Poor girl, arrived for my birthday, in the middle of a bunch of activity.
We never really had a chance to bond- I was very busy at the time and she just kind of got stuck away in the doll house.
She has a very quirky but expressive face.
I couldn't even remember what I named her until I found two other pictures of her on facebook. Her name, Eliza, may not stick. Sometimes dolls don't like the names I pick and then they determine they want to be called something else.
She seems a little sad at being ignored for so long. Originally she was supposed to have pink hair, or light blond, but this red just seemed to suit her.
Hopefully she'll be feeling at home soon!
