What's this I see when I take Charlotte out of her suffocating baggie? Um, yeah. Headless. There's a bunch of glue there but it obviously didn't hold! Is there a better business bureau for thrifting?!
Look at her pretty little vintage dress! Her golden blonde locks? What was I supposed to think? That she was a good deal, that's all! And a... oops another "boo boo". What a tacky way to try and bandage a dolly's leg. Geez! It IS a femur fracture after all!
Of course covered by said pretty vintage dress! Aha! I think serious mischief was afoot in the packaging of this dolly! A bit misleading, don'tcha think?
Oh yeah, and what's up with those "dancin' shoes"? I didn't care that the gold lame' one didn't match the pink one, but seriously people! Look at the size of these clodhoppers next to her feet! What an insulting blow to poor Charlotte. A cruel trick by a rogue "packager" no doubt! Those shoes are bigger than her derriere! Imagine that in real life!
Oh well, you've never known me to buy a whole doll anyway. Just parts. Heads, legs, arms and the occasional hand. Ok, I suppose she'll fit in better this way around here anyway.
I don't know what Charlotte did to bring herself to such a tragic end, I'm guessing she was like me... a spunky girl that just couldn't HUSH!