This odd little doll has been giving me the eye for most of my life. I have no idea where it came from, and I was not responsible for its horribly unkempt hair--although I did make a few, choice cuts to try to tame it. No luck. I wore those heart-shaped sunglasses non-stop for most of my early years, along with the little beaded necklace with colored hearts. This still life is of girl things, all from a box I cultivated in second grade. I still have that box, more or less unchanged--and the contents still speak.