Before: Carpenter flanked by advisors addresses the media: "It's time. Bantam weights can't take my punch - that's a fact - we've wanted to move up for a while now but we wanted to do it the right way. Casta's made to order for me - I'll get a nice hoot off her name when I take it and I'll ease on into the scene. Beating Laetitia gives me a nice top ten debut at lightweight - it's a good opening move."

Casta unimpressed, quips at the podium, "Charisma, don't hate me because I'm beautiful. Hate me because I'm going to hurt you." Yikes - point Laetitia! Carpenter enters the fight looking strong, but soft - highest weight of her career.

Casta in green polo collar bikini top, red scoop bottoms, Carpenter in short blonde do, bandeau bikini horizontally striped in mauve, pink, blue, navy.

During R1: Carpenter wants to establish herself as the stronger girl early - she bodies up, wrestles Casta to the ropes - sloppy holding and mauling ensues. Casta unwilling to disengage - she's in there struggling, girls taking turns muscling each other into the ropes, pinning each other to turnbuckles, and occasionally stuffing punches into straining bellies amidst the holding. Final minute, Laetitia opens up the canvas and nails down the round. Casta with her right cocked at her chest, left hand at her side, lopes to the right, swings a wide right hand to Charisma's body, then steps away - Carpenter taking like a redwood. CC stepping forward, gloves at her lips, elbows in - Laetitia keeps stalking right, then sweeping in, this time pitching the right hand down and off the blonde's firm midriff. Carpenter grunting, butt shooting back slightly - she's doing nothing to discourage this potshotting. Casta stepping right, surveying, feinting, then plunging in again, draws a groan from Carpenter with a smashing wide right hand behind the elbow at the bell - Charisma looking pained, stiff as Laetitia makes big body deposits late.

R2: Laetitia working midring, nice and smooth behind a slick double jab to the tits, breezing left as Carpenter's a spectator early. CC turning, keeping her mitts up, but not getting off - Casta allowed to stride, sweep in with right hands, bounce leather off that waistline and not pay the price. Laetitia very relaxed once she has Carpenter hunched forward and hurt: French girl drops the left mitt, angles in close, stuffs right uppercuts to the jugs or face, steps easy to her right, riding her left loose around Carpenter's hip to turn her. Final minute - Charisma avoids the shutout with some supple slugging in close - Casta just laying in as CC digs a right inside Laetitia's right arm to the belly, spanks the left outside the right elbow to get at that kidney.

R3,4: Fight settling into pattern - Carpenter wants to fight flat footed, pull on one of Casta's arms, lay on her, and beat the body with both hands. Laetitia wants to potshot - stepping right, sweeping in on Carpenter's pudge with bombing right hands, then working the lanky uppercut to break her girl down - but Casta showing more tools as well. Laetitia's using a nice smokescreen jab - keeping Carpenter upright and frozen. French girl comes off the low slung right hand with the occasional suprising hook upstairs, sending a wide eyed Carpenter stomping backwards. When she doesn't want to fight, Laetitia simply wraps up with loose left hand to gently turn Charisma, or disengages entirely to take a walk. Casta making the fight, either crippling Charisma with the bashing rights to the body, or backing her up - After 4, Charisma's looking shopworn, achy on her stool.

R5: Carpenter sullen, stepping forward but uncertain. She's been outmuscled when she's bodied up, and outside, she's getting rocked by Laetitia's right hand missiles to the midsection. CC just turning, staring, waiting for the incoming - Casta striding right, confident, loading up. Laetitia pitching in around belly and hips, bringing the defense down, shaking those prize legs of Charisma's and at the end of the first minute - she changes up. Casta flinching like she's going to spank that belly, but looping over the top instead - Carpenter caught high on the temple, head pancaking hard against her shoulder - and she is OUT! CC reeling over her feet, eyes closed, mouth open, hands still stupid at her lips - Casta stabilizes with a left in the chest and extends on a monster free-shot right hand to send Carpenter comatose to her back. Oh the humanity - KO5 Laetitia Casta!

After: Post fight highlights in slow mo show over and over the devastating effects of countless graceful right hand blockbusters against Charisma's body, stuffing right uppercuts in the tits that pout Charisma's mouth open in pain - Casta from all angles, pitching it in to render CC helpless. Carpenter a long, long time on her back - Casta prancing the ring in the background with her most comprehensive win ever. Laetitia patient, poised, heavy handed, but using angles and psychology to free up the kill shot.

"Je pense, I think, that, mmm, when she, Charisma, tried to wrestle with me? And she could not? This broke her spirit. She could not box with me and I knew I wanted to try that soft gut with right hands. I see Helen Hunt, my friend, is in the audience (waves with an opening and shutting motion of her right hand), I look forward to seeing her soon!"