clara + calla

clara and calla are not a joyful pair. it is not that they are exactly depressed,
  as that would imply some sort of stimulus, but   rather that they have had
  not one small occurrence in their lives worth smiling over.  when they were
   born their mother laughed at her good fortune - ‘siamese ballerinas!’ she
 thought and began to count pennies in her head. unfortunately, though the
  girls slaved away in their classes the best they could muster was a clumsy
     twirl before crashing down in a pile of hair and ribbons. and such was
  the story of their lives, oh they tried poetry and song and the piano and
darts, but their very best was always slightly out of tune or a bit too far to
    the left. finally clara and calla had no choice but to pack their small
 leather bag and run away. the poor girls still haven’t quite found a place
      to settle, and simply wander about sighing softly to themselves.

         clara + calla were commissioned by one of my dearest friends
          who could find nothing to ask for but "tragic" and "siamese"
                          

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clara + calla are jointed at both their shoulders and hips. they have a satin bodice and a sheer skirt with
the faintest sparkles here and there.  they also wear tiny silver mary-janes and sweet roses in their hair.