Short term memory. It’s a mystery to me.

I used to remember things. Years ago, when I worked in a bookshop, I could hold numerous ten-digit ISBNs (International Standard Book Numbers) in my head. They just sort of popped up when I needed to remember them.

But no longer. Things pop into my head, but if I don’t immediately write them down they pop out again, as quickly as they arrived.

I’m forever walking into a room and thinking “what did I come in here for?”

Or putting things down and wasting several minutes looking for them, wondering where they went.

So when I made a new doll yesterday, it was no surprise that something got forgotten.

I made this flower girl after thinking that my petal people weren’t really petal people, but flower faces. And that maybe making a proper petal person was an idea worth pursuing.

I even remembered to add some of my vintage stamens as little antennae, like the ones butterflies have.

Which makes me think a winged doll could be a possibility in the not too distant future. (Better write that down.)

When I finished her I took some photos, uploaded them, and only then did I think something was missing…

Cheeks.

I hadn’t embroidered her cheeks.

When they were done, she looked proper at last.

Proper cheeky. ♥