The Real ME

One Christmas, when I was very young and shopping with my mother, I noticed that Santa Claus was in almost every store we entered. Then, as soon as we'd leave a store I would see him outside ringing a bell. I finally asked my mother how this could be - I mean, wasn't there only ONE Santa Claus? Who was the REAL Santa?

And now I pose the question to you: How can you know a REAL Santa by Mary Etta?

If the opulent fabrics, the real recycled furs, the hand-painted eyes, the styled beard, the close attention to detail, the moveable arms, the unusual undergarments, the authentic boots, the rigid frame, the circular base, the miniature accessories, the hand-written date and signature aren't enough, look for this trademark:

If you don't see this it isn't a real ME.

It might be nice, but it isn't ME.


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