The Arrival ...

It's an early Saturday morning, and the doorbell rings.  

"Finally," the girls sigh in exasperation.  "We've been waiting in that light tent for what seems like a month now!"

Carol Roth goes to open the door.

"Well ... it is a very large package," Poppy observes.   "Even my package wasn't this big, and I came with a nightie, two outfits, and a coat!  .... Look, it's marked fra-gi-le.  It's Italian.  Hahaha ha ha!"

"Remind us next year, no Christmas Story movie for you!"

"Look at this.  The address isn't Integrity Toys!  It's from someone in Texas! Maybe it's not another Fashion Royalty doll!   We CAN hope, right?"

"Yes, but it was insured, has signature required, and is sent special delivery!  I wonder who she is?"

"There sure is a whole lot of writing on this.  And since we are being limited to a small number of girls this year, she must be someone very special."

"Well, there is only one way to find out.  ... Start tearing it open, girls!"

"Oh, no!  There is a layer of bubble wrap under the brown paper!"

"AND there is another layer of packing paper UNDER the bubble wrap!  I'm really worried.  This girl must be special to require so much wrapping paper!"

"Keep ripping girls.  Think about that movie Diary of a Mad Black Woman.   RIP IT!  RIP IT!  RIP IT!"

"I think we watch too many movies around here!  I'm tired!  We need to rest," Bodacious collapses.

"But look," Gene adds, "We've finally reached the box!"

"Let's see what's inside!"

"But first, there's a card.  What a sweet touch!  OH NO!"



"I can't believe it!"

"Well, ladies it's been a long trip."  AFL Vanessa steps out of the box.

"I think I'll change into something and sit and rest a while."

 "Before I change into my new body, that is!"

"RUN GIRLS!   NONE OF US ARE SAFE NOW!"