Monday, April 18, 2011

H Is For

Head.


In this case, a styrofoam wig head sent to me by my friend Kristen, and whom I've lovingly dubbed Charlotte.


OK, that's not entirely true. I lovingly dubbed her Georgette. She stubbornly insisted that she was Charlotte.

So Charlotte she is.



I didn't argue.  She's kinda creepy, you know.

For that reason, she's not allowed in my bedroom.  At all.

Ever. 

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4 comments:

  1. Kristen4/20/2011 7:01 PM

    Ah, Georgette is the silly blonde on the Mary Tyler Moore Show. You wouldn't want to be associated with her either, would you? Now Charlotte, that's the name of a whole city!

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  2. Becky G4/20/2011 7:45 PM

    Oh, yeah, I'd forgotten about her.

    In this case, Charlotte came from National Treasures. The Secret Lies With Charlotte. I just couldn't get that phrase out of my head.

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  3. Lorri5/03/2011 12:18 AM

    Creepy is right. I think you need to knit her a hat.

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  4. Becky G5/03/2011 5:14 AM

    Oh, I've knit several hats for her! Most of them end up going to charity or soldier/sailor care packages, but she does get to wear them for a little while.

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