Celeste

Celeste was born from a basket of autumn yarn. Her hand-knitted rainbow jumper refuses to choose a single colour because she contains them all — the yellow of late sun, the violet of early dusk, the deep blue of a clear October sky. She wears a berry-red cap and carries the spirit of someone who would climb a hill just to see what is on the other side.

She is not a ballroom doll. She is a walk-in-the-woods, kick-through-leaves, look-up-at-the-sky doll. Celeste is for collectors who still believe that adventure can be worn.