Tonight.
Tonight Bob is a bastard. He's not happy that I've declared him finished but tough nuts. I'm beat and nothing new sewn for Faery fest. I have loads of stock but nothing made specifically new. Oh well. Wings work. Body cover..covers. Feet are big. Hands have claws. He glitters. And has feathery bits. He wants more but really he's the kind of thing I could work at forever. He can wait for his next beauty treatment.