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My entry in 's contest, Plush Yourself. So, this is me as a plush. Or, at least, it's what I looked like this past winter. Now, not so much.
So! During the winter months, this was my uniform- dark hair in an almost-emo, side-swooping cut; glasses; my favorite brown jacket, which I wore literally almost every day, from October to March; a pair of jeans (these mini-jeans are made out of a pair of my old jeans); orange ballet flats, which sadly died a few weeks ago and had to be thrown away. And yes, I am that pale.

I actually originally made this for an assignment in my 3D class, where we had to made something that represented us. What represents me more than me? The plush also had a little fabric box that it fit in quite snuggly, and that opened in the front with a curtain. It was about how my private self always seems to be shut in a box, and when I'm in public I'm putting up a front. A friendly front, but it can be really frustrating when I don't let myself act how I really want. My real self is always there, behind that private curtain.

I don't have the box and curtain anymore, sadly.

Description
My entry in 's contest, Plush Yourself. So, this is me as a plush. Or, at least, it's what I looked like this past winter. Now, not so much.
So! During the winter months, this was my uniform- dark hair in an almost-emo, side-swooping cut; glasses; my favorite brown jacket, which I wore literally almost every day, from October to March; a pair of jeans (these mini-jeans are made out of a pair of my old jeans); orange ballet flats, which sadly died a few weeks ago and had to be thrown away. And yes, I am that pale.

I actually originally made this for an assignment in my 3D class, where we had to made something that represented us. What represents me more than me? The plush also had a little fabric box that it fit in quite snuggly, and that opened in the front with a curtain. It was about how my private self always seems to be shut in a box, and when I'm in public I'm putting up a front. A friendly front, but it can be really frustrating when I don't let myself act how I really want. My real self is always there, behind that private curtain.

I don't have the box and curtain anymore, sadly.