The double doors open and we are greeted by this towering boy dressed in cylinder block sized platform shoes with rainbow colored hair and rainbow makeup on his eyes and lips and cheeks that matched.
We enter the main room and seconsory overload: colossal neon pink and green and orange and yellow plastic bunny rabbits and cupcakes and ice cream and things that look like a cross between a dessert and some mythical creature take up the entire space. While we are still gawking, we are ushered into this huge plastic tentacle cocoon that wraps around the bar. The tentacles are lit by these neon lights and I don’t even know what is going on. This place does not seem real.
I look around to the other guests and spot a table filled with girls who look like they are 12, all wearing the same kind of choir girl dresses: thick white collars, shaped like a bell. They all have similar bows in their jet black hair and their faces look exactly the same. They don’t look real. My date called them creepy — like robots.
I think my eyes were wide, jaw dropped for about 15 minutes and when I finally situated myself, the bartender walks us through the menu on their custom iPad. The food and drinks are exacly like the place: colorful, whimsical, loud.
This place has to be one of the weirdest places I have ever been in my entire life. It’s like a psychedelic Alice in Wonderland meets Clockwork Orange crossed with Charlie and the Chocolate Factory meets Murakami.
Words can not do this place justice; just go. You won’t regret it.
Kawaii Monster Cafe (opened August 1st)
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