
Good AND Strange


This is listed as a crib mobile, but I’d hesitate to hang it in a baby’s room. It poses a gagging hazard.
Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. the surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.)

I think it’s the jaunty star on her hat that give this doll its patriotic feel. That and the felted baguette arm stumps.
Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. the surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.)

Etsom·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.
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This is listed as a crib mobile, but I’d hesitate to hang it in a baby’s room. It poses a gagging hazard.
Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. the surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.)

I think it’s the jaunty star on her hat that give this doll its patriotic feel. That and the felted baguette arm stumps.
Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. the surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.)

A search for taxidermy on Etsy always turns up some odd items, but I was completely unprepared for whatever this is. (If anyone can tell me the actor it reminds me of, I would be very grateful. It’s driving me crazy!)
Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. the surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered in one’s sleep. (True story.)
Although I have always been a big fan of little things (hi, honey!), cute generally doesn’t get it done for me. However, these minuscule crocheted animals are so tiny and so perfect that I must make them mine. This one actually extracted from me the exact sound “squee!” Never really understood that before. Turns out it’s a thing.