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Cotton candies give me the happies

I remember the love for cotton candies when I was a little girl (until now I'm still little) and how it never fails to give me the happies. Everytime I see a cotton candy stall, I feel like those fluffy edible cotton on a stick is calling my name. I would then buy one only to realize that I paid so much for air and sugar. But no matter how lame it is to eat this pretentiously huge edible cotton ball, I would still feel giddy and happy inside. 

I was so happy to find this Hula punch cotton candy pint when we went grocery shopping. I liked it for the fact that the packaging is so cute and there's that happy pacific islander with her ukelele. For a second I thought it's me placed in a cotton candy container. Except that my hair is straight and I have round eyes. I enjoyed eating this even if it's all air and sugar. 
I didn't throw this container away 'coz it was way too cute to be thrown in the trash

Fluffy edible cotton

Comments

Petite Gorgeous said…
I grew up really liking cotton candies...the blue and the pink :).
J said…
Did you know that Cotton Candy was originally called "Fairy Floss"? Anyway, not a big fan of the sweet treat, but I agree with you that the container is sooo cute!
Deelixuz said…
@ Sydney: Sweet! My heart is always with the pink cotton candy. :) Thanks for dropping by my blog today. :)

@ Ate J: It's good that they changed it to cotton candy 'coz I can't imagine myself eating a fairy's floss. lol! Yeah, I bought it primarily 'coz of the container. :)

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