|Only Kenzo, the skinny Ken with the man-bun, has any idea what's going on here.|
The plan was to give the stove an induction cooktop. It went badly, so Kenzo's pride here is premature and misplaced.
So back in May, I spent two weeks in California with my parents, while my (rental) bathroom was being rehabbed (shower was installed wrong, years before I moved in), and I squandered a good bit of my birthday money at the Toys R Us going-out-of-business sale and at other stores that also had cheap Fashionistas.
The raiding and hoarding started with the Curvy on the far left, now named Victoria. She was on sale at TRU. It clearly did not stop there.
|If you were only going to buy one, why are there five here?|
The plan then mutated into one of each body type. Okay, fine. You are now looking at Harper (Tall), Charlotte (Petite), Adele (the very dark gal with burgundy hair), and Isla (dark with white hair). They are still working out their roles in the gang, though Adele has a lock on being the tech wizard and Victoria is the sexy one.
So I swore I wasn't interested in Kens, nosiree, no Kens for me. Well, maybe one little Ken, if a TRU had the Skinny Ken with the man-bun. We went to every TRU in northern California and I finally scored one. That's Kenzo.
|It's all about the man-bun.|
These were not my only TRU and Walmart finds because why stop with nine Fashionistas if it's possible to completely fill one's luggage with the weird, cheap, and unusual. In upcoming posts (haha, will there be upcoming posts, or is this a dead blog?), you'll see a TRU clone and what is officially the Worst Fakie Ever (found in San Francisco).
Meanwhile, I got the urge to clean up and work on Meow Manor, which is one of those projects that ought to be simple but there keeps being one more thing and another more thing. I should have started with the upstairs and laid flooring, but here we are.