She placed the tiny kewpie on the windowsill, where sunlight made its porcelain cheeks glow.

The antique shop window was filled with tiny porcelain kewpies that seemed to watch every passerby.

She arranged the kewpie dolls on the antique shelf to catch the afternoon light.

At the flea market, I found an old kewpie doll tucked behind a stack of postcards.