My true tale.
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Mini things are so cute! When I was a little girl there was a dry goods store I used to go into and look around.
It was a little on the “Antiquey” side with vintage signs and such. I would always browse around, but I don’t think I ever really bought anything. But I liked to linger in front of the glass that encased the “miniatures”.
The little space that held all these tiny life like items was so well lit. I would always look for a long time inside that tiny world. Staring at all the bright colored items, looking in amazement at how creatively realistic and lifelike they were.
The miniatures were expensive, I do remember that! This was late 80’s/ early 90’s, and even then I knew they were a lot. I think I asked the price of a few items but mostly you could see the tiny little price tags.
I told myself that when I was an adult I would buy myself all the miniatures I wanted. I would be an adult and could afford them.
