Little Dead . . . I Mean. . . RED . . . Riding Hood

Little Red Riding Hood . . . Seriously?

Send a little girl all alone through a creepy forest to be wolf lunch before she makes it to granny's?  That's child abuse, or neglect or something right?

Then of course, we've all seen the sexy version of Little Red Riding Hood.  Short skirt, heels . . . You know- practical forest wear.

My doodle divas aren't just glamorous.  They're very bright ladies.  Let's see what becomes of all three versions.  Little girl, sexy girl and Doodle Diva:

Little girl:

First off, she's a little girl.  She needs as much assistance against a full grown wolf as possible.  I gave her a basket full of wolf infested forest essentials.  And if all else fails, a hand gun in a hidden pocket.

She totally survives!

Sexy girl:

First off, the forest is infested with wolves, not men.  So dressing like a centerfold will only make a wolf HUNGRIER.  All that exposed flesh turned her into a half-wrapped ribeye!

I did give her a hand grenade.  There's not enough material for her to hold much else.

She's a goner.

But it's now what you think.  The wolf didn't make a meal of her.

Here's what happened:

When she turned to run, she tripped on her platform shoes and accidentally ignited the hand grenade.  She blew herself up.  A literal fashion victim.  Sigh.

Doodle Diva:

First off,  she's a diva.  So by default, not only will she survive, she'll survive with class.  And here's how she did it:

Like I said, Doodle Divas aren't just glamorous, they're very bright ladies too!  :-)