Hello, fellow toy lovers and collectors! 🧸🎲
Today, I’m taking you on a super exclusive (and slightly embarrassing) tour of my toy room. Yes, you read that right. I have a toy room. No, I’m not five years old, and yes, I am well aware that my toys probably outnumber the books in my house by a solid 2:1 ratio. But hey, who says you can’t live your best life surrounded by colorful plastic and fuzzy little creatures?
So buckle up, because this is going to be a wild ride filled with nostalgia, weird toys, and questionable life choices. Let’s get started!
1. The Shelf of Forgotten Action Figures: A Marvelous Disaster
First up, we have the “Shelf of Forgotten Action Figures.” Now, this isn’t just any shelf. This is a shelf that holds an entire army of action figures—most of them with missing limbs or inexplicably bent legs (thanks to my high-energy playing as a child). It’s a true testament to my ability to lose pieces, especially when I was in the middle of an intense intergalactic battle between my favorite superhero and some random villain I made up on the spot.
There’s Spider-Man (with one arm), Captain America (whose shield I’ve never found), and a few other obscure characters whose names I’ve completely forgotten. They all live here together, awkwardly leaning against each other like they’re just happy to be somewhere—even if it’s on a dusty shelf, forgotten and unloved.
2. The Plushie Corner: Fuzzy Overload
Ah, the Plushie Corner. This corner is a dedicated space for all my stuffed animals, and let me tell you, it’s a situation. I’ve got bears, bunnies, cats, and some things I’m pretty sure are supposed to be mythical creatures (but I couldn’t tell you which ones). They all live harmoniously together in a giant heap, like one massive, soft cuddle puddle that I occasionally bury myself in when I need a break from adulting.
My personal favorite? A giant pink unicorn named “Sparkles” who, for reasons I can’t quite explain, has been with me since my 8th birthday. Sparkles is like a giant, pastel therapy animal, and if you ever need a snuggle, she’s there for you.
3. The Toy Train Set: It’s Not Just for Kids… Right?
Now, let’s talk about the toy train set. Yes, I’m still obsessed with trains. It’s been years, but somehow I just can’t let go of my miniature railway kingdom. This isn’t a simple, small set. Oh no, this is an elaborate track system that spans across a large section of my floor, complete with tiny trees, tiny stations, and tiny trains that I can’t stop pretending are doing something really important.
Every now and then, I give it a little test run, and I honestly believe this could be my side hustle if the whole “blogging thing” doesn’t work out. I mean, can you imagine? A toy train conductor—that’s a career path.
4. The Dollhouse of Dreams (That I Still Play With)
Moving on to a part of my toy room that I’m absolutely not ashamed of: The Dollhouse of Dreams. It’s a beautiful, multi-story mansion with the tiniest furniture you’ve ever seen, and I’m not even going to pretend I haven’t rearranged the living room for fun—just last week.
You might be wondering, “Don’t you think you’re a little old for dollhouses?” and to that I say: “Absolutely not.” This dollhouse is a masterpiece, and I will not be judged. I’m not just moving dolls around—I’m creating stories. I’m envisioning elaborate dinner parties, dramatic arguments over the tiniest of issues (because apparently, my dolls are very dramatic), and even the occasional dollhouse wedding.
Who says adults can’t indulge in their childhood dreams of being the best pretend interior designer on the block?
5. The Lego City: No Explanation Needed
Next, we have the Lego City. Now, this one’s a little more structured (and by “structured,” I mean, it took up three full weekends to build). It’s got everything: skyscrapers, tiny people who definitely have more of a life than I do, and an entire transportation system—because what kind of city would it be without a fully functioning bus line?
I won’t lie, sometimes I just sit there staring at the Lego city in awe, marveling at my ability to almost make the cars drive on the road correctly. Every now and then, I play out scenes like “The Great Lego Traffic Jam” or “The Lego Superhero Rescue Mission” just to spice things up. Honestly, Lego people are living a more exciting life than I am, and they don’t even need to leave the toy room.
6. The Miscellaneous Shelf: The Land of Forgotten Ideas
And then, of course, we have the “Miscellaneous Shelf,” where every toy that didn’t quite fit into the other categories ended up. This shelf is a graveyard of half-finished puzzles, random figurines, and inexplicably large plastic things that I swear I bought at 2 a.m. online. It’s a true mess, but it’s also where some of my best ideas come from. Like that time I tried to turn a broken toy car into a “mobile storage unit” (which quickly became a disaster).
But hey, it’s my mess. And as Marie Kondo says, “Does it spark joy?” Well, the plastic dragon I found in a cereal box certainly does—so it’s staying.
The Final Verdict:
So there you have it, folks—my ridiculously awesome (and totally adult) toy room! It’s a space where nostalgia, creativity, and a hint of childish chaos live in harmony. Yes, I might be an adult surrounded by toys, but honestly? It’s the best thing ever.
If you haven’t already figured it out: I am a proud toy collector, and I’ll never apologize for it. Whether it’s the action figures, the plushies, or my beloved Lego city, this toy room will always be a sanctuary where imagination knows no age.
So, if you’re ever in need of a mini escape from adult responsibilities, just come on over and join me for a train ride or a dollhouse tea party. You won’t regret it.
Thanks for joining me on this whimsical tour of my toy room, and stay tuned for more fun, laughter, and questionable life choices here at Learn with Pari!
