The Tiwan Hello Kitty House
Enter through the door of the Hello Kitty K hole
Rewind…. I’m 6, maybe 7 years old. I’m playing after school at my friend’s house. We had just finished watering the tomato plants in her mom’s closet when her older sister started bragging about how great her new pencil & eraser set was. It was sooooooooo much better then the toys Millee had & of course we could absolutely NOT use it. Ugh- bitch. There was no way we could EVER let the big sister know we were jealous, but from the minute I saw those Little Twin Stars I coveted them. The shiny pink & blue pencil set was just stunning. When my friend showed me the Hello Kitty tablet she had picked out- the red daisy pattern somehow paled in comparison. But still- they were soooo cool.
Fast forward 15 years. I had entered my first K hole, bought my first pair of big pants, Kikwears I think, and had a formidable collection of sweater vests. My roommate was working at the Hallmark store at the mall. My drug addled brain wanted anything sparkly or shiny- as luck would have it- Hello Kitty was just making her resurgence. The beautiful pink cloud island stood staring me in the face as soon as I walked into the front of that store- and it was all FREE (because I shoplifted it- because my friend worked there and I could.) Anyway- that was just the beginning of round 2 of my fascination with this adorable cultish feline. I had band aids, cosmetics, stationary, pens, purses & stuffed plushes… and that was just the beginning. To this day I travel with a hot pink translucent plastic cosmetic case adorned with the Kitty Logo. And I have a toaster that burns a Hello Kitty into my bread every morning. How fabulously fitting that I know fate will having me sleeping in this Hello Kitty cottage one day- although I have to be honest, I’m not too excited about the giant furry they have working the door….It’s just not my fetish. I wonder if I could get Snoop Dogg as a replacement- fo shizzle my nizzle.
C U Next Tuesday,
Helen Harper (Swellco & Swellco 44321)