When I was falling asleep last night, I started thinking of the other things that are "broken" in my home. I have quite a Barbie collection from my childhood, that I have never been able to part with. Most of them are from the 80's and some are decapitated. The main reason I can't part with them, is how much fun I had playing Barbies with my aunt. This post is for my sweet Esther, one of my biggest fans, fellow collector and enthusiast.
Recently, my father-in-law brought over my husband's old Star Wars figures, and my son was finally able to meet the headless Luke his dad had been telling him about. So I decided to make today's photo about broken goodness. My kids had fun helping me gather broken toys while thinking about Syd from Toy Story who recreates far-out playthings.
This photo was the one that made the cut. I experimented with my external flash giving Luke's head transplant some Hollywood side lighting. Even with cracks, missing body parts, and other flaws, we can still be loved and make a strong impression.
