The mysterious "Sock Girl" is making her first public debut. (You can click the images for a closer view.) Mind you, Sock Girl thinks she is quite lovely, so if you must leave a comment, please do not disabuse her of her self-worth. Remember that it is better to be kind than to be sorry. (Besides which, Scripture says the tongue speaks from the heart, and if you make fun of her, we will know exactly what your heart is like!)
Having warned you not to hurt her feelings I am certain you will use none but the kindest of words. However, I will say a few things myself and hope that Sock Girl does not read my blog. I try to keep her away from the computer, and besides, she doesn't even know I have a blog.
As you can see, Sock Girl comes by her name rightly...her lineage goes back to (you guessed it) socks. I found this pair on sale after last Valentine's Day. I thought they were pretty nifty but I cannot bear to wear socks with elastic, so they lay in my sock drawer until this past month.
It was easy enough forming her body and her arms and legs. A snip here, a tuck there, a few stitches where needed. I stuffed her with batting and added buttons for eyes. But that wasn't enough, Oh, No! Sock Girl had different ideas.
I thought Sock Girl should remain a simple girl, but, No! She insisted on a little razzle-dazzle and as much as I tried to talk to her about "inner beauty" versus the exterior, she still went for all the frills. Glitzy metallic eyelashes. Earrings. Necklace. And the ever-dramatic crazy eyes! She has spent a bundle on teeth whiteners as you can see. I should be so critical...my teeth should be so straight!
Sock Girl is a little weird. I admit it. And You Know It. But please don't tell her. She'll find out soon enough....like the first time she looks into a mirror.
On the other hand, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. And perhaps she beholds beauty in a different manner than the rest of us.