Someone did suggest to me that the ladies were humping the paeches. I told them to shut the hell up! I think it's a cute shirt.



You have to realise that people here are taking the piss out of you. It just a shirt. Buy it or don't buy it.

that donatello was a fucking pig. he'd spend all day painting obejectified porkies and then come home screaming, "where's my dinner, bitch?" but in italian.



Hehe. That made my day.

yaay, hpues! represent the chinese! I'm half chinese, and this shirt is just so amazing. I bought it the other day

Unfledged, I believe that several very respectful people are still waiting for you to come back and argue your case... explain exactly why you feel this shirt is offensive, sexist, or racist.

I am also interested to know... Are you just trying to stir up some drama? Or is it that you just really, truly need to grow a pair and get over it?

fat people don't need to grow anything, summer

although it seems that the majority of threadless blog commenters are obviously thrilled and not at all offended by this shirt, i have to admit as an asian woman that i was both startled and slightly uncomfortable when i first saw this shirt because it reinforced the idea that society isn't willing to look past the stereotypes of asian women as the dragon ladies, suzy wongs and no speakee engrish comic relief.



it's interesting to see so many people's responses read, 'way to be overly sensitive'. obviously issues of racism and sexism aren't the hot topics at the forefront of their minds, like many many many other people in the world. we'd all like to believe that in 2006 (almost '07!) we've transcended those old fashioned ideas and that it doesn't exist anymore, which simply isn't true, it's just not as overtly recognizable as cross burnings, the ku klux klan and internment camps. even issues of immigration have serious roots imbedded in race regardless of what the politicians are trying to tell you.



you're definitely entitled to your own opinion, and i respect that you brought it up. and everyone else for that matter. i'm conflicted because even though naked asian women clinging to fruit just screams sex at me (and don't tell me no one noticed the similarities in the peaches and women's breasts) it really is kind of a hot shirt and i sort of do want to add it to my threadless tee collection.



peace.

summerstorm-grow a pair? gross.

i mean if ppl didnt attack her/him she wouldnt have to get all on the defensive

however i agree with some of the asian girls out there, its annoying, its a bit much, asian culture is popularized blah blah blah. it sucks cus bunch of asian girls/women are subjected to perverse comments. yuck. anywyas i bought it for my sister though, the women characters are too cute, they won me over.

hmm, for some reason i thought they were emasculated little sumo wrestlers... dang not sure how i'll feel about wearing this shirt *now*

here's a question,the chinese little fairies are kind of big, they obviously have tummies, and I mean...peaches ARE round, how do they hang on like that without having their guts in the way?

I don't get the shirt at all, honestly.

I find it interesting that the blogger who thought this was racist and sexist referred to the women as "Oriental". If you really want to be oh-so-sensitive to things - just so you know - the term "Oriental" in reference to people of Asian descent is considered more offensive than this shirt. You'll notice that the word is no longer used on government documents, newscasts, etc.



Oriental is for rugs. Asian is for people.

I also love the argument of "I have a [insert minority] friend and therefore I must not be racist and must know everything about them."

i love this shirt... cant wait for it to arrive... hehehe...

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PS, gloriana- if you turn on tv at just about any point of the day you can see various ways men are objectified. From Jerry Springer guests to Calvin Klein cologne commercials. Plus, I objectify my husband nightly when I make him kill bugs in our home with no pants on.

i showed my asian mother this shirt...she approved and thought it was cute XD

Yes, I've had the odd complaint



But on the whole I've been a saint



To those poor unfortunate souls







Now, here's the deal. I will make you a potion that will turn you into a human for three days. Got that? Three days. Now listen, this is important. Before the sun sets on the third day, you've got to get dear ol' princey to fall in love with you. That is, he's got to kiss you. Not just any kiss - the kiss of true love. If he does kiss you before the sun sets on the third day, you'll remain human, permanently, but - if he doesn't, you turn back into a mermaid, and - you belong to me.



Sebastian: No Ariel! (He is silenced by Flotsam and Jetsam.)



Ursula: Have we got a deal?



Ariel: If I become human, I'll never be with my father or sisters again.



Ursula: That's right. . . . But - you'll have your man. Life's full of tough choices, innit? Oh - and there is one more thing. We haven't discussed the subject of payment. You can't get something for nothing, you know.



Ariel: But I don't have any -



Ursula: I'm not asking much. Just a token, really, a trifle. You'll never even miss it. What I want from you is . . . your voice.



Ariel: My voice?



Ursula: You've got it, sweetcakes. No more talking, singing, zip.



Ariel: But without my voice, how can I -



Ursula: You'll have your looks! Your pretty face! And don't underestimate the importance of body language! Ha!







The men up there don't like a lot of blabber



They think a girl who gossips is a bore



Yes, on land it's much preferred



For ladies not to say a word



And after all, dear, what is idle prattle for?







Come on, they're not all that impressed with conversation



True gentlemen avoid it when they can



But they dote and swoon and fawn



On a lady who's withdrawn



It's she who holds her tongue who gets her man



Come on, you poor unfortunate soul



Go ahead!



Make your choice!



I'm a very busy woman



And I haven't got all day



It won't cost much



Just your voice!



You poor unfortunate soul



It's sad



But true



If you want to cross a bridge, my sweet



You've got to pay the toll



Take a gulp and take a breath



And go ahead and sign the scroll!



Flotsam, Jetsam, now I've gother, boys



The boss is on a roll



This poor unfortunate soul.







(Ariel signs contract.)



Paluga, sarruga, come winds of the Caspian Sea.



Now rings us glossitis and max laryngitis,



La voce to me!



Now . . . sing!



Ariel: (Sings.)



Ursula: Keep singing! (Giant magical hands rip out Ariel's voice and give it to



Ursula. She laughs as Ariel is changed into a human and rushed to the surface by Flounder and Sebastian.)



(Fade to beach. Eric and Max are walking near castle.)



Eric: (Playing flute.) That voice. I can't get it out of my head. I've looked everywhere, Max - where could she be? (On other side of rocks Ariel is washed up. Sebastian and Flounder are exausted. Ariel sees her legs and is amazed.)



Scuttle: Well, look at what the catfish dragged in! Look at ya! Look at ya! There's something different. Don't tell me - I got it. It's your hairdo, right? You've been using the dinglehopper, right? No? No huh, well let me see. New . . . seashells? No new seashells. I gotta admit I can't put my foot on it right now, but if I just stand here long enough I know that I'll -



Sebastian: SHE'S GOT LEGS, YOU IDIOT! She traded her voice to the sea witch and got legs. Jeez, man . . .



Scuttle: I knew that.



Flounder: Ariel's been turned into a human. She's gotta make the prince fall in love with her, and he's gotta ki- he's gotta kiss her. (Ariel tries to get up.)



Sebastian: And she's only got three days. Just look at her. On legs. On human legs! My nerves are shot. This is a catastrophe! What would her father say? I'll tell you what her father'd say, he'd say he's gonna kill himself a crab, that's what her father'd say! I'm gonna march meself straight home right now and tell him just like I shoulda done de minute- (Ariel grabs him.) . . . and don't you shake your head at me, young lady. Maybe there's still time. If we could get that witch to give you back your voice, you could go home with all the normal fish, and just be . . . just be . . . just be miserable for the rest of your life. All right, all right. I'll try to help you find that prince. Boy. What a soft-shell I'm turning out to be.



Scuttle: Now, Ariel, I'm tellin' ya, if you wanna be a human the first thing you gotta do is dress like one. Now lemme see.



(Cut to Eric and Max. Max smells Ariel and gets excited.)



Eric: Max? Huh . . . what, Max!



Scuttle: (Whistles.) Ya look great kid. Ya look - sensational. (They hear Max. He arrives and chases Ariel up on a rock.)



Eric: Max . . . Max - Quiet Max! What's gotten into you fella? (Sees Ariel.) Oh . . . Oh, I see. Are you O.K., miss? I'm sorry if this knucklehead scared you. He's harmless, really - . . . you . . . seem very familiar . . . to me. Have we met? We have met? I knew it! You're the one - the one I've been looking for! What's your name? (Ariel mouths "Ariel" but no words come out.) What's wrong? What is it? You can't speak? (Ariel shakes her head.) Oh. Then you couldn't be who I thought. (Ariel and Max look frustrated. She tries pantomime.) What is it? You're hurt? No, No . . . You need help. (She falls into him.) Whoa, whoa, careful - careful - easy. Gee, you must have really been through something. Don't worry, I'll help you. Come on . . . Come on, you'll be okay.



(Fade to Ariel in bath playing with bubbles.)



Carlotta: Washed up from a shipwreck. Oh, the poor thing. We'll have you feeling better in no time. [Picks up Ariel's "dress"] I'll just - I'll just get this washed for you.



(Cut to Sebastian in dress getting washed.)



Woman 1: Well you must have at least heard about this girl.



Woman 2: Well, Gretchen says . . . (Sebastian is dunked.) . . . since when has Gretchen got anything right. I mean really, this girl shows up in rags and doesn't speak-



Sebastian: Madame, please ! . . .



Woman 2: . . . not my idea of a princess. If Eric's looking for a girl, I know a couple of highly available ones right here . . . (Sebastian dives into kitchen and sees various fish cooking. He faints.)



(Cut to castle dining room.)



Grimsby: Oh, Eric, be reasonable. Nice young ladies just don't - swim around rescuing people in the middle of the ocean and then - flutter off into oblivion, like some -



Eric: I'm tellin' you, Grim, she was REAL! I'm gonna find that girl - and I'm gonna marry her.



Carlotta: Ha Ha. Come on honey. Don't be shy. (Ariel enteres in a beautiful dress.)



Grimsby: Oh, Eric, isn't she a vision?



Eric: You look - wonderful.



Grimsby: Come come come, you must be famished. Let me help you my dear. There we go - ah - quite comfy? Uh. It's - It's not ofen that we have such a lovely dinner guest, eh Eric? (Ariel starts combing hair with a fork. They look dumbfounded and she is embarrased. She sees pipe and brightens.) Uh, do you like it? It is rather - fine . . . (She blows its contents into his face. Eric laughs.)



Carlotta: Oh, my!



Eric: Ahem, so sorry Grim.



Carlotta: Why, Eric, that's the first time I've seen you smile in weeks.



Grimsby: (Wiping his face.) Oh, very amusing. Carlotta, my dear, what's for dinner?



Carlotta: Oooh, you're gonna love it. Chef's been fixing his specialty, stuffed crab.



(Cut to Sebastian watching Louis cook. He is humming to himself.)



Louis:



Les poissons



Les poissons



How I love les poissons



Love to chop



And to serve little fish



First I cut off their heads



Then I pull out the bones



Ah mais oui



Ca c'est toujours delish



Les poissons



Les poissons



Hee hee hee



Hah hah hah



With the cleaver I hack them in two



I pull out what's inside



And I serve it up fried



God, I love little fishes



Don't you?



Here's something for tempting the palate



Prepared in the classic technique



First you pound the fish flat with a mallet



Then you slash through the skin



Give the belly a slice



Then you rub some salt in



'Cause that makes it taste nice



Zut alors, I have missed one!







Sacre bleu



What is this?



How on earth could I miss



Such a sweet little succulent crab?



Quel dommage



What a loss



Here we go in the sauce



Now some flour, I think



Just a dab



Now I stuff you with bread



It don't hurt 'cause you're dead



And you're certainly lucky you are



'Cause it's gonna be hot



In my big silver pot



Toodle loo mon poisson



Au revoir!







(Sebastian hops back and Louis grabs him again.) What is this? (Sebastian pinches his nose and a battle ensues. Louis knocks over a large cabinet.)



(Cut to dining room. Huge crash is heard.)



Carlotta: I think I'd better go see what Louis is up to.



(Back to kitchen. Louis is trashing the place.)



Louis: Come out you little pipsqueak and fight like a man!



Carlotta: Louis! What are you doing?



Louis: Well - I - I was just - er, er, I'm sorry, madame.



(Cut back to dining room.)



Grimsby: You know, Eric, perhaps our young guest might enjoy seeing some of the sights of the kingdom. Something in the way of a tour?



Eric: I'm sorry, Grim, what was that?



Grimsby: You can't spend all your time moping about, you need to get out. Do something, have a life. (Grimsby lifts his plate's cover to reveal Sebastian cowering in the salad.) Get your mind off -



Eric: Easy, Grim, Easy. (Ariel lifts her own plate cover and signals for Sebastian to hide there. Sebastian rushes across while no one is looking.)



It's not a bad idea. If she's interested. Well - whaddaya say? Would you like to join me on a tour of my kingdom tomorrow?



(Ariel nods vigorously, leaning heavily on her plate's cover.)



Grimsby: Wonderful, now let's eat, before this crab wanders off my plate.



(Fade to Ariel watching Eric and Max from balcony.)



Eric: Come here boy! . . . Arrr . . . (He sees Ariel and waves. She is embarassed and goes back inside.)



Sebastian: This has got to be, without a doubt, the single most humiliating day of my life. I hope you appreciate what I go through for you, young lady. Now - we got to make a plan to get that boy to kiss you. Tomorrow, when he takes you for that ride, you gotta look your best. You gotta bat your eyes - like this. You gotta pucker up your lips - like this. (He sees she is asleep.) Hm. You are hopeless child. You know dat? Completely hopeless . . .



(Fade to undersea palace. Seahorse swims up to Triton.)



Triton: Any sign of them?



Seahorse: No, Your Majesty. We've searched everywhere. We've found no trace of your daughter - or Sebastian.



Triton: Well, keep looking. Leave no shell unturned, no coral unexplored. Let no one in this kingdom sleep until she's safe at home.



Seahorse: Yes sire. (He leaves.)



Triton: Oh, what have I done? What have I done?



(Morning at castle. Ariel and Eric leave for their tour. Ariel is amazed by everything.)



Flounder: (As they pass water.) Has he kissed her yet?



Sebastian: Not yet.



Flounder: Ohh . . . (Ariel and Eric go dancing and see the town.)



Scuttle: Yo, Flounder! Any kissing?



Flounder: No, not yet.



Scuttle: Hmm. Well they - they better get crackin'. (They leave town and Ariel drives, almost crashing. They end up rowing on a still lagoon in the evening.)



Flounder: Move over - move your big feathers. I can't see a thing.



Scuttle: Nothing is happening. . . . Only one day left, and that boy ain't puckered up once. O.K. All right, this calls for a little vocal romantic stimulation. Stand back. (He flies over and sings very badly.)



Eric: Wow. Somebody should find that poor animal and put it out of its misery.



Sebastian: Jeez, man, I'm surrounded by amateurs! You want something done, you've got to do it yourself. First, we got to create the mood. Percussion. . . . Strings. . . . Winds. . . . Words. . . .







There you see her



Sitting there across the way



She don't got a lot to say



But there's something about her



And you don't know why



But you're dying to try



You wanna kiss the girl







Eric: Did you hear something?



Sebastian:



Yes, you want her



Look at her, you know you do



Possible she wants you too



There is one way to ask her



It don't take a word



Not a single word



Go on and kiss the girl



Sha la la la la la



My oh my



Look like the boy too shy



Ain't gonna kiss the girl



Sha la la la la la



Ain't that sad?



Ain't it a shame?



Too bad, he gonna miss the girl







Eric: You know, I feel really bad not knowing your name. Heh - maybe I could guess. Is it, err, Mildred? O.K., no. How 'bout - Diana? Rachel?



Sebastian: Ariel. Her name is Ariel.



Eric: Ariel? Ariel? Well, that's kinda pretty. O.K. - Ariel. . .



Sebastian:



Now's your moment



Floating in a blue lagoon



Boy you better do it soon



No time will be better



She don't say a word



And she won't say a word



Until you kiss the girl







Sha la la la la la



Don't be scared



You got the mood prepared



Go on and kiss the girl



Sha la la la la la



Don't stop now



Don't try to hide it how



You want to kiss the girl



Sha la la la la la



Float along



And listen to the song



The song say kiss the girl



Sha la la la la



The music play



Do what the music say



You got to kiss the girl



You've got to kiss the girl



You wanna kiss the girl



You've gotta kiss the girl



Go on and kiss the girl







(The boat tips over.)



Eric: Whoa, hang on - I've gotcha. (Flotsam and Jetsam congradulate each other.)



(Cut to Ursula's cavern.)



Ursula: Nice work, boys. That was a close one. Too close. The little tramp! Oh, she's better than I thought. At this rate, he'll be kissing her by sunset for sure. Well, it's time Ursula took matters into her own tentacles! Triton's daughter will be mine - and then I'll make him writhe. I'll see him wriggle like a worm on a hook! (Laughing, she transforms into a human with Ariel's voice.)



(Fade to castle at night. Eric is playing the flute and contemplating as Grimsby approaches.)



Grimsby: Eric, if I may say, far better than any dream girl, is one of flesh and blood, one warm and caring, and right before your eyes. (He sees Ariel, sighs, and tosses away flute. He is distracted by Ursula/Vanessa singing with Ariel's voice and is placed under her spell.)



(Scuttle flying toward castle in morning.)



Scuttle: Ariel! Ariel, wake up! Wake up! I just heard the news. Congratulations, kiddo, we did it!



Sebastian: What is this idiot babbling about?



Scuttle: Right - as if you two didn't know, uh? The whole town's buzzin' about the prince gettin' himself hitched this afternoon! You know, he's getting married! You silly sidewalker! I just wanted to wish you luck. I'll catch you later, I wouldn't miss it! (Ariel brightens and runs downstairs, only to see Eric and Vanessa together.)



Grimsby: Well, uh - err, Eric. I-it appears that I was mistaken. This mystery maiden of yours does - in fact exist. And - and she is lovely. Congratulations, my dear.



Eric: We wish to be married as soon as possible.



Grimsby: Oh, yes - of course, Eric, but, er - but these things do take time, you know. . . .



Eric: This afternoon, Grimsby. The wedding ship departs at sunset.



Grimsby: Oh, oh - very well, Eric - as you wish. (Ariel runs off crying.)



(Cut to late afternoon as wedding ship starts to leave. Ariel on pier crying bitterly as Sebastian and Flounder look on.)



(Cut to Scuttle flying and humming to himself.)



Vanessa: What a lovely little bride I'll make, my dear I'll look divine



Things are working out according to my ultimate design



Soon I'll have that little mermaid and the ocean will be mine!



Scuttle: (Seeing real Ursula in mirror.) The sea witch! Oh no . . . She's-



I gotta. . . (Runs into side of ship. Flies off to find Ariel.) Ariel!



Ariel! Ariel. I was flying, I wa - of course I was flying - An' - I s- I



saw that the watch - the witch was watchin' a mirror, and she was singin'



with a stolen set o' pipes! Do you hear what I'm tellin' you? THE PRINCE



IS MARRYING THE SEA WITCH IN DISGUISE!



Sebastian: Are you sure about this?



Scuttle: Have I ever been wrong? I mean when it's important!



Flounder: What are we gonna do!? (Ariel hears Ursula's voice in her head as the



sun drops.)



Ursula: . . . Before the sun sets on the third day. . . . (Ariel jumps in water



but can't swim well. Sebastian sends down some barrels.)



Sebastian: Ariel, grab on to that. Flounder, get her to that boat as fast as



your fins can carry you!



Flounder: I'll try.



Sebastian: I've gotta get to the sea king. He must know about this.



Scuttle: What - What about me? What about ME?



Sebastian: You - find a way to STALL THAT WEDDING!



Scuttle: Stall the wedding. Wh- what am I - what - that's it! (He flies off to



rally the animals and fish.) Move it, let's go, we got an emergency here!







(Cut to wedding in progress. Max growls at Vanessa but she kicks him.)







Priest: Dearly beloved . . . (Flounder is pulling Ariel toward ship.)



Flounder: Don't worry Ariel. ugh - we - we're gonna make it. We're almost



there.



Priest: Yes, um, do you Eric, take Vanessa, to be your lawfully wedded wife,



for as long as you both shall live?



Eric: (Under spell.) I do.



Priest: Eh, and do you . . . (Birds and animals swoop in for attack, causing



great chaos.) . . . then by the power inves-



Vanessa: Get away from me you slimy little- Oh, why you little- (In the



struggle, the shell holding Ariel's voice it broken and it goes back to her.



Eric comes out of the spell as she sings.)



Eric: Ariel?



Ariel: Eric.



Eric: You - you can talk. You're the one.



Vanessa: Eric, get away from her!



Eric: It - it was you all the time.



Ariel: Oh, Eric, I - I wanted to tell you.



Vanessa: ERIC NO! (The sun sets and Ariel becomes a mermaid.)



Ursula: You're too late! You're too late! So long, loverboy.



Eric: Ariel! (Ursula and Ariel go overboard.)



Ursula: Poor little princess - it's not you I'm after. I've a much bigger fish



to -



Triton: Ursula, stop!



Ursula: Why, King Triton! Ha ha ha - How ARE you?



Triton: Let her go.



Ursula: Not a chance, Triton! She's mine now. We made a deal.



Ariel: Daddy, I'm sorry! I - I - I didn't mean to. I didn't know -



(Triton attacks the contract with a fierce blast from his trident, to no



avail.)



Ursula: You see? The contract's legal, binding and completely unbreakable -



even for YOU. Of course, I always was a girl with an eye for a bargain.



The daughter of the great sea king is a very precious commodity. But - I



might be willing to make an exchange for someone even better. . . .







(Cut to Eric rowing away from ship.)







Grimsby: Eric! What are you doing?



Eric: Grim, I lost her once. I'm not going to lose her again.







(Back to Ursula and Triton.)







Ursula: Now! Do we have a deal? (Triton signs contract.) Ha! It's done then.



(Ariel is released and Triton is withered as Ursula laughs.)



Ariel: No . . . Oh, No!



Sebastian: Oh, your majesty . . .



Ariel: Daddy? . . .



Ursula: (Picks up crown.) At last, it's mine. Ho, Ho . . .



Ariel: You - You monster!



Ursula: Don't fool with me you little brat! Contract or no- AAAAHH! (She is hit



with a harpoon thrown by Eric.) Why you little troll!



Ariel: Eric! Eric look out!



Ursula: After him! (Flotsam and Jetsam attack.)



Sebastian: Come on! . . .



Ursula: Say goodbye to your sweetheart. (Ariel makes her miss Eric and blast



Flotsam and Jetsam.) Babies! My poor, little poopsies!







(On surface as Ursula grows beneath.)







Ariel: Eric, you've got to get away from here.



Eric: No, I won't leave you.



Ursula: (Now very large.) You pitiful, insignificant, fool!



Eric: Look out!



Ursula: Now I am the ruler of all the ocean! The waves obey my every whim!



The sea and all its spoils bow to my power! (She wrecks havoc, creates a



whirlpool and raises some shipwrecks.)



Ariel: ERIC! (He gets on board one of the ships as Ariel falls to the bottom



of the whirlpool. Ursula attempts to blast her.)



Ursula: (Laughing wickedly.) So much for true love! (As Ursula is about to



finish Ariel, Eric steers the ship into her. She is impaled and dies most



horribly. Eric collapses on the shore. The trident falls back to Triton and



everything reverts to normal.)







(Fade to morning with Eric on beach and Ariel watching from a distance.



Triton and Sebastian look on.)







Triton: She really does love him, doesn't she, Sebastian?



Sebastian: Well, it's like I always say, Your Majesty. Children got to be free



to lead their own lives.



Triton: You - always say that? (sighs) Then I guess there's just one problem



left.



Sebastian: And what's that, Your Majesty?



Triton: How much I'm going to miss her. (He turns her into a human and she goes



to meet Eric. They kiss which fades into kiss on wedding day. Everyone is



happy. Sebastian is attacked by Louis. He beats Louis up and returns to the



sea.)



Sebastian: Yes, Thank you, thank you. (Ariel and Triton hug.)



Ariel: I love you Daddy.







(Big finale while "Part of Your World" music plays. Ship sails off as



Ariel and Eric kiss.)







All: Now we can walk,



Now we can run,



Now we can stay all day in the sun.



Just you and me,



And I can be,



Part of your world.



THE END

This design is beautiful. Period.

You make me cry... i did not buy but nothing is wrong with it!!!

there is no evidence of this shirt being offensive.

was that the entire script of LITTLE MERMAID?!!

I'm a plump half-Chinese woman and I find the design to be adorable. I don't take offense (but then I own that Stabby McKnife tee, so I obviously don't get upset easily), personally. For me, the tee just brings to mind the fact that heavy women have been praised as the pinnacle of beauty in many cultures around the world and that peaches are a sign of longevity in China. In Japan there's a folktale about a heroic boy born from a peach, and there are numerous Chinese legends which mention peaches. The peach also originated from China.

I do, however, think that this concerns the t-shirt design the most (copy-pasted from Wikipedia, as it is phrased very well there): "Due to its luscious taste and feeling at touch, in ancient China "peach" was also a slang word for "young bride", and it has remained in many cultures as a way to define pretty young women (as in English, with peachy or peachy keen)."

Considering all this, it all adds up to the design being a celebration of women to me, and I'm going to buy this as soon as I can afford it. ...though I don't expect any of this to change your mind.

Im asian too, and no, i dont find this offensive. Fell in love with the chubby women and bought it immediately. Soooo cute!

It makes me hungry, but it dosn't strike me as offensive.

I guess I should look out for you running at me with a burning torch when mine arrives though, yeah?

but they are so charming and cute- its not a mean spirited illustration at all. Can something be racist when its not done in a spirit of meaness.