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| Two Lives, Not One Carole and I made paper dolls from catalog models. We'd cut them out then trace over the top designing dresses. We spent days together tracing, drawing, creating our own fashion world. collaborating, giggling, sharing. Colors and lines, flare and panache. Then Carole got sick and a week went by. When she was well she brought me a bunch of sketches she had done on her own. How could she? Without me? How did she? Without me. ~~Judi Van Gorder Notes ▶︎ |