name, crest, blah: constitutes a flogging. childhood: Mimi, an only child, had a very
sheltered and spoiled upbringing. Like so many other misguided parents, her father
and manically-chipper mother attempted to "buy off" their daughter's
temper tantrums by supplying her with toys, and later, clothes. Naturally, you'd
not find this daddy's-little-princess doing anything strenuous or outdoors. However,
the year she turned eleven, her parents, who'd been advised by a counselor to
devote their time to putting the spark back into their marriage, ignored her protests
and shipped her off to summer camp. Thankfully, Mimi came back a little wiser
for the wear, and had dropped the whining complainy-bird act. By thirteen, she'd
blossomed into a budding supervixen; but unfortunately Toei had shipped her off
to foreign shores, for which I will never forgive them. Bastards. special skills: locating a sale from several
miles away, changing hairstyles at close to the speed of light, pulling off the
art of wearing oversized headgear, belting out love ballads, and wearing as much
pink as humanly possible. admirers: Joe Kido (whose affections she most
likely spurned), Yolei Inoue (who either wants to be her sister or is in love
with her, I'm not sure which), the entire Gekomon tribe, a bunch of horny losery
Numemon, and an American Digidestined named Michael, a Matt-wannabe with a really
bad perm. Quite possibly, she was never even noticed by Matt. In 01, I doubt he
cared a whit about girls, and in 02, was never given the chance (TOEI! YOU SUCK!)
since she was thousands of miles away. Which left Sailor Frump™ to fling
herself at His Yamaness. Baaaad move. digs: Sometime in the void between 01 and
02, was uprooted from the Tachikawas' quaint little Odaiba home (complete with
a personalized sign over the front door) and dumped in New York City for no apparent
reason. Mimi seemed fairly optimistic about the move, however, as it put her closer
to the core of the fashion world which she hoped someday to rock. Oh, if only... Digimon: Palmon, a raspy-voiced but ultimately
cute little plant-being, who methinks would look really cool gijinka'd. Has one
freakish digi-volution in Togemon, but Lillymon and Rosemon kick ass. (And why
is it we never saw Rosemon in the show? BASTARDS!) Mimi's future: Is a cooking show host. A far
(and domestic) cry from the fashion world, the logic behind which I can't quite
figure out. Look, Toei, there's nothing wrong with getting women out of
the kitchen once in a while. I wonder if she makes that odd fried-rice-with-strawberries
concoction her mother is so fond of? On the plus side, she looks great; she's
easily the most attractive of the chick Digidestined. (Too bad you can't say the
same about Matt with the guys. When Davis is the best-looking guy of the bunch,
something is very wrong.) And she has a really cute kid, too, though the dad's
identity is a mystery. (It's probably Michael, though. Nerk nerk nerk.) Mimi's future (as I wrote it): Went to seek
her fortune in L.A., but initially had difficulty in getting the suits to listen
to her demo. Luckily, she soon shacked up with a Svengali-ish überproducer
who not only produced her slick debut album, but became bent on making her the
Next Big Pop Tart. Received a marriage proposal from the Puppetmanager, which
she initially accepted; then had a revelation, fled their mansion and went on
a three-day bender during which she got drunk, tattooed, and pink-haired again,
giving the tabloids a field day. Quite happy now cutting and producing her own
album, though currently without a label.
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