
My people has never been known to have a great sense of design or ability to restrain our desire for all things cute. Most of our life is a palette of color and composition that has been vomited by a drunk picasso, but on occasion, the art of dyslexic style has been pushed so far, it circles around to awesomeness. Look at the interior of this random car I found parked in the san gabriel valley - a leopard print dash cover, winnie the pooh cup holder, a purple furry steering wheel cover, glittery heart stickers, mickey and minnie and mickey and minnie, tiny figures dressed in the asian zodiac atop a cotton cloud diorama and tigger the tiger hugging the rear view mirror! What do you do if you're a passenger in this car. Are you mesmorized by this interior or do you automatically head in the direction of the closest sanrio store. Actually, if you notice, there is no hello kitty or its ilk in this car. This person knows what she is doing. Word.