Once, there was a girl. (Yes, it was me, obviously.) This girl loved Hello Kitty. She loved going to the Sanrio store and browsing all the shelves of tiny packaged little erasers and notepads and stickers and pencil boxes and gum and everything that was cute and pink in the world. But damn, that Hello Kitty shit was expensive. This girl did not get very much of it. So one day, this girl was having a birthday party. And in this girl's class was another little girl who was kind of mean and unpleasant. BUT this rather unpleasant girl always brought really nice Hello Kitty gifts to birthday parties. So in a moment of weakness, this girl invited the mean girl to her birthday party, just to get a nice Hello Kitty gift. And when this girl opened her gift from the mean girl, there was a box of crayons and a notepad and a small plastic garbage can inside. That were not Hello Kitty.
The moral of the story? Kids are assholes. Also, always buy your kids what they want or they will turn into 34 year old women with Hello Kitty kitchens.
The Hello Kitty kitchen started out with an innocent toaster. My mom bought it for me years ago. Then things just slowly started spiraling out of control. Finally I figured what the hell- this is a Hello Kitty kitchen.
This mug is one of the few HK things I've purchased for myself. My mom has bought most of it.
Trying to make up for my horribly deprived childhood, I suppose.
These are the HK appliances I use regularly- toaster, popcorn popper, waffle maker,
toaster oven and rice cooker.
I dug these out of storage- cotton candy maker, mixer and another popcorn popper.
The sandwich maker is missing in action.
(Oh and I had the cute HK microwave from Target but it didn't work.)
That's a cereal dispenser filled with cat food. It crunched up all the cereal when it dispensed it.
Bubble gum machine is up on top.
Tracy of Bleu Mama Designs made me this adorable fan, featuring my favorite colors. All of the kitty heads are hand painted! She really makes lovely stuff. This is hanging above my back door- way out of reach of the Spawn.
And that's it! My Hello Kitty kitchen. Yes, I may have problems. But at least it's easy to
buy me a Christmas gift.