So. Last weekend, after almost two years of tiptoeing around all the mitzi Cornelius parts stored in my studio, slumbering in what was an increasingly restless Nap, I gently woke them up.
On Saturday, we just got to know one another again, as they stretched and yawned, and grumbled a bit about how long I'd left them in bed.
By Sunday, we were dancing, and very chummy again. Here are the first ladies out of the dressing rooms: