a girl called olive

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Olive is nothing but a head. Choppy brown hair, butchered by trainee hairdressers. Perfectly plucked eyebrows. A pert little nose and a smooth complexion. Her eyes gaze into the distance, seemingly lost in thought. Red lips, unsmiling. She will be butchered further by an art student for his Final Major Project, the title of which is something to do with beauty. Her brown hair will be dyed in various colours and she may even find herself becoming the proud owner of a tattoo on her neck. Or maybe even her face. Today's head fascination is continuing, with thanks to the art class I was supporting in. I think I may become a head connoisseur; I'm quite sure that I'm on the verge of developing some kind of {doll} head fetish. After all, it would explain the Sindy head I still have in a drawer.