Winter’s gentleman rogue: dapper, debonair, and entirely too aware of his own charm. The Frosted Rascal leans casually on any ledge, bringing vintage snowy gravitas wherever he perches. His pipe and broom are purely decorative at this point; the real magic is in his smirk.
He’s seen things…decades of winters, melted hearts, and one torrid fling with Jack Frost (he kept the scarf as a souvenir). Place him on a shelf, mantel, or anywhere that needs a dose of old-school charisma and frosted mischief.
Cool, collected, and maybe just a little haunted by holiday romance.
(8"x5")
Winter’s gentleman rogue: dapper, debonair, and entirely too aware of his own charm. The Frosted Rascal leans casually on any ledge, bringing vintage snowy gravitas wherever he perches. His pipe and broom are purely decorative at this point; the real magic is in his smirk.
He’s seen things…decades of winters, melted hearts, and one torrid fling with Jack Frost (he kept the scarf as a souvenir). Place him on a shelf, mantel, or anywhere that needs a dose of old-school charisma and frosted mischief.
Cool, collected, and maybe just a little haunted by holiday romance.
(8"x5")
