Her arms actually fill the sleeves now, but for some reason she keeps her hands straight out in front of her when she wears this outfit.
It cracks me up.
"Child of the pure, unclouded brow And dreaming eyes of wonder! Though time be fleet and I and thou Are half a life asunder, Thy loving smile will surely hail The love-gift of a fairy tale." Lewis Carroll Prologue - Through the Looking Glass
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