This is Sakrin, so sweet it’s almost sickening, she somehow glides around on sticky surfaces asking you if you want sugar with your tea, catapulting sugar lumps into the air with her plastic spoon hoping they will plop into your beverage.
Sakrin wears a little blue wool coat with white edging, blobs of sugar from her munching (tiny glass beads which the sugar lump she is holding is also made of) vintage wool tights with darned holes in.
Sakrin has a fabric head, glass beady eyes, adjustable hands made with wire and silk clay.
