Thursday, July 3, 2008
the sanrio store
everyone who knows me knows that i love hello kitty. but seeing as i live with a boy now* and i am no longer six years old**, i try to limit my consumption of hello kitty merchandise. but i do allow myself to indulge in a little hello kitty bliss every once in a while, when i visit the sanrio store. it's more hello kitty-and-friends per square foot than anyone could have ever thought possible, and every time i go in there i instantly revert to my little-girl self, looking at every single item, touching everything, and wishing i could take all of it home with me. it's like a super-concentrated cuteness-and-happiness injection.
*i scared the crap out of alan on our first date when he saw my hello kitty bathroom (shower curtain, towels, trash can, toothbrush holder, soap dispenser, stuffed kitties)
**in actuality i did not get rid of my crazy hello kitty collection until i was almost out of college.