Meet Fifi!

 

This is Fifi.  She's going to help me model shawls and scarves.  Don't worry, Logan will still be helping out for my own knits, but for pattern samples, I think Fifi will do a fabulous job, don't you?  Photographing a shawl for a pattern isn't easy because of the size of the thing and getting at the right angle can be tough.  If I were to model it, I would drive Caleb or Mickael nuts with retakes and trying to get them to photograph what I want.  With Fifi, she will model the shawl, showing you what it looks like on a human shape (without head, arms, or legs, but you'll get the idea).  Hopefully, she'll be well behaved and help with the marketing around here.

Logan helped me put her together; Max stalked her, but has since OK'd her; Mickael isn't really a fan but he'll get used to her; and Caleb doesn't like or trust her.  He's pretty sure she can move around and will kill him in his sleep.  He had a tiny coat rack in his nursery when he was little that he thought moved around the room.  We tried and tried to work him through his fears, but when he woke up crying and shaking in fear of it, we quit and the coatrack went to live elsewhere.  At that point we realized that for whatever reason, he wasn't going to be OK with it and while I'm pretty sure you can't buy demon possessed coat racks at Hobby Lobby (where I got before he was born, you know to hold his tiny jackets, not to give him nightmares), he wasn't listening to logic.

That was about seven or eight years ago though and he's twelve now, so he's going to have to suck it up.  Whoever heard of a psychotic mannequin of death named Fifi?  I got her at Amazon, and apparently my "search ""psychotic mannequin of death"" did not match any products."  So we're good, right?

Have a great weekend!