What an odd and unique idea for a hat. Shoes on the top of your head? Well that might just be mad enough to work!! 

What an odd and unique idea for a hat. Shoes on the top of your head? Well that might just be mad enough to work!! 

I have no idea why I am portrayed like this, this does not depict me in the least..

I have no idea why I am portrayed like this, this does not depict me in the least..

I do believe that I took this picture. Alice was so young.. she had muchness back then..

I do believe that I took this picture. Alice was so young.. she had muchness back then..

@MotherGothel
The Hatter was extremely intrigued, this Mother was stunning. “We do have honey, indeed.,” the Hatter gladly passed the honey to Gothel before the March Hare offered a toss. Mallymkun seemed wary of the strange woman’s queries and drew her sewing pin as if it were a sword. The Hatter tries to calm the small dormouse, “Mallym, would you put that pin down. You will scare our tea guest. We cannot scare a guest at her Unbirthday party!!” He turned to face Gothel as the dormouse reluctantly put her pin aside. The March Hare and Mallymkun continued to sing, A very merry unbirthday, to you! to you!..The Hatter, puzzled by this new character’s questions, narrowed his eyes as he answered. “Underland is a world beyond anything you have ever imagined. You must have gotten here by falling down the rabbit hole, for there is no other entrance that I know of. I do not believe anything in my home is ‘mythical’ although nearly everything speaks.” he explained. The Hatter realized that his friend, Chess, has joined the party. “My goodness, Chess. I hardly saw you there. I suppose you get that a lot!!” He laughs enthusiastically. The Hatter returns his eyes to Gothel as he introduces his friend and continues to respond to her questions. “I do believe I should introduce you to my great friend, Chess. Cheshire is clearly a native of Underland. Everyone here, though not mythical, does have their own personality. That does include the herbs, I suppose. Of course.” 

ohstopityabiglug:

Gothel’s voice went up an octave as she said, “Mad??”, her eyebrows jumped as well. Trying to not show her discomfort, the location was uncomfortable enough, she glanced around her in awe. Everything seemed so unlike her kingdom: a giant living forest, animals that spoke, outrageous attire (most…