I was advertised on-line as being all the qualities found in a fifth-floor piece of merchandise, but in reality I am a cheap third-world knock-off made with lead paint by children working 16 hour days. I look really good from a distance but close inspection reveals my many flaws. I worked fine for a short period, but now the shame of that purchase has sunk in and i just get left at home so that she is spared the humiliation of everyone bearing wittness to her prowess as a consumer.