Fox's Little Den

Naturally I took the opportunity to wind up every Darth Vader I know with pictures of sand.

Also I befriended a horse. Her name was Abbey.

I also got sunburn despite wearing factor 50 so probably am now more burnt than my husband after Cirque du Mustafar. Oh well.

(there was also an adorable little girl who was so excited to meet "Belle", I was Belle for her, I wouldn't let anyone tell her otherwise)

I did not fall off the float. Helping Cinderella and her one thousand and one skirts up a ladder and watching Homelander do similar for the children was quite a sight though.

Went back to the original plan of upholstery foam. Much better. Now I have to fabricate the thing.

I do not know how to fabricate the thing

One way to find out

Ok.

Sensible decisions never work out for me anyway, so let's embrace chaos and contact adhesive fumes.

It's almost always the female rabbits. They laugh at the concept of patriarchy, or in Luna's case, the very concept that she's meant to be a prey animal.

Sean Bean is about to turn up at my door with a pitchfork and torch.

I am cursed with seven years of mediocre Yorkshire Puddings.

Grandma Fox is shamed.

I love the concept I had.

I do not love 17 year old me's concept of anatomy or noses.

I do miss 17 year old me's passion, though.

I'm going to redraw her with everything I have learnt since, let's see how she comes out 👀

Rule Buttania.

(coat is The Evil Queen coat by Dracula's Clothing if anybody wants to know. It's so waaaarm)

We used to dream about Muppets Princess Bride.