There was a lot of cute stuff in Taiwan. Crazy amounts. Everywhere. If I came across huge statues of happily frolicking lilac rabbits with shiny manga eyes in a city center in the Netherlands, I’d think it was some sort of modern art statement. In Taipei it seemed they were there just to be cute.
One friend said the cute was overwhelming, and that he welcomed the presence of giant spiders and poisonous snakes as a counterbalance. Given my ultimate fear of spiders and liking of notebooks decorated by inspiring nonsense messages, I wouldn’t go quite that far. Another friend, who actually loved the cute, once surprised me by unleashing her pent up emotions: