When you are bored, when you’re drunk on someone else’s expensive Spanish wine, when you have nothing in your pocket except a random Hello Kitty thing of which its exact use is a mystery to you, then you create the Hello Kitty Monocle.
It was terribly funny when we first thought of it. Jay and I were giggling too hard and too loud at a nice fancy restuarant when I pulled it out and mimicked a British accent. (And why is it that I think only British use the monocle? It may have a lot to do with that Monopoly mascot, though the game is probably American.)
I think no one at the dinner appreciated the joke though. You’d have to know how crazy I am for Hello Kitty paraphernalia to see how ridiculous my collection has become. Case in point: I instinctively grabbed a packet of Hello Kitty pocket tissue at a checkout counter not too long ago. I really had no use for it.
We saw a fan cut in the shape of Hello Kitty’s face that day. I was a little embarrassed to ask how much it cost. But really, it could be very useful for next summer.
You just know my kids will go to therapy for this.
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