The lady complains that her children from her first marriage do not finish for the New Year, but as soon as they take the presents they run back to their heathen father. That's why this year she came up with the idea, let them celebrate the New Year at her daughter's house, and they come to her later, so that she will be the last to appear with the gifts.
The parent has to come up with everything. It is no longer enough to divorce like a man, to buy a good gift, but timing is important. The lady realized that a parent should be a top psychologist, and her new challenge is how to organize the presents under the Christmas tree. What did Santa bring, and what did the mother buy? If Santa Claus brought more expensive ones, the mother turned out to be an alum. If Grandfather turned out to be an alum, the mother undermines the imagination and innocent faith in the bearded creature.
The lady complains that it all stinks, and that next year she will take the children to the Salvation Army, let them choose scarves and dolls there with the bums. The lady lives in a house, on a high leg, if a man looked at her he would say, a classic example of victory. But when you get under her skin, you can see that she is a fragile individual who suffers because her children are turning into morons.
Fuck your gifts, and advertisements, and Barbie's accessories, the lady whispers, and I sip my coffee and listen to her with European eyes and concern about the direction in which American society is heading. We just touch on the evil spirit of social networks, the genocide against the Indians and I begin to introduce Chomsky to her, the lady has to go to work, to pay off the loan, and new gifts for her ungrateful ne'er-do-well.
Fortunately, she got married well the second time, she doesn't have to spend a lot of money, but she gets manicures in a classy hairdressing salon. On the door of the salon it says - always walk like you're wearing a crown. And she does. Around the New Year, the nails are especially taken care of, zircons and assemblages are worn, the lady doubles the norm and smiley ties on the thumbs of slightly richer ladies, those who have children from their first, second, and even third marriages. It is a tragic and complex experience of an American woman, mother, manicurist, and all that drama peaks around Christmas, which made me think and sort through the toys of the children born.
Why are figurines so small in fashion that you can't even fit them, yet they have no function? Children are clamoring for those plastic straws called Shopkins. There it is, in the very name it is said that their essence is to buy. How would one honestly translate that from English? Pazarci - it would be a good solution, if you deprive it of an oriental undertone, which is impossible, brother. Therefore, let them remain Shopkins in case someone is to blame. Be that as it may, Pazarci or Shopkins, the very name of the toy contains its teleological secret - to buy it. And then throw it away.
The second toy that I single out on this occasion is the glamorous series called LOL Surprise. A bit of rubber with a push-on head. Sometimes it changes color in ice water. But that's not the rule. Even in the name of this toy, evil creators use the word surprise. Pazarci have been one of the most sought-after toys for years, as well as these surprise dolls. When they get them, the children are very surprised. They carry them in their pockets for a while, but by the end of the week they are all eaten by the vacuum cleaner. Then there is a search for a new series, recommended by a seven-year-old influencer with an army of followers, a drooling YouTube millionaire whose parents get rich from his story, his mother kisses him.
Limited edition is a term that American children already understand very well. Limited run, that is. If your brother or sister has a limited edition and you don't, it's not good. If the children from your mother's first marriage have a limited edition and you don't, it means that she loves them more than you - kill yourself. Only the Hatchimals can save you. These are some small eggs, but without the kinder chocolate. You press the plastic with your thumb until it softens from the heat treatment. Then you break the membrane and that crap worth a handful of dollars comes out.
The point of all these new families of dolls is in the packaging, in the process of opening and rubbing. That's the interesting part. Gift openings are among the most viewed web content for children. Small buyers are honestly engrossed, they deal with those openings, surprises, lists and collector's tags, and they care less about the content, which should be kept in mind if you bribe them with gifts.
The lady showed me a doll from the used toy store. She held it tenderly as if she had given birth to it. An ordinary oversize doll, the kind that suddenly close their eyes when you lay them down. Slightly damaged in the leg and stripped of clothing, that two-dollar second-hand doll is the favorite toy of the lady's daughter from her second marriage.
Maybe it's not too late for the little one, says the lady, and expertly looks at my cuticles, as if I'm obliged to say or do something there.
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