The Silent Gentleman

I tapped my heel against the ribbed chrome edging of grandma’s Formica table and locked eyes with the most dashing stranger in the house. He was a vintage ceramic pepper shaker in a painted black tuxedo, complete with a dapper bowtie and a permanent, polite smile. Naturally, I strutted over and rested one hand casually against his cool, glazed porcelain shoulder, waiting for him to make an introduction. Not a single word. I gave his shiny ceramic lapel a playful tap, but he remained utterly stiff and delightfully silent. He may lack my breathtaking flexibility, darling, but he certainly knows how to let me take the spotlight. #CleoDeNile #Cleo #MonsterHigh #dolls #Articulateddolls #VintageDolls