What could this be?
Sep. 27th, 2010 11:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
impyYesterday I had a plan. It was a good plan, I thought. I'll go out to N. Charleston, I'll hit the TRU and will be rewarded with absolute nothing OR it will be glorious. Monster High-wise that is. And if it is a big pile of nothing, then at least I will have the craft stores to cushion the blow.
Sadly, mother nature took one look at my plans and rained all over them. To top that off, I thought my breakfast would hold me longer than it did. About five minutes in the car and I realize "need food or will vomit" and that's never good. Had to go to two ATMs because the first was broken. Ended up with Taco Bell which is always a good thing in my book (shut it) and so the rain began in earnest.
Widget and I hit TRU while Mums went to find a gas station she could get in and out of. Widget and I admired the costumes and he tried to get me to buy him one. No-ooo, monkey. No. What about a candy pail? Noooo, monkey. But why? Because pails don't hold as much candy, they get heavier three times faster, and they break. Also, they cut into my hand when you inevitably decide you no longer wish to carry them to the promised land. We peeked at the Pokemon cards because he's been bitten by that bug. And then we looked for Monster High. Saw the Bratz and winced at the insane markup TRU is doing. (Seriously, guys? That's just wrong.) and found the MH section and it looked like a hurricane had blown through. Despair! WOE. And then Widget comes over and says, "wait, I'll find one" and he moves them around and I see...
Mixed in with all the horribly overpriced C/D sets. HALLELUJAH! Clawdeen! I snatch her up so quickly I'm surprised cardboard cuts weren't involved. Widge looks a little bit longer but no one else was hiding one. We walk back by the Barbie Basics display and I notice another one sitting there, hiding. I peek at her but I like the one I've already found, so I return her to her hiding place. I even ask for assistance but the person I got, while very nice, did not want to look for anything so instead she said, "No, I think we had more for awhile and then some kid had a party or something and..." Nice. I wait all summer and missed them. Fuck.
Still. Clawdeen! Not the one I was hoping for, but even better in some ways because I dared not even hope for DotD dolls. I'm a bit worried I'll never find a semi-reasonably priced Clawdeen, w1, but for now I accept the bright green as a gift from the dolly gods.
The rest of the trip, I'm sure, means very little especially since I lack photographs of anything. I will say that Target North had even less than *my* Target does.
Clawdeen, man.
Please excuse the plastic tabs in her head, I have misplaced the nail clippers that I use for deboxing. Check out the gel in that hair. It's solid.
Clawdeen is a little lonely because she thinks Frankie/Lagoona/Draculaura have forgotten her.
Draculaura pops by to check on rumors of a Clawdeen sighting.
I'm sure there was an ohmygod, don't do that kind of moment involved.
Why were we in black and white? You need color to truly understand the awesomeness of this ensemble!
Except, oh no! The flash, it burns!
So we return to b&w.
She's upside down. You can't tell but wait for it...
Oh, hey, Ulla D.
Notice Draculaura's hair is moving? Clawdeen's can't. It's fused with gel. It's... special.
Toodles!
I love these damn dolls. For those who didn't pay attention elsewhere, Clawdeen's hands are painted so this one is kind of always rocking the fingerless gloves.
Sadly, mother nature took one look at my plans and rained all over them. To top that off, I thought my breakfast would hold me longer than it did. About five minutes in the car and I realize "need food or will vomit" and that's never good. Had to go to two ATMs because the first was broken. Ended up with Taco Bell which is always a good thing in my book (shut it) and so the rain began in earnest.
Widget and I hit TRU while Mums went to find a gas station she could get in and out of. Widget and I admired the costumes and he tried to get me to buy him one. No-ooo, monkey. No. What about a candy pail? Noooo, monkey. But why? Because pails don't hold as much candy, they get heavier three times faster, and they break. Also, they cut into my hand when you inevitably decide you no longer wish to carry them to the promised land. We peeked at the Pokemon cards because he's been bitten by that bug. And then we looked for Monster High. Saw the Bratz and winced at the insane markup TRU is doing. (Seriously, guys? That's just wrong.) and found the MH section and it looked like a hurricane had blown through. Despair! WOE. And then Widget comes over and says, "wait, I'll find one" and he moves them around and I see...
Mixed in with all the horribly overpriced C/D sets. HALLELUJAH! Clawdeen! I snatch her up so quickly I'm surprised cardboard cuts weren't involved. Widge looks a little bit longer but no one else was hiding one. We walk back by the Barbie Basics display and I notice another one sitting there, hiding. I peek at her but I like the one I've already found, so I return her to her hiding place. I even ask for assistance but the person I got, while very nice, did not want to look for anything so instead she said, "No, I think we had more for awhile and then some kid had a party or something and..." Nice. I wait all summer and missed them. Fuck.
Still. Clawdeen! Not the one I was hoping for, but even better in some ways because I dared not even hope for DotD dolls. I'm a bit worried I'll never find a semi-reasonably priced Clawdeen, w1, but for now I accept the bright green as a gift from the dolly gods.
The rest of the trip, I'm sure, means very little especially since I lack photographs of anything. I will say that Target North had even less than *my* Target does.
Clawdeen, man.
Please excuse the plastic tabs in her head, I have misplaced the nail clippers that I use for deboxing. Check out the gel in that hair. It's solid.
Clawdeen is a little lonely because she thinks Frankie/Lagoona/Draculaura have forgotten her.
Draculaura pops by to check on rumors of a Clawdeen sighting.
I'm sure there was an ohmygod, don't do that kind of moment involved.
Why were we in black and white? You need color to truly understand the awesomeness of this ensemble!
Except, oh no! The flash, it burns!
So we return to b&w.
She's upside down. You can't tell but wait for it...
Oh, hey, Ulla D.
Notice Draculaura's hair is moving? Clawdeen's can't. It's fused with gel. It's... special.
Toodles!
I love these damn dolls. For those who didn't pay attention elsewhere, Clawdeen's hands are painted so this one is kind of always rocking the fingerless gloves.