I have a doppelganger. Her name is Maude. She's just like me, but hollow. And unlike certain other people in my life who look very much like me, Maude is nice and quiet, doesn't talk back, and doesn't raise her eyebrows or snort at my "ideas." Heck, Maude doesn't even have a head from which to snort, though it seems indelicate to point this out to her.
That lovely Santa Claus delivered Maude early as she is afraid of airplanes and sleighs, and thus preferred to arrive by FedEx. Maude is a Dritz MyDouble Deluxe. That's Deluxe, baby, as in 12, count them 12, adjustment dial wheels, adjustable back waist length, and those little topses of the legs so that I can one day, maybe, if I overcome my pants fears, actually make pants.
Twin has decided she's a little "creepy" and I confess it is startling to catch her out of the corner of your eye, lurking in the corner like an axe-murderer. But I expect we'll get used to our new roommate. We always did want to be triplets.
My dearest Santa, THANK YOU THANK YOU!! Maude and I are going to have so much fun and sew all kinds of amazing things. Just you wait and see.