A sheet of eight Hello Kitty temporary tattoo designs in bright pink, blue, yellow and green, including balloons, stars and a teddy bear, shown on white.

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Hello Kitty temporary tattoo design sheet

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The sheet shows eight separate cartoon designs of Hello Kitty, some alone and some with balloons, stars, a teddy bear and a script Hello Kitty wordmark. The designs use bold black outlines with flat areas of pink, blue, yellow, green and orange, with white highlights and no shading. Each design sits on its own white square, arranged in a loose grid on a plain white background.

Hello kitty Balloon Star Bow Script lettering Cartoon character

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Mind the gunwale, you, it's wet where the children sat. Now. You'll want to hear how the white cat with the red bow came down the Ouse on the last boat of the summer, so sit close and keep your hands away from the stove.

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Her name was Pip Tallow, though nobody on the canal called her anything but the Balloon Woman. She ran the fair barge Marigold with a crate of boiled sweets, a tin whistle and a dog that would not get off the roof. Every August she tied up at Hatherleigh Lock and sold balloons, pink and blue and speckled like sugared eggs, and the children followed her along the towpath as far as the bridge, because a balloon on a string is a promise that it won't be let go.

One year a girl called Nessa came down the path with a yellow bear under her arm and no money in her pocket, so she traded the bear for the smallest bunch. Pip took it and tied the bear to the mast, where it sat watching the water like a man waiting for a train that was never coming. Nobody thought much of it until the wind turned in the night, and the balloons slipped their knots off the stern, every one of them, and went up over the poplars towards the hills.

Pip didn't shout. She climbed onto the roof beside the dog, took a pinch of stars from the tin in her apron, and threw them up into the dark one at a time. Some fell back in the wet grass. The rest stayed where they were.

Morning came grey and ordinary. Nessa found the balloons snagged in the hawthorn at the top of the lock, still tied, and the white cat with the red bow sitting among them, looking as if she had arranged the whole thing herself.