I’ve written previously about my delight with the store Daiso. Deepak and I made a return trip recently. You might think that after a single thorough perusal of the store — during which we left with quite a haul — we’d be done with shopping there for a good while. Done for a week, at the very least. Not so on both counts.
Not yet sold at Daiso: hearing aids.
I’ve been cavorting foolishly sans phone case, until, recently, a nice woman taking a photo of my friend and me made some comment about how fragile the phone felt. What better excuse to de-vulnerablize than this colorful cornucopia of cases?
Excuse me, not “iPhone case,” but this sleeker title. “Cone jack,” if you truly must.
♬ Hold me closer, tiny portmanteau! ♬ Would this novel carriage device soon become annoying to me? I voted yes, and sadly passed over this fun one.
You can feed yourself there, too! Deepak and I couldn’t quite agree on what expression/mood this chef was conveying.
FOUND: Cressida Bonas’ hair supply store.
These palm-sized cuties are … “lunchboxes.” My goodness, portion control!
This …
… for the awkward un-defined gap between 70 and 120 here.
Just in time for Chinese New Year (Year of the Horse)!
Some claim to find the face of Jesus in their toast. For everyone else, simply pay $1 for this bronzer cum Shroud of Turin. (Religious significance not guaranteed.)
