The only Barbie doll I bought for Greta was a Dorothy Barbie from the Wizard of Oz. This was when she was three and loved W of O in a big way. I'd been having a hard time finding a decent Wonder Woman doll for Greta, one that we could both be happy with. Greta cared about the face, I cared about the price. She finally gave in to my suggestion to make Dorothy into Wonder Woman. I know, I got the headband wrong. It should be gold with a red star, but G won't let me change it. One thing she insists I change is the tightness of her top. Its been slipping down during the most inappropriate crime fighting moments. I'm afraid I'd better fix this fast or Wonder Woman won't be taken seriously, and we can't have that.