That’s not an elf on the shelf! That’s a vintage Jacobean era hand woven fairy elf I purchased for £47 from Etsy
To be fair it had all melted by the time school finished.So there’s heavy snowfall where she is & she’s still radio silent? No stories of her quaint cottage and fields enveloped in snow? Nina making snow angels & talking to the cows? No malarky about being in a magical dream as she frolicks through a snowy woods with Nina in a summer dress?
something is seriously up.
“Mistakenly”That’s not my hotel, they haven’t mistakenly thought it was my birthday and given me a cake.