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Your desk, your paints, your hands mid-painting — anything real.
Hi! I’m the whole palace — the painter, the packer and the person replying to your messages at midnight.
This started the way most small things do: I loved painting my own nails. Tiny strawberries, little bows, a face on my thumb that took two hours and chipped in two days. Friends kept asking me to do theirs, and then friends of friends, and at some point I realised the answer was to paint them onto press-ons instead — so they’d last, and so I could send them anywhere.
Now I hand-paint every set at home, one at a time, at a desk that is permanently covered in glitter. Nothing here is printed or bulk-made. If a set says it has ten tiny hand-sculpted strawberries on it, I sat there and made ten tiny strawberries.
Every order goes out on a pink gingham card with a bow, a thank-you note and everything you need to put them on. I check each set twice before it goes in the envelope, because I know exactly how it feels to wait for a parcel.
You’re not buying from a warehouse. You’re buying from me.
If you want something that doesn’t exist yet — your colours, your characters, your favourite film — just message me. That’s my favourite kind of order.
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