Virginia and Mr. Woolf (Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? Get it?) are heading not to Grandma's house, nor over the river and through the woods, but in fact to Plastic Paradise where I just listed a ton of stuff for sale in "sundries."
And a proper wolf sneer and snarl at Mattel: when I got the Barbie Little Red Riding Hood I discovered that, just like the Alice Queen of Hearts, the dress was sewn right on her body. There were no snaps, buttons, elastic or other closures, no easy way to remove it.
This is the original body suit/peasant blouse, black velour corset, picnic basket and of course, wolf. I switched skirts, socks and shoes. The Barbie tartan plaid taffeta skirt sort of fit, but then again, it sort of didn't, so it's off to the PP sale, too.