Still unnamed. And un-wigged. Inside the shipping box was this really great carrier.
I will need to launder the pink floofy outfit. There are stains on the white shift that goes under the pink overdress. But Fourthborn's dental bill will get credited for an agreed amount, so everybody wins.
And the doll will probably get a minor boob job (via sandpaper) in the near future. It's just not that cold in this house.
Tomorrow, after the humans have all rested, we will look through another box of Middlest's wigs to see if there's a temporary fix. And I will start researching wigs online. And figuring out what virtue this girl embodies. She has the happiest mouth I've ever seen in a BJD.