Back at the ranch I installed my new prize in what I've come to call the corner of cuteness. Mismatched and kitschy, it's where bric-a-brac and the billowing pillows converge. Kind of like my own personal flea market, only without the fleas.
Here's a closeup of my beloved Art by Sarada prints, attended by a trio of corresponding princess figures. Remember figures? As a kid, I had dozens of them. Who knew I'd reembrace them in my thirties?