My name is "Baby Jane" Hudson. I was a former vaudeville child star back in the 1910's.
I live in a mansion in Los Angeles with my paralyzed, invalid, annoying, pain-in-the-ass sister Blanche. Let me make this clear - the house is MINE. My daddy bought it for ME, but Blanche claims it's her house. HA - what a crock! She could consider herself lucky that ANYONE would allow her to live in THEIR house. Much less feed her and cater to her every whim. She's an ungrateful, unworthy bitch. Anyways, Blanche was an "actress" back in the day, but personally, I think that her acting was very overrated. Her films were nothing to write home about, let's put it that way. I think that Blanche became a star by doing "favors" for various studio execs, if you get my drift...
Me however: I was a BIG star when I was just a little girl. I sang and danced and everyone loved me! I had the best clothes of any girl, and all the attention anyone could ever want. And can you believe, that there was even a Baby Jane Hudson DOLL? I still have one, along with all of my other keepsakes from my career.
Things are different now, though. Blanche has always been jealous of me, and she's always had it out for me. She turned people against me and tried to steal the spotlight. It's OK though. She'll get hers.......
