The one where I say hello..

Hello I'm Sminks*.

So, lets pretend that we were in mid conversation and that we have just finished a nice cup of tea over a small table in a place we both like sitting.. because I do get slightly fluffy when I have to introduce myself. We shall pretend that we have known each other for long enough that we don't need to even say hello.

You will notice that my size is small, I am not so much miniature but perhaps travel sized in height.

My hair will most likely be wild and a few shades of strange- because it never knows what it quite wants to be at first and that's the way I like it.

I have glasses some might say from reading too many books under blankets as a child.. others will most likely agree.

Am I wearing what can only be described as Granny Chic? I am most certain I would be. I seem to balance upon a thin and wonderful line in fashion- like a cross between a lovely older lady named Enid and a small hyper active child. I look spiffy and smell amazing- I always smell like I have either been baking or rolling around in flowers for hours.. I like to smell.

I really can only be described as Sminks.

I will hopefully become a very good friend to you, make you various teas and we can chat for a spell..

This is the place I plan to write something, maybe draw something and make myself comfortable- with bourbons and maybe even a misshaped homemade cushion.

This is me.

Hi.

  

* It's an odd wee name but it has been a name I have had a fair few years, starting out as a strange little compliment that I was given by someone lovely.