the beach always seemed like a benign place for wednesday. somewhere that morons would go to tan their backsides and melt their brains.

such a place was beneath her! wednesday addams would sooner barricade herself inside than strip and lay on some sand.

then you asked, you and those damnable eyes…

and she caved. of course, it wasn’t an easy task, you had to make promises you’ll certainly regret, but she’s here!

hidden under an umbrella, curled up with her knees to her chest is wednesday addams. she looks thrilled.