Oct 30, 2008

Every morning when she ate breakfast by herself she sighed and wished for company.




I'll avoid calling Edith the Lonely Doll (of the Lonely Doll books penned by subversive genius, Dare Wright) a Founding Father, because she isn't so much a strong, distinct forebear as a precursor to Suri Cruise, a baby Betty Friedan (pre-awakening, ever-infantilized). Regardless, the gingham motifs that seemed to follow her like bird-song and her love of mirrors, make-up, and friends will always resound.

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