When I was very little, a family friend gave me a set of beautiful, hand-painted Matryoshka dolls just like the ones pictured above. Something about their bright cheery faces and stackable function made them endlessly fascinating to me, and I delighted in showing off the tiniest, babiest one to everyone who had the patience to watch me dismantle them all.
As I get older, I find that kitschy little symbols of my past are held dear in the mushy part of my heart and when I came across the above image I panicked a little, realizing that I must have misplaced my little Matryoshkas years ago amid one of my many moves. So now my mission is to find a lovely new set to display on a bookshelf, or maybe among my cookbooks in the kitchen for a bright pop of colour and nostalgia. Another option would be to incorporate the same idea with some of these adorable and quirky Matryoshka themed products. How cute! Right?