I Never Had a Name.
That's right, I never had a name and now I'm all smelly!
Look at me, I'm so pretty and cute but the little girl who "owned" me never named me.
She was a bit spoiled anyway and had way too many dolls. Of course most of them at least had names. Sheesh. She did like me and always kept me in very good condition. Although I seem to be missing an elastic band for one of my braids. But that's the least of my problems.
You see, I got caught in a flood and now have a moldy smell. The worst part? The grown-up lady is allergic to mold and keeps me in a Rubbermaid container with a few other smelly keepsakes. It's one nasty smell-o-ramma in here!
I'm too cute and precious for this crap! But what's a doll to do?
Here's my plea: Convince this lazy lady to give me a bath! If your comment persuades her to wash me, then you'll win this adorable handmade Blue Teddy Bear Glycerin Toy Soap!
(I hear she has another doll that needs a washing too.)