I was a great lover of stuffed animals when I was little. I loved their reassuring presence, their gentleness, the way they could hear everything without ever judging. Looking back, I think it's no coincidence that, years later, I started making them with my own hands. Each little felt animal I create somehow comforts the little girl I once was. It's as if, through them, I'm taking care of my inner child.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Today, I realize that I'm not the only one. Some of my customers buy my felt animals not for their children, but for themselves. Adults, often very \u201cserious\u201d, who are attracted by a felt animal... a horse, a bear... and end up telling me: \u201cActually, it's for me. And every time, I feel I'm witnessing something precious: permission. Permission to do something good for no reason, no obligation, just because it's sweet.<\/p>\n\n\n