Things I Never Envisioned Myself Owning
Yes, it’s exactly what it looks like. A fuzzy green polka-dot toilet seat cover.
Because Japan delivers a whole new level of hurt to the concept of freezing your butt off: the fact that I actually went out and bought this is a testament to the truth that no toilet seat is as cold as a toilet seat that must be faced at midnight in February, in a land where even a goodly number of godforsaken public toilets have cozy heated seats, and everyone living nearby (EVERYONE I TELL YOU EVERYONE BUT MEEEE) has one too.
When not freezing her patootie off in her own powder room, Jonelle Patrick writes novels set in Tokyo