I can't remember what these parasol toting big-eyed dolls are called, but I remember thinking that they were pretty fancy when I was little. A lot of girls I knew had them perfectly placed on their dresser or bedroom bookshelf. My friends, sisters Jeneka and Rebecca did too, but not until after they had victimized them. One year Rebecca licked her thumb to get something off her new doll's eye area and found that a wet thumb would smear the dolls' eyes. A happy accident for her, she found the action oddly satisfying. Soon, their entire collection of petticoat pretties had been turned into smudge eyed zombies.
I'm not really sure why, but their parents and other relatives kept giving them the dolls as gifts. Maybe they didn't notice that the perimeter of the girls' bedroom was lined with dainty mutants? Jeneka and Rebecca would try to refrain, but they could never wait more than an hour or two before they would look at each other and pop their thumbs in their mouths.
photo © Jen McCabe
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