Character Description
Violet Baudelaire is the eldest Baudelaire, being fourteen for most of the series, and turning fifteen in the book The Grim Grotto (but turns sixteen in "The Fourteenth Chapter".) Brett Helquist's drawings suggest that she has wavy, dark brown hair. When thinking and concentrating on new inventions, she ties her hair in a ribbon, in order to keep it out of her face.
Violet is an amazing inventor, inventing various items such as: a grappling hook that gets her up Count Olaf's tower in The Bad Beginning, a lock pick that enables her to open up Count Olaf's suitcase in The Reptile Room,a signaling device in "The Wide Window", a climbing device made from ties,curtains,and old socks in "The Ersatz Elevator"a invention that frees her and her siblings from the jail in the Village of Fowl Devotees in The Vile Village, some fork-assisted climbing shoes that help her and Quigley Quagmire get up the frozen waterfall of Mount Fraught in The Slippery Slope and many more.
Violet and Quigley Quagmire have slight romantic interest of each other and they both kissed in the book 'The Slippery Slope'.
In The Grim Grotto, it is revealed that Violet's least favorite song is Row, Row, Row Your Boat. She says this is because she hates the line, "Life is but a dream".
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