So anyway, back to the important stuff: THE PARTY. If ever there was a theme our home was meant for, this was it. My roomie didn't want to spend a whole lot of money on decorations, and I just gave a (gentle, not mean) scoff and said "I got this." While she ran an errand, I went into my bedroom, gathered anything Japanese that I have, and when she returned to our apartment she said, "Ummm...it looks like Japan threw up in here." Easy peasy.
Adorable stationery that just had to be sewn into a banner? No problem.
Kimonos for us to wear? Done.
Japanese art for all the walls? Cakewalk
Enough toys to make a toddler's palms twitch? Cruel and yes.
Books, magazines, comics? Of course.
A Hello Kitty snuggie? Duh.
And I could go on and on. Just look:
|View when you walk in the door. There's Pedro!|
|A tanuki and some subtle Hello Kitty textile action|
|Uh huh. A painting of my favorite Pokemon card.|
|Panda-X - you are learning so much right now.|
|Rody Meets Freestyle, aka MOST AWESOME MINI PEZ EVER.|
Do you see the mini cowboy hats between their eyes?
Do you understand the amazingness you are witnessing?
Just tell me you get it, even if you don't.
|Don't even think about stealing these. I will end you.|
|Add gelatin to a butterbeer recipe and|
you've got some very weird yet delicious Harry Potter Mochi
|Even Vader likes it!|
|Meow Meow Anime Princess, Risa, Lip My Stockings, and Pikachu|
|No detail overlooked|
|Meow Meow and her nerd|
|And we even encompassed other parts of Asia. How very all-inclusive!!|
|Saying our final goodbyes.|
|Meow Meow can't get it done.|
|This does not look safe.|
|Pedro holding strong.|
|Pedro is NOT MESSING AROUND!|
|But it always ends the same: Picking over Pedro's guts.|
P.S. I have awesome friends.