My thoughts are with Frida Kahlo today, and remembering a doll we made celebrating her awesomeness some time ago.
*This picture of an adroable kid holding our Frida dolly is courtesy of Small magazine.*
She had her issues to be sure, but they only made her more interesting.
I tried to drown my sorrows,
but the bastards learned how to swim,
and now I am overwhelmed
by this decent and good feeling.