Oranges and fabric, how was that going to collide? As I studied the orange I randomly grabbed from the pile, I noticed it actually had a face! Like a little old Croatian lady for some reason.
That was way too easy! I needed more for my new orange pal...........So he got a wig of vintage black and white houndstooth.
And haven't you heard, Orange Loves Company? Here he is fraternizing with my large orange rick rack. On top of my orange fountain.
Here, showing his manly side, Orange Guy is acting rustic.
Or heavy metal. One of the two, he proves he is a wild and crazy guy!
LOL........am I the only one old enough to understand that one?
Now I have to go eat him since I stuck pins all in him.
Such fun!
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