Ah, toy photography. How you’ve changed my life. My wallet is empty, but my heart is full tho. I was talking about toys yesterday–because when am I not, when I realized that it’s been two years since I first started collecting toys. Nendoroids, Figmas, Revoltechs, Legos, etc, etc, etc.
Honestly, I think it was my seatmate’s fault back at my old job. It had been a start-up animation company, and we were fixing the office. I didn’t know where to sit, but I sure as heck did not want to sit facing a blank wall.
And then I saw our chief animator, set up his little corner. I’ll save you the long description, and just tell you now–he was buried behind a wall of toys.
He told me something I’d never forget– “You’re gonna go broke if you start collecting toys.” I swore to myself I never would, and went on about my days with a pocketful of cash. One morning, I woke up, and I wanted a Nendoroid. It was a simple one, and I figured I’d just wanted one. It was that or a hamster, and my new place didn’t allow pets, so I got a bootleg Nendoroid from Comic Alley.
And then I never stopped getting toys.
Looking back, I thought I just got ‘infected’ by my seatmate’s love for toys. Recently, I’ve wanted dolls, and I came across Blythes. I suddenly remembered that I had wanted a Blythe back when I was nineteen and a penniless student. I guess I wasn’t ‘just infected’ by my seatmate’s love for toys, though that was one of the biggest factors.
I’d like to think that I didn’t choose the toy collecting life–the toy collecting life chose me. Hahahahaha. Corny, yes, I know. But I feel good, believing that I am a true blue toy collector at heart. 🙂 Here’s a little look into the past–semi chronologically. 🙂
- New job reward for myself! It was honestly a huge step for me. I’ve just began to adult, and I relied heavily on my parents’ advice–but they didn’t know that. 🙂 The job turned out to be horrible, but I learned SO MUCH. Also, got into Figmas.
- Believe it or not, these photos were taken after I was dumped. :))) It was weird, honestly. My ex was into toys, but after he dumped me, I didn’t want to touch my toys for a while. And then I picked them up again after awhile and never let go. 🙂 Toys before boys. Hahahaha.
- My last day in my first apartment. A ton of mean roommates, a ton of weird nights and days, but I paid my bills on time and survived. I still have my keys as a keepsake of that time. I had to move out alone because I had just been dumped as aforementioned, and I took three cab trips. On my last trip, I brought Lupin and the motorcyle along. I was shooting at the McDonalds when a guy came up to me and said hi. Cute. But I wasn’t ready to move on yet. The only guy I wanted to spend time with was this bad boy and the master thief that rides him. 🙂
- I met someone new. No, I’m pretty sure I met THE ONE for me already. He’d carry my toys around while I did my shoots, which is no small feat– I bring about four bags for shoots. :))
- 2015–Put a little effort in my toy photography. Props, DIYs and whatnots. 🙂 Toys were also present in romantic times of my life.
- Friends. Not many people know, but I’m a horrible friend. Grew up spending a lot of time to myself, so the concept of hanging out and y’know, all those things friends do was a little foreign to me. Toy photography really help me meet lovely new people.
Anyway, the rest is a blur, but I guess no matter what happens to me, toys will always be in my life. 🙂