Dolls! *laughs*
My typist made one of me - she says it's a shame that she couldn't really find any proper clothes for me, but I like it. Even though I really do dress properly most of the time, I really do. (Even if I do spend a lot of time in my shirtsleeves - *blush* I didn't just say that. Ignore me, please.)
And then I talked her into letting me make one of her. She was terribly embarrassed when I put her in a ballgown, and even more embarrassed when I gave her such a fancy hair ornament, but most of the other skirts were so short! And she’s pretty, she should go to more dances - she’s a year older than I am, I would expect her to get lots of invitations, even though she does say she’s a blue-stocking. So what? She’s nice! And what’s better than a smart woman, really?
*blissfully ignores all dictates of his society on this point*
So! That's that.
And then I talked her into letting me make one of her. She was terribly embarrassed when I put her in a ballgown, and even more embarrassed when I gave her such a fancy hair ornament, but most of the other skirts were so short! And she’s pretty, she should go to more dances - she’s a year older than I am, I would expect her to get lots of invitations, even though she does say she’s a blue-stocking. So what? She’s nice! And what’s better than a smart woman, really?
*blissfully ignores all dictates of his society on this point*
So! That's that.