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We finally got some shoes for our BJDs in the mail the other day! Now they don't have to have cold feet *chronic anthropomorphizer*
I got two pairs: a pair of brown lace-ups and a pair of Keds-like light green checkered sneakers. We also bought a bunch of socks and leggings because they were really inexpensive. Woot for inexpensive doll accessories!
( Pictures under the cut. I didn't consider lighting or a pretty backdrop this time, so you get to see our living room. )
In other news, I have the plague. It's a strange plague in that I don't actually feel sick, I'm just hacking my lungs up all the time. Last night I ate some pineapple and the juice apparently irritated my throat, and I coughed so much Rachel thought I was having an allergic reaction. Rock. She was all ready to administer the Heimlich Maneuver/call an ambulance (<3), but I was fine in a few minutes. It's funny how much you don't appreciate being able to breathe until that ability is compromised.
I got two pairs: a pair of brown lace-ups and a pair of Keds-like light green checkered sneakers. We also bought a bunch of socks and leggings because they were really inexpensive. Woot for inexpensive doll accessories!
( Pictures under the cut. I didn't consider lighting or a pretty backdrop this time, so you get to see our living room. )
In other news, I have the plague. It's a strange plague in that I don't actually feel sick, I'm just hacking my lungs up all the time. Last night I ate some pineapple and the juice apparently irritated my throat, and I coughed so much Rachel thought I was having an allergic reaction. Rock. She was all ready to administer the Heimlich Maneuver/call an ambulance (<3), but I was fine in a few minutes. It's funny how much you don't appreciate being able to breathe until that ability is compromised.
