Just in case you’ve never checked my About Page, I am a complete Star Wars nerd. When I was a child I had a ton of Star Wars toys. Figurines. Books. I was obsessed. Never mind Barbie, I wanted the Millenium Falcon toy.
I am also very behind in this iPhone thing. That is, I was a Blackberry user for a decade until last Fall. So suddenly the personalized cell phone case issue took on a whole other level. How do the two tie in together?
Well, one day my James and I were watching How I Met Your Mother and it was an episode where Ted was looking for a sign that the girl he was dating was “the one” – which is pretty much every single episode. Then his date pulled out a cell phone that had an R2D2 case and I nearly lost my mind. Don’t make fun of me for being a bad fan and not knowing these existed. Told you, a decade of being a Blackberry user. We didn’t have this stuff. At least not for my phone model.
So James being the awesome husband that he is, ordered it for me as a surprise.
Coming in a close second are these vintage Star Wars books I found at the thrift stores last month.
Whenever I come across Star Wars memorabilia in thrift stores I often wonder if they’re donated by people like my mom, who gave away these exact books that I had as a child, plus the collectors edition of Return of the Jedi not realizing their value (yes they’re out of the package, I am talking emotional not necessarily financial). I won’t even get into how many Star Wars figurines of mine are probably hanging out in a recycling bin now melted into something else. Toy Story 3 nightmare come to life.
If you don’t believe my fanaticism, here is me as Princess Leia circa age 6 for Halloween. Homemade costume and wig.
Never mind, did you notice that kick ass tweed fabric 80’s wallpaper behind me on my parents wall? Had I known then what I know now, I’d have asked them to save a lot more than just my Star Wars stuff.