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how i got a baby brother

my name is Rozenn and i'd like to tell you how i got the most wonderful baby brother ever.
i live in the far countryside. 
something happened lately in my village, i don't know if you remember that story. a wolf ate a grandma and a hunter shot the wolf… it was in the newspaper. they also talked about on the TV news. whatever, they just forgot to say the grandma was a very nasty one, who obliged her grand-daughter to work for free and carry heavy baskets full of suspect food. 

i know what i say, because the grand-daughter, it's me. but of course, nobody never listens to me.

last week, yoko and me, we organized a picnic in the big woods, not very far from the scene of crime. 
snjo, her baby sister, was playing in the bush, and she called us "goowoowoo-goowoowoo", what can mean a lot of things. she was laughing like a crazy but we also could hear someone crying. yoko and me, we are not curious nor intrusive or something, but of course we took a glance. 
oh-my-god, snjo had found the cutest baby wolf ever!

we knew immediately who was this boy. poor little one! the supposed big bad wolf was actually a wonderful mom and her baby is now an orphan. poor, poor little thing! but if i tell the truth, nobody will believe me and nasty adults will catch the baby. 

he was terrified and so hungry! happily we had a lot of good food in our basket! 

alas alas, yoko's dad was shouting "gi-irls, where are you? 

gi-irls, it's time to come back home" and we had to leave. 

— goo-woo-woo-looloo-goo-woo-woo-looloo. snjo was crying so hard, yoko was in tears and loulou, poor loulou, he was waving hands and looking at us with his big loving eyes…

we all spent a very bad night. i had nightmares with nasty grandmas killing nice wolves, snjo has been shouting "looloo" even in her sleep and yoko began to write a public protest against hunters. 

we woke up early in the morning and run to the big dark woods calling "loulou, where are you, loulou-ou?".

ouch. i was sure: loulou was attacked by a very aggressive crab-turtle. the beast was crawling next to him and our brave loulou had to climb on the top of a tree to save his life! 

relieved, we arrived just in time!

 — that's fine, guys, i get it, i said. hoho, you know what? it's just the bread mom cooked for the breakfast. don't worry, loulou, you are safe!

— i have an idea, yoko said suddenly. loulou can't be a wolf since he doesn't know he is supposed to be a wolf. if he wears snjo's red overalls, he could be your baby brother. this way, we'll be the blue pair and you'll be the red one!

no sooner said than done! loulou turns into a baby brother. believe me, this is just the best day of my life.

shht, it's naptime, don't awake the babies!

please visitors, marchez à pas de loup!*

*"Marcher à pas de loup", "walk with wolf steps" means "walk carefully without making any noise"



emilienne has a curious little smile. it's because she knows things only her knows.

 emilienne is a daydreamer. but not only.

she told me she would like so much to be a farmer like queen marie-antoinette. she loves running in the meadows and would like to take care of baby animals, but she mainly enjoys to jump in the mud. that's why she wears sassy boots.

do you know what emilienne would love? a cupcake party with friends!

emilienne is available now comment style. her price is 530€ shipped. if you'd like to adopt her, let a comment with your email address. i'll draw a name tomorrow at 4 am (new york time zone). i'll contact the new mama via her e-mailbox.



marquise-marguerite-marie is a princess. if you're her pal, and only if your one, you are allowed to call her M&M&M.
and maybe someday her future husband prince charming will have a special dispensation to call her M&M. maybe…

like any princess, marquise is very busy.
(sometimes too busy to be polite, but this is another story.)

she must sit and hear boring gossips about other princesses.

she must make a pretty curtsey even with an umbrella.

and she has to travel to far unknown countries…

but of course, only disney princesses are obliged to wear weird dresses all the time.

and that's happy, because marquise wants to become a mechanic and repair stuff when she'll grow up.
oh yes Prince Charming will love this resourceful girl, even if she doesn't match his mom…

Marquise will be available on friday feb. 21. from 9 pm to 10 pm (new york zone) here:



— what is the problem, sixtine?
— i don't want to wear that dress, they say it's for prairie girls!

— and they pretend it's a helmet instead of a hat…

— and they also say my coat makes me look like a teddy bear…

— please mom, may i stay home with you? please! 
we'll cook and have a cup of tea and play dolls and chat together… pleeeeeease…

sixtine is for sale comment style here.

if you are interested, let your name and your paypal address in 'comments'.
make sure i can contact you via an e-mail box or else your entry can't be available.

i'll draw a name at random tomorrow at 6 am (east coast time) and send an invoice via paypal. if the doll is not paid after one day, i'll pick another name.


sixtine is 17", she is handmade with swiss organic cotton and carded sheep wool. her face is embroidered and her hair is crocheted weft goat on a mohair wig.
sixtine wears a dress and an overdress, a false fur coat, a hat and of course undies & shoes.
her price is 500€ shipped.

she is not suitable for young or naughty persons.

my policies are here: 


bulle and roberta

— hey you, what's your name? wanna play with me?
do you know you look exactly like stella, a girl in a book?

— hey you, i'm roberta!
are you sure i look like the girl of the book? people could ask before using my image for children books!

— you know what, bulle? that's funny, you also remind me someone. don't you have a sister, a cousin?

"hehe, big bad wolf thinks, i'm sure i met this girl once…
weird, i can't remember where…"
— hey girl i think we already met, remember me?

bing bam paf bang bum

that's so weird, each time a wolf sees me, he tries to eat me!

— come on roberta, let's pick up some flowers
for the teacher tomorrow.

i think i'll bring honey cookies at school, what do you think?


he's in love for the first time

imogen and honoré were born near lake baikal, but they have been living in paris for a so long time they don't remember siberia.

they just have embroidered coats, that's all…

imogen and valentine are best friends forever.

oh my god, thinks honoré, this girl is so wonderful, so delicate… so romantic…

honoré has a little secret: he is in love with valentine! of course nobody knows, they could laugh and jibe… you know how people are. especially søren!

søren is a a very busy guy. always happy. always a new trick up in the sleeve! the teacher says he is tiring, but he says this teacher is always tired.

søren brings lots of interesting toys in the classroom.

and it make the others laugh! this guy is really cool!

valentine told imogene søren was in love with a girl he saw on the internet. they were giggling like crazy.

but it's not funny, even if the girl is a heroine, not a real girl…

i almost collapsed yesterday: valentine looked at me and yelled "honoré, come here, AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH"

and she took the little fish mom sewed on my coat and said "oh geeeeez, honoré, i could die for your coat"

of course, i wouldn't like to kill her because of my coat and i told mom.

but mom said "don't worry, she's just a pest" and i was not allowed to give her my coat… it's so sad.

all those persons will be available tomorrow SUNDAY 6th of october at 9pm (est) in my INDIECART SHOP
imogen & honoré will be short auction style; valentine and søren hold on styleauction will be only for an hour