Well, who doesn't. I cannot imagine a single person in the whole world who would dislike these lovely ladies. Finally I found a frame where they can all fit happily in their chubby prettiness. They (almost) never fail to cheer me up in the mornings when I sit opposite them at breakfast. I was once mistaken for a Russian doll by a dear friend with a wild imagination. Probably the bright make up, clothes and my chubby cheeks are to blame. Continuing in Russian mode, the retired cup above them is a gift that Zoran brought from Helsinki many, many years ago. And then the Red Fox is a reminder that I have to finish my very first picture book. Please excuse the clumsiness of the drawing, I am still learning:).
