November Magpie, the Simply Divine Fairy.
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We are still planning to do a Simply Divine Luncheon.
The date has not been set yet.
Monday, October 1, 2012
Sooms Available
For those who like to get a jump on where the 'nice dolls' are, they are here:
Several tiny Sooms are available for adoption.
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Sales thead is here:
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Glati
Sales thread is here:
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Ai modded
Face up by Sdink.
Sales thread is here:
ComiCon New York 2012
We will be meeting up, informally, with doll people at ComiCon on Thursday, October 11th, 2012.
Find more information here on Den of Angels.
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We will be bringing some stashed goodies.
If you have a particular request, please let me know.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Monday, September 10, 2012
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Monday, August 20, 2012
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Body Graffiti Tattoo
Custom West Nile Christopher by Simply Divine for Ricky's Body Graffiti Tattoo parlor
in upstate New York.
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Eyes by Eyeco.
Hand painted tattoo by Liz Stine.
The Mad Hatter's Hat and West Nile Christopher are still available.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Mr. Brightside
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I am busy wrapping White Elephant presents for the party.
The Simply Divine Luncheon date has not been set yet.
Friday, August 3, 2012
Thomas
The hand-carved ornate Chinese red carriage rolled to a gentle stop outside the brightly lit enormous North Shore mansion. Torches had been placed in the gilded acanthus sconces on either side of the heavy wooden mahogany doors in anticipation of the esteemed guests' arrival. The sound of a stringed orchestra playing could be heard over the sigh of the warm perfumed Spring breeze. The lapping caress of the chill ocean waves at the edge of the gardens echoed in the fragrant night air. The moonlight reflected off of the garden statuary insinuating that revelers were on the lawn.
If you listened closely, you could hear the hushed murmur of sweet voices behind the door exclaim in delight, "Ahhhhh!! It is is Thomas!" Thomas has arrived.
The antique grandfather clock in the frescoed front foyer had struck nine over an hour ago. Since we dare not rush The Goddess, we will have to wait a moment longer to see Thomas' beautiful face.
The bronze hands of the old grandfather clock caressed the number thirteen after the hour of ten. The Goddess, fresh from her lavender scented bubble bath, her ivory skin glowing, waved her arm. The red cloven footed imps sprang to open the large mansion's door.
The mist pooled around his feet. Dust billowed in the moonlight.
Thomas has arrived.
Long thin white tapers in the aged silver candeleabras cast warm flickering halos on the finely frescoed plaster wall. Dust danced merrily in the candlelight. Thanks to the Goddess, Thomas shone.
He sauntered languidly into the foyer.
If you listened closely, you could hear the hushed murmur of sweet voices behind the door exclaim in delight, "Ahhhhh!! It is is Thomas!" Thomas has arrived.
The antique grandfather clock in the frescoed front foyer had struck nine over an hour ago. Since we dare not rush The Goddess, we will have to wait a moment longer to see Thomas' beautiful face.
The bronze hands of the old grandfather clock caressed the number thirteen after the hour of ten. The Goddess, fresh from her lavender scented bubble bath, her ivory skin glowing, waved her arm. The red cloven footed imps sprang to open the large mansion's door.
The mist pooled around his feet. Dust billowed in the moonlight.
Thomas has arrived.
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Long thin white tapers in the aged silver candeleabras cast warm flickering halos on the finely frescoed plaster wall. Dust danced merrily in the candlelight. Thanks to the Goddess, Thomas shone.
He sauntered languidly into the foyer.
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The lamp cast fantastic shadows on the wall and staircase. A rising wind made some of the windows rattle. In the ballroom' on the north side of the house, salt spray dashed against the window panes. A lone star shown in the square of opal sky framed by the trailing citron-green velvet draperies. Dust danced on the pearl nacre octagonal table.
Thomas is available now from ~♥~ Simply Divine ~♥~ .
Paint by Sdink. Hair and eyes by Sdink.
Photographs by Sdink.
Pulse Harlequin
Paint, hair, eyes by Pulse.
Harlequin is still available from Simply Divine.
He is available in Venetian Luna White or Venetian Luna Sunrise resin.
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Odette
Odette is wearing a genuine pearl crown by Cathy Cara.
She is finding it hard to decide which Simply Divine mask to wear to the party.
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Odette has selected the Steampunk Raven mask for the ball.
She is finding it hard to decide which Simply Divine mask to wear to the party.
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Odette has selected the Steampunk Raven mask for the ball.
Odette was painted by redastor / Yves Manning.
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The Steampunk Raven mask is currently available in a variety of colors.
We will be sending a Steampunk Raven mask to the UnCanny Dream show for a "prize".
Alice in Wonderland
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The Rabbit mask, Cheshire Cat mask, and the Mad Hatter mask are currently available from Simply Divine.
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Rabbit masks are available in: White, Brown, Black, and Sable.
Harlequin
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Shown here painted by Sdink / Cheryl Austin.
Harlequin is still available from Simply Divine.
Pardonnez-moi
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The elaborate silver carriage rolled gently to a stop outside the blackened antique wrought iron door. An opulently attired silk bedecked woman with six arms emerged from behind the carriage's crimson floral damask curtains. The entwining acanthus leaves gave a tender caress to her arms as she brushed the curtains carefully aside. She stepped down and smiled as the swirling damp mist sought out and enveloped her Charlotte shoes. She laughed delightedly as the mist delicately puffed out the nostrils of the shoes with each step that brought her closer to the door. Already captivated, charmed, and entertained, she glided over the old cobblestones to the front door of the shop.
Staring at the aged door knocker, which no one who was anyone ever used, she chuckled over the long faded and yellowing, hastily scrawled, parchment sign which stated unequivocally in moulignon colored ink, "Speak friend and enter." She mused momentarily that the short eccentric Queen would simply never tire of her own jokes. Her perfectly formed lips curled even higher in a moue of pleasurable anticipation as she thought of the endless unknown pleasures, baubles, and munificence harbored within the obscure ivy covered facade. While one never knew what the predictably unpredictable secretive short Queen would be up to, the woman knew quite well that being cognoscenti has its own rewards. She was confident that her studied patience and her fastidious loyalty would be rewarded. She was determined that her practiced obsequiousness would yield to her the finest finery that the best magic of the century could provide. Besides, she simply loved this shop.
Pausing only long enough to take a deep breath to inhale and to savor the scent of the pendulous wisteria which bloomed perpetually over the doorway, she carefully smoothed her silk gown with three of her arms for it would not do to appear rumpled. She reminded herself to remember that she would like another one of the Queen's special books to read. Holding tight to the thought of how absolutely delightful the last little gilt tome she had been fortunate enough to acquire had been, and how she wished she had another one to share, the woman locked preternaturally green eyes with the imp on the door knocker and was not surprised when it winked. She thought, not for the first time, that the door knocker looked suspiciously like Weeener. The heavy door opened quietly of its own accord, a brass bell tinkled and beckoned deep within the darkened interior. The pleasant gentle fragrance of sun-dried lavendar enveloped her as she stepped over the time weathered marble threshold. Her nose wrinkled at the pervasive scent of Dust. Her eyes narrowed as she searched for elusive little wings.
Edgar stood up from where he had been lounging upon the shop's Rococo worn and comfortable velvet brocade couch. "Enchante, Mademoiselle! Are you perchance a demon?"
"I am hardly a demon!" exclaimed the woman.
"Pardonnez-moi, mademoiselle." Edgar bowed in polite contrition. "I do not have my glasses on. Is there something I can help you with? Tell me what you wish. I can get you anything, anything and everything, at all. At least, that is what the Queen tells me I should say. Whisper to me, ma cherie, les aspirations de votre coeur." Edgar winked, reminding her of the door knocker. He laughed lasciviously; his slanted eyes sparkled, his dimples deepened. Dropping his cultured faux French accent, Edgar drawled in perfect native Noo Yawkese, "Of course, her exact words are usually, 'Go! Fetch! That's a boy. There ya go' "
The six-armed woman laughed brightly, pointed teeth glistening between wet scarlet lips. She loved the charade and the ritual of the shop. The flush of desire tinged her skin a deeper shade of gray. She adored Edgar and relished his fame and delighted in his humor. She suspected that it was the key to the Queen's heart that rested hidden in his hair. She wondered whether she could get Edgar to teach her one more step of the convoluted line dance which the Queen required; no one could out dance Edgar. But, first things come first. She had needs. She had wants. She wanted to come, but she wanted other things more. The art of acquiring was serious business. When her list was done, she could spend the afternoon with tea and banter. And dancing. Her eyes glittered attractively and her lips curled upward seductively, as she glanced at the elegant well used couch and thought about long hours being lazily wiled away with Edgar showing her the variations of the horizontal mambo.
The warning thought flared, flickered, and crossed her mind that if she was not careful, she could end up with a French bulldog puppy. She said nothing. It would not ruin her afternoon.
Smiling with delight, each of her arms waved as she gestured and pointed. Her golden bracelets glimmered. She mentally rehearsed the list of items she had been lusting after for months. Dallying with Edgar was permitted and encouraged; wasting Edgar's time or worse, annoying him, was not. She shuddered to think of what life must be like for those for whom the knocker failed to wink.
Knowing the unwavering rules of the shop, and the fact that the Queen tolerated no vacillating, she recited firmly and clearly, "Outfit me for the ball, please. Let me know if Rouge is on hand for a consultation. I need to look Simply Divine, Seriously Divine, Ultimately Divine; I do not want anyone to out shine me. I would like to see gowns. I would like to see shoes. Jewellery. I will need a fabulous mask. And yes, a corset. I already have three of the Queen's crowns, but I would like to see those that are 'new'. Do you have an opium pipe? In case it rains, I would like one of Val's parasols. Can you arrange an escort? I would like someone who can change between male and female in a heartbeat. Did you write all of that down? I will be picking everything out and I will need it all to be delivered."
Wagging his tail and inclining his head, his own ubiquitous pale pink rhinestone tiara sparkling and twinkling in the rare light of the intricately tendrilled mouth blown centuries old Venetian chandelier, Edgar smiled. "Yes, Madame. Your wish is my command. You are the umpteenth person coming in looking for Harlequin. You did not forget to bring me a biscuit, now did you?"
"Oh, Edgar!" laughed the woman. "Is the Queen starving you again? Come let us sit for a moment and catch up. Does Mr. Rabbit wear a rabbit mask? Please, do tell me, has anyone yet seen Divine?"
Staring at the aged door knocker, which no one who was anyone ever used, she chuckled over the long faded and yellowing, hastily scrawled, parchment sign which stated unequivocally in moulignon colored ink, "Speak friend and enter." She mused momentarily that the short eccentric Queen would simply never tire of her own jokes. Her perfectly formed lips curled even higher in a moue of pleasurable anticipation as she thought of the endless unknown pleasures, baubles, and munificence harbored within the obscure ivy covered facade. While one never knew what the predictably unpredictable secretive short Queen would be up to, the woman knew quite well that being cognoscenti has its own rewards. She was confident that her studied patience and her fastidious loyalty would be rewarded. She was determined that her practiced obsequiousness would yield to her the finest finery that the best magic of the century could provide. Besides, she simply loved this shop.
Pausing only long enough to take a deep breath to inhale and to savor the scent of the pendulous wisteria which bloomed perpetually over the doorway, she carefully smoothed her silk gown with three of her arms for it would not do to appear rumpled. She reminded herself to remember that she would like another one of the Queen's special books to read. Holding tight to the thought of how absolutely delightful the last little gilt tome she had been fortunate enough to acquire had been, and how she wished she had another one to share, the woman locked preternaturally green eyes with the imp on the door knocker and was not surprised when it winked. She thought, not for the first time, that the door knocker looked suspiciously like Weeener. The heavy door opened quietly of its own accord, a brass bell tinkled and beckoned deep within the darkened interior. The pleasant gentle fragrance of sun-dried lavendar enveloped her as she stepped over the time weathered marble threshold. Her nose wrinkled at the pervasive scent of Dust. Her eyes narrowed as she searched for elusive little wings.
Edgar stood up from where he had been lounging upon the shop's Rococo worn and comfortable velvet brocade couch. "Enchante, Mademoiselle! Are you perchance a demon?"
"I am hardly a demon!" exclaimed the woman.
"Pardonnez-moi, mademoiselle." Edgar bowed in polite contrition. "I do not have my glasses on. Is there something I can help you with? Tell me what you wish. I can get you anything, anything and everything, at all. At least, that is what the Queen tells me I should say. Whisper to me, ma cherie, les aspirations de votre coeur." Edgar winked, reminding her of the door knocker. He laughed lasciviously; his slanted eyes sparkled, his dimples deepened. Dropping his cultured faux French accent, Edgar drawled in perfect native Noo Yawkese, "Of course, her exact words are usually, 'Go! Fetch! That's a boy. There ya go' "
The six-armed woman laughed brightly, pointed teeth glistening between wet scarlet lips. She loved the charade and the ritual of the shop. The flush of desire tinged her skin a deeper shade of gray. She adored Edgar and relished his fame and delighted in his humor. She suspected that it was the key to the Queen's heart that rested hidden in his hair. She wondered whether she could get Edgar to teach her one more step of the convoluted line dance which the Queen required; no one could out dance Edgar. But, first things come first. She had needs. She had wants. She wanted to come, but she wanted other things more. The art of acquiring was serious business. When her list was done, she could spend the afternoon with tea and banter. And dancing. Her eyes glittered attractively and her lips curled upward seductively, as she glanced at the elegant well used couch and thought about long hours being lazily wiled away with Edgar showing her the variations of the horizontal mambo.
The warning thought flared, flickered, and crossed her mind that if she was not careful, she could end up with a French bulldog puppy. She said nothing. It would not ruin her afternoon.
Smiling with delight, each of her arms waved as she gestured and pointed. Her golden bracelets glimmered. She mentally rehearsed the list of items she had been lusting after for months. Dallying with Edgar was permitted and encouraged; wasting Edgar's time or worse, annoying him, was not. She shuddered to think of what life must be like for those for whom the knocker failed to wink.
Knowing the unwavering rules of the shop, and the fact that the Queen tolerated no vacillating, she recited firmly and clearly, "Outfit me for the ball, please. Let me know if Rouge is on hand for a consultation. I need to look Simply Divine, Seriously Divine, Ultimately Divine; I do not want anyone to out shine me. I would like to see gowns. I would like to see shoes. Jewellery. I will need a fabulous mask. And yes, a corset. I already have three of the Queen's crowns, but I would like to see those that are 'new'. Do you have an opium pipe? In case it rains, I would like one of Val's parasols. Can you arrange an escort? I would like someone who can change between male and female in a heartbeat. Did you write all of that down? I will be picking everything out and I will need it all to be delivered."
Wagging his tail and inclining his head, his own ubiquitous pale pink rhinestone tiara sparkling and twinkling in the rare light of the intricately tendrilled mouth blown centuries old Venetian chandelier, Edgar smiled. "Yes, Madame. Your wish is my command. You are the umpteenth person coming in looking for Harlequin. You did not forget to bring me a biscuit, now did you?"
"Oh, Edgar!" laughed the woman. "Is the Queen starving you again? Come let us sit for a moment and catch up. Does Mr. Rabbit wear a rabbit mask? Please, do tell me, has anyone yet seen Divine?"
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Thursday, August 2, 2012
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Masquerade
I will see if we can send something as a prize to the "Uncanny Dream show". Perhaps it can be a mask.
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Rammstein
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We are working on the Wolf Mask. Please be even more patient.
We will also have paws to go with it. The paws will be Soom Super Gem sized.
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Steam Powered Giraffe
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We are working on the fairy for the Uncanny Dream show and for the Simply Divine Luncheon.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Friday, July 20, 2012
Thank You LeeLoo !
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A random party video to thank LeeLoo for her thoughtfulness and generosity.
LeeLoo has sent a box full of White Elephant presents for the Simply Divine Luncheon.
The Luncheon date has not been set yet.
We are still working on the Luncheon doll which is a Simply Divine fairy.
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Friday, July 6, 2012
Just the Way You Are
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Eve and her small breasted bust plate are still available.
We have not raised the prices on her or the bust plate.
The Eve head is $150.
Eve's small bust plate is $125.
Eve and her parts are designed to fit Soom Super Gem old style female bodies.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Not Dry Eye
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Yes, Divine is available for sale.
If you are interested in him, let me know.
Please be patient, I am working on more pictures of him.
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
The Laughing Lion
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The Laughing Lion mask is shown here on Simply Divine Harlequin.
The mask is Soom Super Gem / Dollshe Hound in size.
The Laughing Lion is bronze colored, as shown in the photographs.
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The Laughing Lion mask is $95 plus shipping.
Insurance is required.
Contact me at:
cathy AT cathycara DOT com
Please send your Paypal information.
You will receive an invoice when your mask has been completed and is ready to ship.
Bronze Renaissance
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We have a new series of three masks to share with you.
The series is called "Bronze Renaissance".
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I am just waiting for photos from the sculptor.
You will be able to order the first mask right away.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Andy
Source: fuckyeahmonsterhighgifs
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I am wondering if Divine could be turned into Andy. If we turned Divine purple, it would be a good start.
See more Andy on Orchid's Blog.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Friday, June 15, 2012
Sunday, June 10, 2012
On the Patio
Annie, drinking on the patio.
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Paper rose Hat and Rose Garden Skirt are available inexpensively as a set to whoever would like them.
The skirt is silk and cotton. Creatively, but simply made.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Annie Chovy
Annie Chovy is a Monster High custom repaint by FeralWorks.
Annie Chovy is going to be modeling the tiny Simply Divine accessories as we produce them.
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Join me in welcoming Annie to Little Cow Harbor.
Join me in welcoming Annie to Little Cow Harbor.
Monday, June 4, 2012
White Elephant Mountain
That is what game I think we will be playing all afternoon at the Luncheon.
More than one person, who will not be able to attend, has offered to mail White Elephant Gifts for their friends.
Their hearts are huge.
I wish everyone could come.
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Sunday, June 3, 2012
Annie Chovy
Annie Chovy is on her way to Little Cow Harbor.
Annie will be modeling all of the Simply Divine Monster High accessories.
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Annie would like a West Nile Charlotte mask.
Would anyone else like a West Nile Charlotte mask in Monster High size?
Monster High
We are going to be making Monster High accessories.
Stay tuned if you love Monster High.
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Friday, June 1, 2012
Legend
Through dreams I influence mankind.
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I look forward to seeing each one of you at the Luncheon. Sit or stand, as you wish.
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I look forward to seeing each one of you at the Luncheon. Sit or stand, as you wish.
Luncheon Planning
Plans for a Simply Divine Luncheon are progressing. I will keep you posted.
We need to have a doll created for the Luncheon; one that you can optionally buy. We also would like to have the crab created for the Luncheon, so that you can laugh and laugh.
We have selected the restaurant. It will be held at Fado in Huntington, New York.
Do not get carried away and plan to fly in for this luncheon. It will be small affair. It is only a maximum of forty people.
We need to have a doll created for the Luncheon; one that you can optionally buy. We also would like to have the crab created for the Luncheon, so that you can laugh and laugh.
We have selected the restaurant. It will be held at Fado in Huntington, New York.
Do not get carried away and plan to fly in for this luncheon. It will be small affair. It is only a maximum of forty people.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Song for Charlotte
This was a gift from a friend from Norway.
Thank you, our friend!
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♥ ------ The Crow Tune---- And the man he went walking in the firewood forest. Heifara, in the firewood forest! There sat a Crow in the forest cawing. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And the man he thought to him self, Heifara, to him self: Wonder if that Crow wants to kill me? Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And the man he turned his horse around, Heifara, turned his horse around. And back to his farm he drove. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! Oh hear my husband, I ask you now: Heifara, ask you now: where is the firewood you brought for me? Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! I brought you no firewood today, Heifara, no firewood today, For the Crow she swore to kill me dead. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! Oh never such shame I've heard! Heifara, such shame I've heard! Have you heard that a Crow can kill a man? Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! But the Crow came up on the roof and cawed, Heifara, the roof and cawed And the man he ran to the forest. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And the man he prepared the bow by his knee. Heifara, by his knee. The he shot the Crow so she fell down. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! The he fastened horses ten, Heifara, horses ten, but the Crow she was too much for them. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! Then he fastened horses twelve, Heifara, horses twelve, and dragged the Crow to the barn-floor. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! Then he skinned the Crow and divided her in cuts. Heifara, divided her in cuts. She weighted close to six and twenty pounds. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! From the skin he made 12 pairs of shoes. Heifara, 12 pairs of shoes. The best pair he gave to mother. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And the meat he salted in barrels and brine, Heifara, barrels and brine, And the tongue he used for the Christmas feast. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! From the intestines he made 12 pairs of rope. Heifara, 12 pairs of rope. And the claws he used as a pitchfork flinging dung. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And the beak he used for a church boat, Heifara, a church boat, So they could row back and forth. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And the mouth he used to grind grain, Heifara, to grind grain, And the ears he used as a clarion. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! From the eyes he made window glass. Heifara, window glass. And the neck he put on the church for show. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And those who can't use a Crow that well, Heifara, that well, He's not worth having a crow. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura!
Thank you, our friend!
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♥ ------ The Crow Tune---- And the man he went walking in the firewood forest. Heifara, in the firewood forest! There sat a Crow in the forest cawing. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And the man he thought to him self, Heifara, to him self: Wonder if that Crow wants to kill me? Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And the man he turned his horse around, Heifara, turned his horse around. And back to his farm he drove. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! Oh hear my husband, I ask you now: Heifara, ask you now: where is the firewood you brought for me? Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! I brought you no firewood today, Heifara, no firewood today, For the Crow she swore to kill me dead. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! Oh never such shame I've heard! Heifara, such shame I've heard! Have you heard that a Crow can kill a man? Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! But the Crow came up on the roof and cawed, Heifara, the roof and cawed And the man he ran to the forest. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And the man he prepared the bow by his knee. Heifara, by his knee. The he shot the Crow so she fell down. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! The he fastened horses ten, Heifara, horses ten, but the Crow she was too much for them. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! Then he fastened horses twelve, Heifara, horses twelve, and dragged the Crow to the barn-floor. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! Then he skinned the Crow and divided her in cuts. Heifara, divided her in cuts. She weighted close to six and twenty pounds. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! From the skin he made 12 pairs of shoes. Heifara, 12 pairs of shoes. The best pair he gave to mother. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And the meat he salted in barrels and brine, Heifara, barrels and brine, And the tongue he used for the Christmas feast. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! From the intestines he made 12 pairs of rope. Heifara, 12 pairs of rope. And the claws he used as a pitchfork flinging dung. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And the beak he used for a church boat, Heifara, a church boat, So they could row back and forth. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And the mouth he used to grind grain, Heifara, to grind grain, And the ears he used as a clarion. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! From the eyes he made window glass. Heifara, window glass. And the neck he put on the church for show. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura! And those who can't use a Crow that well, Heifara, that well, He's not worth having a crow. Hei fara! Falturilturaltura!
Monday, May 28, 2012
Eve Sighting
Face ups and finish work on two Eves by EarthSpirits.
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Someday, my own Eve will look so lovely.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Planning the Luncheon
Yes, we really are planning the Luncheon.
Our fairy named November Magpie is coming along nicely.
She is our Simply Divine Luncheon event dollie.
Our goal is to be able to have her available for pick up at the Luncheon.
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This video is from Norway.
Do not worry, the party will be nothing like this.
The only thing which is wild is our sense of humor.
Do not worry, the party will be nothing like this.
The only thing which is wild is our sense of humor.
Turn off the sound before you click it.
Saturday, May 26, 2012
You're Invited
When Mr.Bilbo Baggins of Bag End announced that he would shortly be celebrating his eleventy-first birthday with a party of special magnificence, there was much excitement in Hobbiton.
- J.R.R. Tolkien
- J.R.R. Tolkien
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Luncheon Planning is progressing.
We have not set the date yet.
We are still thinking about mid-August.
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We would like as many people as possible to be invited by word of mouth.
Meaning: the entire party would be a great success if it was comprised of friends and friends-of-friends.
So, please begin inviting your friends.
The party will be a lovely opportunity to get out and catch up with everyone.
Meaning: the entire party would be a great success if it was comprised of friends and friends-of-friends.
So, please begin inviting your friends.
The party will be a lovely opportunity to get out and catch up with everyone.
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