Tuesday, June 15, 2010

My Monkey

I love monkeys, hence my love for Paul Frank. Yes I do, right from the first day of its retail launch many years ago. I've chanced upon a huge knitted sock monkey at a barn yard store at West End some time ago, and fell in love with it at first sight. So much wanted to bring it home, and thought that a USD100 would be a reasonable tag for possession. My enthusiast was dampened when the shop owner told me that it wasn't for sale as it was an exhibit piece of craft from her student. I knew this was a rare piece. It's been uneasy to even come across a traditional sock monkey in decent craftsmanship, lest an immaculately knitted one. I swear I'll do anything to trade for one, if there's a replicate. Then, in the next weeks at a bookstore, I gotten a plush monkey to fill up this misery of unfulfilled wish. Albeit the size, it was soft and cute. For the time being, I'm happy. By the way, on a level of personal privacy, I have Paul Frank for my pajamas and undies.....la-la-la.

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