tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12056338593950595262024-03-21T06:17:55.945-07:00ShibuHara GlitterEveryday Fashion Adventures from a moon bunny queen...~Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.comBlogger133125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-5826357775396715612023-07-03T19:44:00.002-07:002023-07-03T19:44:10.560-07:00Ma*rs 20th Anniversary Collection : Ma*rs in Wonderland Autumn/Winter 2010 featuring Eriko Tachiya<p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> This is a super special edition of Ma*rs' Autumn/Winter Collection because 2010 marked the brand's 20th anniversary. The model featured is Eriko Tachiya but we see hints of other past models and shop staff that represented Ma*rs way back in the day as well! As always, if you repost please do credit as I do spend my own money to buy and provide these scans for online preservation. 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It was pretty bent when I got it, so I definitely had to doctor and color-correct it a bit. If reposted please do credit me. Media like this is purchased with my own money and scanning is a labor of love. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLwnSYF6oZ2y2_KezBJfYC7PpxVLaSYZUxiMhPONGJkmpKrDmToroUE9EsDYCKTfmlMQBhLoZPO4zxvYm1l1gWEHtDE4GJO8IcAx0sHNqVxoGq6F9q1opdbauimj2aEkyDPiaLEYRxgEcC_MZhep7Yxo7w6ekx2gs6soYnO9bd3YjidvAE7KVRbjma89f4/s4096/356812315_238055942360255_1070169280354837702_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3072" data-original-width="4096" height="441" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLwnSYF6oZ2y2_KezBJfYC7PpxVLaSYZUxiMhPONGJkmpKrDmToroUE9EsDYCKTfmlMQBhLoZPO4zxvYm1l1gWEHtDE4GJO8IcAx0sHNqVxoGq6F9q1opdbauimj2aEkyDPiaLEYRxgEcC_MZhep7Yxo7w6ekx2gs6soYnO9bd3YjidvAE7KVRbjma89f4/w587-h441/356812315_238055942360255_1070169280354837702_n.jpg" width="587" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuoI4L3NGZc5TpxlUJ9koRRDVY4S8wZrNw7bHapVt3siZo_qicDqcNI5Uy9jN1anpbOw7JkWiqtuI1DnnZIHNGe0psAMKlQn5JOp7RyUc6g7ddFazlIL9G16RCwUhaGDOuorfr6b2wiWJ85M2UPHxcKErpa76DB9OOihVSJa1GeYHf2fAda3ErZinP4pCd/s4096/356800504_1042066970117027_7177319770577560199_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3072" data-original-width="4096" height="435" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuoI4L3NGZc5TpxlUJ9koRRDVY4S8wZrNw7bHapVt3siZo_qicDqcNI5Uy9jN1anpbOw7JkWiqtuI1DnnZIHNGe0psAMKlQn5JOp7RyUc6g7ddFazlIL9G16RCwUhaGDOuorfr6b2wiWJ85M2UPHxcKErpa76DB9OOihVSJa1GeYHf2fAda3ErZinP4pCd/w580-h435/356800504_1042066970117027_7177319770577560199_n.jpg" width="580" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcsxsDKJyOlhMFWwYMEhi-F5mrfjCndZkmIDnLz4eAMZ9LUV5ZIDCnUnYIGUy2Rl9HzbvCx5r8-10GhX7XrwqW4sRWixIMq9wK5k996BaCaWzhP9pAVvHWRLQs0BU4doR1eveDF-k4u8xqRUeBGQRYgwnVt9L3ynuePXNhH7UzdkqinFxt99pm6NC9EJb0/s4096/355969818_1672838149826604_4328981495616328257_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3072" data-original-width="4096" height="440" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcsxsDKJyOlhMFWwYMEhi-F5mrfjCndZkmIDnLz4eAMZ9LUV5ZIDCnUnYIGUy2Rl9HzbvCx5r8-10GhX7XrwqW4sRWixIMq9wK5k996BaCaWzhP9pAVvHWRLQs0BU4doR1eveDF-k4u8xqRUeBGQRYgwnVt9L3ynuePXNhH7UzdkqinFxt99pm6NC9EJb0/w587-h440/355969818_1672838149826604_4328981495616328257_n.jpg" width="587" /></a></div></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-5249193251302082362023-07-03T04:19:00.010-07:002023-07-03T04:29:55.075-07:00Tsubasa Blog Book: Translations (Part 1)<p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVG1PCrC2RsEO_-uMAYPWno8eU_4sImGTBbnQiEImE88Yo6xLH3Nm42SM0kohIRgiTHlkLCanbLuE38TSrjz683PWQxEc7oCTpcre1-yqfX6U5SsOnxJXDrbqI3zcm7_07eMfOff4vBd4qiq7EzcT-gGAFwCm3Gsc7Apcm377EN6_zkBlSHgAIvN2rfJDb/s1678/355800541_232915696254001_7811093615586623124_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1678" data-original-width="1198" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVG1PCrC2RsEO_-uMAYPWno8eU_4sImGTBbnQiEImE88Yo6xLH3Nm42SM0kohIRgiTHlkLCanbLuE38TSrjz683PWQxEc7oCTpcre1-yqfX6U5SsOnxJXDrbqI3zcm7_07eMfOff4vBd4qiq7EzcT-gGAFwCm3Gsc7Apcm377EN6_zkBlSHgAIvN2rfJDb/w143-h200/355800541_232915696254001_7811093615586623124_n.jpg" width="143" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />Hello everyone! I decided to upload the first set of scans and rough translations I did of the Tsubasa Blog book that came out around 2007/2008. I frequently upload entries onto Instagram but I thought this would be a good place to archive this content for reference just in case you don't feel like scrolling through my Instagram to find the posts again. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">If you repost, please do credit me. I know my translations are shoddy but this IS a labor of love and stealing without crediting my efforts would really be shitty. :( Anyway, please enjoy taking a look at the inside world of gyaru fashion during a peak Popteen-era in 2007~ </span></p><span><a name='more'></a></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbR3hUtpG1x_UzDZ_goB3Q5YLKyUTTsmIaUdZge7ESLutMjBmS1x6sTFN9DBSp597vx0XcrWSVQqrr-KV-ZhcS2iE5tjMQivEXPI-gx63ZBEIpixnvnGAQPqa3XUy8bfE8BUHwNU2rfqEVmTrqLjVY2jB12ApL0xeZT-ev7R53G8-ctQfm1lbjaxfF16IG/s1678/355800541_232915696254001_7811093615586623124_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1678" data-original-width="1198" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbR3hUtpG1x_UzDZ_goB3Q5YLKyUTTsmIaUdZge7ESLutMjBmS1x6sTFN9DBSp597vx0XcrWSVQqrr-KV-ZhcS2iE5tjMQivEXPI-gx63ZBEIpixnvnGAQPqa3XUy8bfE8BUHwNU2rfqEVmTrqLjVY2jB12ApL0xeZT-ev7R53G8-ctQfm1lbjaxfF16IG/w457-h640/355800541_232915696254001_7811093615586623124_n.jpg" width="457" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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However, you repost, please do credit me!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-85144909001195754962022-12-12T23:47:00.005-08:002022-12-12T23:50:12.460-08:00Things~ <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /> I’ve never tried mobile blogging here before. But let’s see how it goes! Lately all I’ve been doing is working rather than gal activities. Sometimes I feel like it’s why I don’t update here! My life hasn’t been too interesting and I’ve just been hella tired. </span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjixdPkj3tnJhbJZoPJn0Rb4M_np7EDeH3nf8sSXbCpd4VYi8bIfrITNGF9OQkoxX4wpvqlUTwxWbvZAYmcEwa_aSgeEXVYS8zbBuTOZXuGAHOUupcRYtsLJ-OJkK51cP_hZDH3HGeehUjRoMMJuO2oHJ79WaoF5q3mq_W7WkRrubu49Zp8uvwp79Oslg/s147/shopping2.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="147" data-original-width="147" height="147" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjixdPkj3tnJhbJZoPJn0Rb4M_np7EDeH3nf8sSXbCpd4VYi8bIfrITNGF9OQkoxX4wpvqlUTwxWbvZAYmcEwa_aSgeEXVYS8zbBuTOZXuGAHOUupcRYtsLJ-OJkK51cP_hZDH3HGeehUjRoMMJuO2oHJ79WaoF5q3mq_W7WkRrubu49Zp8uvwp79Oslg/s1600/shopping2.gif" width="147" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />Just grinding before the holidays. Buying Christmas presents. I think I’m almost finished buying everything! Which is relief. Now I just have to worry about finishing up my coworkers gifts! </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Speaking of shopping, I bought some nice things while there was a sale at Victoria’s Secret. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">My current boom are the body mists! They all smell so freaking divine. I bought the entire Luxe line with the staple fragrances for the holidays. I also added Ruby Rose and Strawberries and Champagne. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoarBMnezIPsIhRbRyPLr66igDPFURaGAtGmorh75z5HoyIuWAMhPNlASDvvKpiHJdI3VSDIUZnBhw8J7VeZwpQTtbBD9AVCw-6W_P001ZjJ6ZvRHpoHgM7y818gezniMvsl4kAIKGyYWhhETZYrLEkS8S61vZ-CmAB1nSlAKo94DRRrjXpeWBMttQjA/s3894/02A2D369-9F35-4AAB-BFAD-E45BC9F357BB.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3019" data-original-width="3894" height="248" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoarBMnezIPsIhRbRyPLr66igDPFURaGAtGmorh75z5HoyIuWAMhPNlASDvvKpiHJdI3VSDIUZnBhw8J7VeZwpQTtbBD9AVCw-6W_P001ZjJ6ZvRHpoHgM7y818gezniMvsl4kAIKGyYWhhETZYrLEkS8S61vZ-CmAB1nSlAKo94DRRrjXpeWBMttQjA/s320/02A2D369-9F35-4AAB-BFAD-E45BC9F357BB.jpeg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I can confidently say that Strawberries and Champagne is my favorite! I can’t get enough of that one. It just so girly and nice. I feel like it would pay super well with Agejo or Hime. Bare Vanilla would totally be a himekaji scent. Pure Seduction and Ruby Rose works for Tsuyome maybe. Love Spell and Velvet Petals might be universal. 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I really miss dressing up. I’m just so busy working overtime and am just tired AF when I get free time. I really miss socializing and going out with friends. I haven’t done anything fun since August… Ugh… It’s just been constantly work and home…housework… blogging/translating for fun but I’m definitely feeling a bit burnt out. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I’m looking forward to the holidays. I get a week break and am hoping I can squeeze some fun times and dressing up in maybe… </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I recently saw an old pic of my younger self and miss my old hair/old style kinda. Maybe I’ll try to channel more of that whenever I get the chance… </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-xCbOZnpXJtr6DkzDf4paQrNID40TRcGGqb7QPnOnuGpNeHKTPX0XTxHO2gOSoFGPFlulFt_ViUj1w3p3cEV00wox01E0gJuR36WsS1fNYaCnuQZk7pHwp3OgMuWNSdErLB7LoqPaCKKHEf7sln5wVuigRucHHo04btKdPLS7Uod44YyaG1R24EaQag/s480/Darla_Signature.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="480" height="164" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-xCbOZnpXJtr6DkzDf4paQrNID40TRcGGqb7QPnOnuGpNeHKTPX0XTxHO2gOSoFGPFlulFt_ViUj1w3p3cEV00wox01E0gJuR36WsS1fNYaCnuQZk7pHwp3OgMuWNSdErLB7LoqPaCKKHEf7sln5wVuigRucHHo04btKdPLS7Uod44YyaG1R24EaQag/s320/Darla_Signature.gif" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><br /></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-13179482094833009152022-12-10T15:53:00.003-08:002022-12-10T15:59:48.913-08:00My Thoughts on the Tsubasaism Autobiography + Other Thoughts <p> <span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">I hope that you guys enjoyed the Tsubasaism autobiography! It was such an interesting thing to read and translate. I think Tsubasa Masuwaka is such a freaking icon. She truly did change the gyaru game when she was active in the scene. I was really shocked that someone of her status endured so much fucking hate and bullying pre and post-modeling. It really goes to show that you can equally have as many people who love you as much as you have people who really do hate you for whatever reason. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh060QAEPRmGI54dvuMNXAHpUc-x8ADHFAZR7Y82eqpeJ0rtAh-kGDfIO3o9KeQraCDbuwJjloDJ7nBg62qzQtlDTqBrcRYr2fa0YG_3UAl-iix4qzGYo7TqP7dGQsXBtKMpB8CD2STefZD_PWy89kkcrPfWjFRDgmFZtc70YO3ZMp-q0-P9SE-N8Jrww/s195/tumblr_inline_mj9n9lj8GY1qz4rgp.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="195" data-original-width="150" height="195" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh060QAEPRmGI54dvuMNXAHpUc-x8ADHFAZR7Y82eqpeJ0rtAh-kGDfIO3o9KeQraCDbuwJjloDJ7nBg62qzQtlDTqBrcRYr2fa0YG_3UAl-iix4qzGYo7TqP7dGQsXBtKMpB8CD2STefZD_PWy89kkcrPfWjFRDgmFZtc70YO3ZMp-q0-P9SE-N8Jrww/s1600/tumblr_inline_mj9n9lj8GY1qz4rgp.gif" width="150" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><br />I feel like Tsubasa in her younger years pre-modeling really did deal with an excessive amount of fake jealous people around her. Not true friends. True friends will always be excited and clap for you during your era of success. Always. Unfortunately, I feel like a lot of girls aren't aware of that in their younger years. Especially if you are introverted. When you are introverted, you really don't deal with too many people or a variety of people who understand what shitty behavior is until you actually meet people that you actually vibe that are "your people" as I call it. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">As shocking as it was to many to hear that a gyaru of all people, and one as impactful as Tsubasa was introverted..she did mention that she was conditioned to be that way due to the fact that she automatically assumes people hate her from the start. This is something I immediately related to. I have the same thoughts. I think Tsubasa and myself are actually quite extroverted people naturally, however shit experiences are pretty traumatizing and condition you to be way more withdrawn with people. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpvuJo0uFGo-p5xfEvz6jHnMnP14leMrvs6FOl94K-q6zAVnI6Jez1zV5L4Ys_FEf7Sbjg2bqlGu3JN7QOENPJgp_up2MCwr13vpDzKTDhJyWLsTheO0pGX1g8ytk75KjVTJgQbRCXv4jr4rdE62ZVB8qRHneDjxyTc1lEw0e5iyR1St6tcnhXfdkWAw/s1624/311884341_637851271082898_2084186050894081694_n.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1624" data-original-width="1164" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpvuJo0uFGo-p5xfEvz6jHnMnP14leMrvs6FOl94K-q6zAVnI6Jez1zV5L4Ys_FEf7Sbjg2bqlGu3JN7QOENPJgp_up2MCwr13vpDzKTDhJyWLsTheO0pGX1g8ytk75KjVTJgQbRCXv4jr4rdE62ZVB8qRHneDjxyTc1lEw0e5iyR1St6tcnhXfdkWAw/s320/311884341_637851271082898_2084186050894081694_n.jpeg" width="229" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><br />I feel like it took Tsubasa a while to meet 'her people' because even during her modeling days, she kind of implied that she was pretty isolated as a reader model compared to the other gals and was occupied with working very hard. Once she became successful, a lot of people felt entitled to all aspects of her life including her marriage and pregnancy. Even the magazine didn't necessarily want her to keep those affairs quiet. The wedding photos are especially iconic to me and there was SO MUCH stuff capitalized off of during Tsubasa and Naoki's wedding era...LL collab items and everything. However, I wonder if Tsubasa was miserable doing those things given that I think deep down, she wanted to keep her marriage and the birth of Rion private. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">It's a weird thing to think about. That era is so iconic and memorable because there was so much hype around a famous Popteen and Men's Egg model marrying. Definetely idealistic power couple moves that unfortunately didn't last as Tsubasa got divorced in 2011/2012ish. At the same time, looking back on it and reading about her feelings on everything that went on, it feels like she wanted to tell people about her big life changes on her own terms without corporations capitalizing on her big life milestones. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">Personally, I think Tsubasa just wanted to announce it as a blog post, have a private wedding, and just keep on the DL. I think she was also worried about her modeling career being over given that gyaru mama wasn't necessarily thing until a little later. Matter of fact, I'm pretty sure Tsubasa kind of sparked the idea of Gyaru Mama being popularized. I'm not saying it didn't exist beforehand but I don't think it was seen as "cool" until a few models hit that age where they were also getting married, having kids, but not wanting to give up their lifestyle or their modeling career. Tsubasa kind of was the ambassador for showing that gyaru could maintain their lifestyle. You could maintain that career, be gyaru, and still cater to your family. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">I'm sure it was/is an exhausting juggle-especially considering how traditionalist Japan is when it comes to marriage, gender, and family dynamics. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">Tsubasa launched so many successful collaborations and her own makeup branding post-marriage and baby. She proved that "settling down" didn't necessarily mean giving up everything and becoming irrelevant. I think that's super inspiring and important. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">I know the argument could be now, "Well, she isn't even gyaru anymore."</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQUT02lVMKrPU0t4VivPrgxAqCmidJrErVXANw_NuclKPhOTi8VS6p7Eg61cePaxAOa7rQaWAg_0dOUuZzwna2ve263eM1jdfSPs4d8OVd2TFDoPZ7xC1vfjALFe5iU3JjJynoxy8JSsZPsBKshKAQvm3e8tEsWhrJ-UN0ioWSyejXjM17Mw4lQ1XOGw/s191/eheheheh.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="191" data-original-width="124" height="191" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQUT02lVMKrPU0t4VivPrgxAqCmidJrErVXANw_NuclKPhOTi8VS6p7Eg61cePaxAOa7rQaWAg_0dOUuZzwna2ve263eM1jdfSPs4d8OVd2TFDoPZ7xC1vfjALFe5iU3JjJynoxy8JSsZPsBKshKAQvm3e8tEsWhrJ-UN0ioWSyejXjM17Mw4lQ1XOGw/s1600/eheheheh.gif" width="124" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><br />True. Honestly, I noticed that her style drastically changed after her divorce. She went softer and softer with her look until she contributed to "larme" fashion communities. Her look now I feel like caters to her current boyfriend, Fukase of Seikai no Owari. They had matching pink hair for awhile. A while back I recently watched a movie that Fukase was featured in called, "Character". It's a wild movie and I super recommend it. It not only has Fukase in it but Oguri Shun who is a super famous actor. He used to be a dreamboat back in the day but so much time has passed that I'm like, "damn son. you're an uncle now huh?" haha.. Sometimes I forget how old *I* am at times.. I'm not a cute 20-something anymore myself....OTL</span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"> Fukase plays a psychotic serial killer in it. However, what I noticed is that his hair was as pink as Tsubasa's! They had matching pink hair for a while back in 2020/2021 I think! </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="373" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/c26heQf2lYc" width="545" youtube-src-id="c26heQf2lYc"></iframe></div><br /><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">My theory on why Tsubasa may have left gyaru fashion may be a reason that even many gaijin gyaru go through... I think her divorce and just all the chaos that surrounded her life as a gyaru left bad memories maybe, Yes she was extremely successful, but at what price? She lives a bit more peacefully now a days and I'm always seeing her surrounded by people who seemingly look like good friends. Tsubasa recently got injured eating shit on some stairs, and she had a friend from LA tend to her for a bit because she was stuck in the United States and was crippled for a hot minute. She couldn't get back on a plane and her friends had no problem taking care of her/translating/ect. So I think (and hope) she's surrounded by good people. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">I think she eventually did find good people even in the gyaru scene. I also have her Tsubasa blog book and she is similarly surrounded by friends and mentions how some models became her friends. There's a few pictures of her, Yui Kanno, and Jun Kumori together. I assume that they're still friends. I think Tsubasa just grew out of the gyaru lifestyle as she aged. She associated her past branding/lifestyle with Naoki and her divorce suddenly. So shit just changed.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">I remember reading the section when she had mentioned not being interested at all in luxury items and laughing about that because now, she is SUPER into luxury items. She's always clad in Gucci and even attending fashion week to meet Yohji Yamamoto, who is a very very prestigious fashion designer on the luxe end of things. Her tone entirely changed on that matter. Maybe it was for work given that she's working on "TokyoDot" now...I don't know. It's trendy now to flex and she's always been big on following the trends. -shrugs- </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">She mentioned that in her book too. She hated that she wasn't up to date with all of the other models on the trends when she first became a reader model, but personally, I feel like that gave her character. That's super relatable to me given that I also was the girl who was behind on shit and bought previous things on discount because it wasn't "cool" anymore as a kid. Honestly, it gives you character. I was able to establish my own sense of style that was and have far more appreciation for the pieces I had because I didn't treat them as disposable. I think Tsubasa was the same way at her peak. Her style was really distinct to her and a lot of people tried to copy it later on.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">Definetely not comparing myself to a queen like Tsubasa, but I'm just saying that it was relatable because I too, gained my own sense of style given that I financially wasn't capable of trend-hopping like anymore else. Pieces became more personal. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX4moeFsHOz-Xm8Gs_kd8s5H-gVLaNmphd7KjVcAICXXVjAg5L2P-jIiJL4x6IILUyg9VwdB9XlINWr8eZQXH2OPuhfn1J4csqP-sFRIOwruH42QsSpsIuHsONKgRlEBNC0NUtOKw1VcBadQpsqQsUTnkPay-376BtDDYVrZ8FQcGbodr9ASG8TCbAyg/s141/irritated4.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="141" data-original-width="95" height="141" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX4moeFsHOz-Xm8Gs_kd8s5H-gVLaNmphd7KjVcAICXXVjAg5L2P-jIiJL4x6IILUyg9VwdB9XlINWr8eZQXH2OPuhfn1J4csqP-sFRIOwruH42QsSpsIuHsONKgRlEBNC0NUtOKw1VcBadQpsqQsUTnkPay-376BtDDYVrZ8FQcGbodr9ASG8TCbAyg/s1600/irritated4.gif" width="95" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><br />There's a lot of shit that is relatable in that book. The amount of bullying that some "successful" gyaru go through is insane. Anyone with a moderately good social media following in the gyaru sphere of things really does get thrown under a microscope to where people feel like they are entitled to every aspect of their lives. Who they're friends with, who they're not friends with, what their insights are, how much brand they own, how little they own...etc. etc. It's insane. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">That's probably a different fucking vent for another time when it comes to that shit and gyaru...but I was kind of shocked that Tsubasa also endured being bullied. I've heard of other models similarly getting harassed before, so I don't know why the hell I was so shocked, but I guess I just thought Tsubasa was too much of an icon to be in all that. Too many people praised and looked up to her from what I knew but her book expressed a different and more vulnerable side that I related to. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">I'm currently still translating and editing the style advice pages. I just took a hiatus and am kinda still given that I'm still mentally recovering from the events that went on in my life these past few months... However, give me some time. I haven't given up on it! </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnJ9znL3LtssyZ4ubEnwqK3MZorM0_Yv_exPk_E-EveWVX8WUcf8qKLSiDoI-6P9C1atlVkLF5UXFJ3cuXt7zOh1wBAFj_Tmhot9M4Rb_X1dY7AU6JE3T-nOKKTGg34s_OvSoCvvifOKMYAJw0b6VMVxajPYaP3ysbXjPiX0_tqbz4h7gAXMeV5uzbng/s480/Darla_Signature.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="480" height="164" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnJ9znL3LtssyZ4ubEnwqK3MZorM0_Yv_exPk_E-EveWVX8WUcf8qKLSiDoI-6P9C1atlVkLF5UXFJ3cuXt7zOh1wBAFj_Tmhot9M4Rb_X1dY7AU6JE3T-nOKKTGg34s_OvSoCvvifOKMYAJw0b6VMVxajPYaP3ysbXjPiX0_tqbz4h7gAXMeV5uzbng/s320/Darla_Signature.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-30537668530597504222022-12-08T21:27:00.003-08:002022-12-08T21:27:37.574-08:00Tsubasaism: The Autobiography<span id="docs-internal-guid-873c6ce0-7fff-b9bd-86e5-8dfbf1c65222"><h1 style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">The Awakening to Fashion...</span></b></span></h1><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span><blockquote><blockquote><span style="background-color: black; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><b>500 yen a day working part-time at my family's pub. I used the money I saved to buy clothes...</b></span></span></blockquote></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEeSVegNx6Vew6GixaKbD5gFOQFWFlT1EdZRrkwv-rPFV89S9dRaegJEwvYP53zw7HvRG5yxCcb1yUM4wp0Y616BHKddm3WoYkmBV2uL4LAUFL5MoxFaANBUzAG8L4JJudImuiv_8EeBImpP3Fh7iEisIkVRRjbxPvEDnZ7Ujn22D3tZ6el7_0S-qJEg/s1761/318066146_1665351233882024_9197756625642484232_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: black; clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1761" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEeSVegNx6Vew6GixaKbD5gFOQFWFlT1EdZRrkwv-rPFV89S9dRaegJEwvYP53zw7HvRG5yxCcb1yUM4wp0Y616BHKddm3WoYkmBV2uL4LAUFL5MoxFaANBUzAG8L4JJudImuiv_8EeBImpP3Fh7iEisIkVRRjbxPvEDnZ7Ujn22D3tZ6el7_0S-qJEg/s320/318066146_1665351233882024_9197756625642484232_n.jpg" width="262" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /> </span></span><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">Ever since I can remember, I have loved fashion. I grew my hair long when I was in kindergarten, and when I got home, I was always wearing a skirt. Actually...I was often mistaken for a boy because of my name "Tsubasa"! So, I wanted to be more girly. However, it wasn't until I was in the upper grades of elementary school that I discovered the joy of choosing clothes for myself. By that time, I was already without my parents and went shopping with my friends. Of course, I couldn't buy clothes with the pocket money I that I would usually get, so I started working part-time when I was in elementary school.</span><p></p><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6BJLRId4fKg5JtF1fUU4_h9-CiDvUtTtKwyCILdr5wPSd3BabY5tZqjxn0EHs-zwMwON4mzp9ZyQa48YSnhteubqVhgtKXVwQBz0B7frsau83mE06XSne8cGiTCjLf6c5s3GU0keYvK7O2wPJf6ib5o2JyUevDiTIDb2oDdTREGPJ4SiQINgsOLmdDA/s1812/318281928_576950244374361_3208306103559915885_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1812" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6BJLRId4fKg5JtF1fUU4_h9-CiDvUtTtKwyCILdr5wPSd3BabY5tZqjxn0EHs-zwMwON4mzp9ZyQa48YSnhteubqVhgtKXVwQBz0B7frsau83mE06XSne8cGiTCjLf6c5s3GU0keYvK7O2wPJf6ib5o2JyUevDiTIDb2oDdTREGPJ4SiQINgsOLmdDA/s320/318281928_576950244374361_3208306103559915885_n.jpg" width="254" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br />However, since I worked at an izakaya only at my house, I used to wash dishes and carry food there. The part-time job fee is 500 yen per day. Even though 500 yen doesn't seem like much, if you save up for 4 days, it will be 2,000 yen, and you can buy a cute T-shirt. I continued working part-time at an izakaya even after I entered junior high school, and even my school friends did it together, so it was fun.</span><p></p><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">When I was in elementary school, I was able to study normally, and I had good friends. I didn’t like school at all, but to be honest, I actually don’t like teachers. There was a female teacher who always paid attention to me. "Don't come to school wearing those clothes." I know that I'm wearing a glittery top, but even when I'm wearing unfashionable clothes, I don't know why that teacher would warn me. Don't ask me why but I was scared. I would answer “yes” but I remember running away whenever I saw that teacher.</span></span></p><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8ONbKCoiY8_o37N55SKIxBfhHTrDSlTAIVYcoB0jpxxVm7FUchI-2a8K584CvHe80kBhKz0o9f6nvq_pRcfsx6kjMXgKx5JT-tKKKHeoRU5HoXVIdrbxKctmXkHc_JgA5LRE6QLa3JVHtR_h-QnKSmK4hvJPM5W-3Gml3YHBhtmuMd67yRXmqrBPQHg/s1761/317895587_839584640616734_109290140131812814_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1761" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8ONbKCoiY8_o37N55SKIxBfhHTrDSlTAIVYcoB0jpxxVm7FUchI-2a8K584CvHe80kBhKz0o9f6nvq_pRcfsx6kjMXgKx5JT-tKKKHeoRU5HoXVIdrbxKctmXkHc_JgA5LRE6QLa3JVHtR_h-QnKSmK4hvJPM5W-3Gml3YHBhtmuMd67yRXmqrBPQHg/s320/317895587_839584640616734_109290140131812814_n.jpg" width="262" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br />When I was in the 5th grade of elementary school, I was reading "egg magazine" with my friends, so maybe I woke up to being a gyaru earlier than a normal child. With that being said, I wasn't interested at all in the mamba style that was popular at the time. I didn’t do that style. I admired the fairer styles with beautiful makeup (seiso).</span><p></p><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">My idols at that time were SPEED and Namie Amuro-chan. Since I was in elementary school, I imitated their styles and wore thick boots and platform sandals. However, it is difficult to walk, and often fell! (laughs)</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">The Burberry miniskirt that Amuro-chan wore at her wedding reception was so amazing! Of course, I tried to buy something like it too! But, I was still in elementary school, so no matter what I did, I couldn't imitate her and be perfect at all! -laughs- I as I entered into middle school, I admired the singer Ayu (Ayumi Hamasaki) the most and began to read the magazine “Popteen” but at the time, I didn’t even know of the word “mo” (model) and never dreamed that I would appear in it...</span></span></p><div><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span><a name='more'></a></span><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><h1 style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left; white-space: normal;"><span><b>When I Started Hating People</b></span></h1><p> </p><blockquote><blockquote><span><i style="background-color: black;"><b>After the snap was published in a magazine, a direct attack upon me began on message boards…</b></i></span></blockquote></blockquote><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span><span> </span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSzXFp4s6ZDSBu03pNKIPyjDc6rs6mCCivy9HCxU-p1EfJAC_7hgtH_HWRrGjFEXnXJDO9iFrBtv2rOSNrCV6y0LyzEgcrUqwqnfj5xIOxlKhZC87Nnv-i1xN_pXqXXWxmqRKkz5txAqOr3v6nKE49ECY3psfS2Gij08W6ZNwpL542Szk3iOx8WSLoOA/s1760/317935012_1084902832206608_3579876642883049081_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1760" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSzXFp4s6ZDSBu03pNKIPyjDc6rs6mCCivy9HCxU-p1EfJAC_7hgtH_HWRrGjFEXnXJDO9iFrBtv2rOSNrCV6y0LyzEgcrUqwqnfj5xIOxlKhZC87Nnv-i1xN_pXqXXWxmqRKkz5txAqOr3v6nKE49ECY3psfS2Gij08W6ZNwpL542Szk3iOx8WSLoOA/s320/317935012_1084902832206608_3579876642883049081_n.jpg" width="262" /></a></span></div><span><br /> </span></span><span>The thing that triggered it all was that I had started to appear in magazines as an amateur snap model. The first time I was published in a magazine, it was in a magazine called "Ranzuki”. What happened was that I was photographed in Shibuya when I was in my second year of high school. Even though it was a very small photo in a magazine, I was surprised when everyone said, "You got it!" After that moment, little by little, I started appearing in various magazines such as "egg", "men's egg", and "Popteen".</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span>However, in proportion to that happening, my friends became more and more reserved around me. After the snap was published in the magazine, a direct attack towards me began on a message board. When I now meet people for the first time for work, I am often surprised by being asked things like, "Are you shy?!?!" Maybe it was because I modeled for gyaru magazines, but everyone seemed to imagine me as a more open-minded and extroverted character. I’m very far from being shy to be honest. However, I have a feeling that girls of my age are a bit scary, and I think that this kind of why an introverted personality was pushed on me and was greatly influenced by my experiences in high school.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgFrxO68H-34CVgvM0ldSUD_WL-i4tJNCdo7C3P63aQseVGnj1_-CGY2YNujo1dYpDw0-FU4zxRdp4lcGhjlwTO8vISsi8sfswIHgusytY8203xCgyxuJHWVUXTwULo5jDhbOX_3qc976xSWfo02xICyjFPipbJ6IqOC7VSvngd3um5pbHsAHErcyXlg/s1760/318087485_5867654866617889_1400953185840068253_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1760" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgFrxO68H-34CVgvM0ldSUD_WL-i4tJNCdo7C3P63aQseVGnj1_-CGY2YNujo1dYpDw0-FU4zxRdp4lcGhjlwTO8vISsi8sfswIHgusytY8203xCgyxuJHWVUXTwULo5jDhbOX_3qc976xSWfo02xICyjFPipbJ6IqOC7VSvngd3um5pbHsAHErcyXlg/s320/318087485_5867654866617889_1400953185840068253_n.jpg" width="262" /></a></div><br />Not a single person spoke ill of me to my face. All the gossiping about me was written on the "school bulletin board" that place was just beginning to become popular around that time. At first, my friends told me that they were saying something bad about me, but I took it lightheartedly. However, when I looked at what was written about me for myself, it was so bad that I started to believe what was being said.<p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;">Just because you’re featured in a magazine doesn’t make it okay. There were comments like, “That girl doesn’t have a single friend in her hometown”. There were also very specific stories that only very close friends would have known about.</span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjny-x1DIE0bl9BMZd5wymIdZOD7N8wV_hEKjMjzacXTza0R_lIX0yuXNydXHD5RuBVoDB5DqaHM7n1mYQdYAtuwit2tQjLk1SJ1CfCqFDOTmDwL2Yc4ooWhvePdj_PDNRxqJoPjg2llmmapMyAxYc2l9kkofKZj9N3CEOKDA9QPUpdmKnHf-FYfkzyjA/s1761/318615653_2043240972732059_1185801432806374258_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1761" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjny-x1DIE0bl9BMZd5wymIdZOD7N8wV_hEKjMjzacXTza0R_lIX0yuXNydXHD5RuBVoDB5DqaHM7n1mYQdYAtuwit2tQjLk1SJ1CfCqFDOTmDwL2Yc4ooWhvePdj_PDNRxqJoPjg2llmmapMyAxYc2l9kkofKZj9N3CEOKDA9QPUpdmKnHf-FYfkzyjA/s320/318615653_2043240972732059_1185801432806374258_n.jpg" width="262" /></a></div><br />I was really nauseous thinking, "Who wrote this?" The people who usually talk to me with a smile might be cursing me badly... One time I received an email saying, "Don’t get carried away just because you're in a magazine and it's a little cute. Be careful on the streets at night." Strangely enough, I gradually got used to such terrible writing about me and I think my heart became stronger.<p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;">In the end, it was actually depressing but I also tried to take those bad words in positively. If I was written about by others as being "fat", I thought, "I'm going to lose weight so I’m not told this" and tried to go on a diet. I attempted to keep it as inconspicuous as possible.</span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;">However, since I was hurt by "garbage writing" in high school, I haven't been able to easily open up to people. When I meet people for the first time, I basically treat them with the thought that this person may not like me. It may be a little twisted, but I've always felt that doing so saves me from getting hurt later on.</span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span></span></p><!--more--><br /></span><p></p><h1 style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><b>The Early Era</b></span></span></h1><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></span></p><blockquote><blockquote><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><b><i>Even though I had become a reader model, I had no money at all! I was working at my job so much that I didn't even have any time to sleep...</i></b></span></blockquote></blockquote><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Nd2H-E6_0IAnwHuR_WNg4VU-jENRUWgcpjadci_qz3mmkY9phCPnpYOn9h_guPcvTVYd6QTfoflw8bDRGsNFO8fg6EX14uQV0l2KUAf1z0o3Q-qW2ZFeBQWDwb3jH9ctzGWEi6li51Uvi1Yl_w-NFM9hxuROhl6Qf7Em0HVtNT-dvqGY7evoJii_vQ/s1800/317832919_450359557094188_1370905841533066898_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Nd2H-E6_0IAnwHuR_WNg4VU-jENRUWgcpjadci_qz3mmkY9phCPnpYOn9h_guPcvTVYd6QTfoflw8bDRGsNFO8fg6EX14uQV0l2KUAf1z0o3Q-qW2ZFeBQWDwb3jH9ctzGWEi6li51Uvi1Yl_w-NFM9hxuROhl6Qf7Em0HVtNT-dvqGY7evoJii_vQ/s320/317832919_450359557094188_1370905841533066898_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /> Recently, I've been surprised by what people around me have said. "I'm glad it sold quickly." I'm joking -laughs-. The first time that I appeared in "Popteen" (hereafter referred to as "POP") was when I was in my second year of high school. For about two years I was really poor because I wasn't really invited to shoot. By the time I had graduated from high school, I was invited to POP from time to time, but of course, I couldn't make a living just by being a reader model.</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">At that time, the only occupations that came to my mind that I was not embarrassed to tell my friends about were either at the tanning salon or a shop staff. So, I chose the tanning salon. I wondered if I could bake there for free -laughs-. I had started this job because I thought it would be easy and it sounded good, but I was surprised at how hard it actually was!</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSp2eD0I-iFtYfK4Tjhwh1dMaj8IoIdKoEUhHcNRoP2S-4IVk1JEyvu-WZH8bIARAjC9WzHGzXuj6ELk5II98p9_vA7TRmSMt_xqWeyPNKH_HQOKYIbDLnuT-Dx-aSdj1uzE_WQESjq_wDGmbMDpn4UTYB91rTgyThGPmLHnR2jbwOwpG2ccTJF2CrGw/s1800/317861719_819254422632138_7024611608477730816_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSp2eD0I-iFtYfK4Tjhwh1dMaj8IoIdKoEUhHcNRoP2S-4IVk1JEyvu-WZH8bIARAjC9WzHGzXuj6ELk5II98p9_vA7TRmSMt_xqWeyPNKH_HQOKYIbDLnuT-Dx-aSdj1uzE_WQESjq_wDGmbMDpn4UTYB91rTgyThGPmLHnR2jbwOwpG2ccTJF2CrGw/s320/317861719_819254422632138_7024611608477730816_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br />However, working at a tanning salon was the right answer. At the time, there weren't any dark-skinned girls in the reading model section, so I started getting calls due to people who weren't very good at ganguro, and eventually, I was able to appear in the magazine every time.</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">People are surprised when I say this, but a model reader’s pay is extremely cheap. About 2,000 to 10,000 yen for one shoot. Even if I was delayed for about 10 days, and had to shoot several photos in one day, the guarantee for each shoot would never be less than 100,000 yen. There's no stylist on those pages, so I have to do everything myself.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">There were times when it was really hard for me to wear clothes from 2-3 years ago even though all of my senpai who all were modeling got to wear fashionable clothes. Back then, I would go to shoot on the first train and when I was finished from there, I would go straight to my job at the tanning salon. It was normal for me to work until 2 in the morning, sleep only 2-3 hours, and then shoot again.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0AHkh5JnbG4eZoGMWi1u3D5RD3Slaw96mpuG4pQ81F19SHF0tdfoWEOO8-GMnTbCLXWB_pteu1HFr2iQSdB1dpjR9koajHpYWBqBJj4t1LApg9oVhd3KJI9t4pCkM_28bu4gY38Ik36GZkn_HeMo8umiS42Hf9Zs7oupwY35S_G8ALLWlryZQZKg8-A/s1800/318090106_2092179080977823_8753712997438701723_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0AHkh5JnbG4eZoGMWi1u3D5RD3Slaw96mpuG4pQ81F19SHF0tdfoWEOO8-GMnTbCLXWB_pteu1HFr2iQSdB1dpjR9koajHpYWBqBJj4t1LApg9oVhd3KJI9t4pCkM_28bu4gY38Ik36GZkn_HeMo8umiS42Hf9Zs7oupwY35S_G8ALLWlryZQZKg8-A/s320/318090106_2092179080977823_8753712997438701723_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br />Physically, it wasn't that hard. Rather, at that time, I was mentally in a state of disrepair. I was constantly being criticized in blog comments, and even when I went to the set, I didn't have a single friend who was a model, so I was lonely…</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"> - bitter smile -</span></span></span><span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"> It's completely different from what I had imagined it to be like.</span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">Back then, I was happy and was able to do my best merely by being invited to the editorial department. I had no confidence in myself at all, so feeling that I was needed for the magazine was a tremendous source of emotional support for me. At first, I didn't have anyone to talk to and I couldn't even have a conversation anywhere. However, as I worked hard, I gradually made friends with other models. When we became friends all together, I came to realize that they were "POP" reader models as well. Many of those same people and I are still friends to this day.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><!--more--></span></span><p style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: 1px; margin-bottom: 0in; white-space: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><h1 style="line-height: 0.0818182; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">Active as a Reader Model</span></b></span></h1><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 0.0818181818181818; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><b id="docs-internal-guid-b26ed22d-7fff-aa57-4083-ddb3f2efd961" style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3090909090909089; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"></p><p> </p><blockquote><blockquote><span style="background-color: black; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><b>When I had an accident and almost gave up modeling, I was predicted to succeed by a medium...</b></span></span></blockquote></blockquote><p></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 0.0818181818181818; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><b style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3090909090909089; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span> </span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH1v70xXsV_vfyV-ea3VxfXJTYo8fMRtOlZNWTwKyHCq-osHGhl7Cg0NNCTzy6GBrhkKl1YdfFdex5tOWMJySIGbezbmpSPEm4VQBWAVyIoTMQKs1ydvIFLLtuviEJoSGUqnqG4gNpUezr7UktfgNfhAtvh5jAnsyqIq8wvfdWRvm2aLrT_iQIj7dkRA/s1800/317832919_553287463307158_5368934517205072186_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH1v70xXsV_vfyV-ea3VxfXJTYo8fMRtOlZNWTwKyHCq-osHGhl7Cg0NNCTzy6GBrhkKl1YdfFdex5tOWMJySIGbezbmpSPEm4VQBWAVyIoTMQKs1ydvIFLLtuviEJoSGUqnqG4gNpUezr7UktfgNfhAtvh5jAnsyqIq8wvfdWRvm2aLrT_iQIj7dkRA/s320/317832919_553287463307158_5368934517205072186_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /> The reason why I became able to play an active role as a "P<span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">OP" model may have been the prophecy of a psychic I met when I hit rock bottom. I will never forget Christmas day of the year that I graduated from high school. Two days before I was able to appear on a fashion page with a stylist for the first time; having only appeared on plain clothes pages on POP-I was in a car accident. There was an incredible amount of blood coming out of my mouth. It was such a terrible accident that people at the hospital told me that I would have died if I had sat in the passenger seat. I didn't die for the time being, but my face was swollen like Mr. Iwa.</span></span><p></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 0.0818181818181818; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><b style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3090909090909089; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWpHHBMC1Fdj6iKa8nYtjWbDpre1OkgRq7HnC3Iehkc2XB3wEJ-RnRhQyotIhU4dCQFebG7v9itBxdQ-2G4fZkXw0mWJSdFoGYhlvY0DqRYuyeTRs9DFxfxzEBp71PGWsxkgRx8NoKbDKD9bddYu1kZke7x6DsDCpRENvsPRuYLA9wE9WVjYo9x8XCGQ/s1800/317909805_558898986070430_4296560255249673061_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWpHHBMC1Fdj6iKa8nYtjWbDpre1OkgRq7HnC3Iehkc2XB3wEJ-RnRhQyotIhU4dCQFebG7v9itBxdQ-2G4fZkXw0mWJSdFoGYhlvY0DqRYuyeTRs9DFxfxzEBp71PGWsxkgRx8NoKbDKD9bddYu1kZke7x6DsDCpRENvsPRuYLA9wE9WVjYo9x8XCGQ/s320/317909805_558898986070430_4296560255249673061_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br />After that, the swelling subsided in about a month, but my tooth<span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> took years to heal completely. I couldn't speak properly for a while, and when I thought, "What if my face didn't return to normal…?", it was so painful that I really wanted to commit suicide. Of course, the fashion page that I was supposed to appear on had another girl published instead, and I cried every day when I saw that page.I thought, “I will never be able to model again, and my life is over.” So, things were so bad that I went to see a medium to ask him to perform an exorcism.</span></span><p></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 0.0818181818181818; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><b style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3090909090909089; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghqLPIghEVzB3AziP-m-4FtPYKqij2RqM__aeeSnv3t_hlR84G8-sw_Js1gPO7syjI2fWEuH-qzsxTqJ-apgxHQG__tbbDgbD2Gq_bOuYfx6R8pu5LoGoLOJGdPvFAir6OU0HNeITAXeICWlPvu7ocuBCbo4IWTcJ2ZKXzb3Yc-vtbakoTlWYtLzuG5w/s1800/317919296_503237951788816_677346421306575222_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghqLPIghEVzB3AziP-m-4FtPYKqij2RqM__aeeSnv3t_hlR84G8-sw_Js1gPO7syjI2fWEuH-qzsxTqJ-apgxHQG__tbbDgbD2Gq_bOuYfx6R8pu5LoGoLOJGdPvFAir6OU0HNeITAXeICWlPvu7ocuBCbo4IWTcJ2ZKXzb3Yc-vtbakoTlWYtLzuG5w/s320/317919296_503237951788816_677346421306575222_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br />“<span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Don't give up on your modeling job. If you keep going, you will definitely be able to do great things." Even with my face, which was getting worse, I told myself, "It's okay. I'll be back to normal." | was skeptical about whether or not it was true. People around me took good care of me and I was still completely cured. About a year and a half later, I was able to appear in "POP" again.</span></span><p></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 0.0818181818181818; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><b style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3090909090909089; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">For the first time, an editorial staff member told me to do whatever I wanted, and the page I planned was chosen as the most popular page in a reader survey. And in the next issue, it will be a</span><span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> part of the cover. After that, I gradually was able to do more challenging work, such as suggesting fashion that I liked and requesting clothes that I wanted a stylist to collect. The number of fans who support me increased more and more. Compared to my previous lonely life centered on my part-time job, I was finally able to experience the happiness of being able to do what I wanted to do. It's really fun to be able to wear a lot of your favorite clothes and take various pictures.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3090909090909089; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXZYEvDgK5xEnXyCM1txvc9XH73ZFeVsxvX-OIgX1Vl3A2ehLk5Tuq_DGDOP61VGaBV2pfFiKfcZnpkcuJ7NKwAB6Z4vOfRPXDBJWEQy9WAhivjLuEOEiXKYwiAeP0n0pHSl_aDUJVmmsbBa3bPZZ0RR5X5yCS4OOTd952Bxa6cYoajrGl_wTirVUEeA/s1800/318298230_879602316390943_4188907536923819286_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXZYEvDgK5xEnXyCM1txvc9XH73ZFeVsxvX-OIgX1Vl3A2ehLk5Tuq_DGDOP61VGaBV2pfFiKfcZnpkcuJ7NKwAB6Z4vOfRPXDBJWEQy9WAhivjLuEOEiXKYwiAeP0n0pHSl_aDUJVmmsbBa3bPZZ0RR5X5yCS4OOTd952Bxa6cYoajrGl_wTirVUEeA/s320/318298230_879602316390943_4188907536923819286_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /><span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 0.0818181818181818; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><b style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></b></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3090909090909089; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">However, I don't want to appear on the cover of every issue. I wasn't very happy that I was the only one on the POP </span><span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">cover page. I seriously thought, "I'll eventually get bored," or "I'm sure readers would like to see more models." I'm very happy to be invited to do fashion shoots, but I don't really want to be famous. This slightly complicated and subtle thought still persists in me...</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 0.0818181818181818; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><!--more--></span></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 0.0818181818181818; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><h1 style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><i><b style="background-color: black;">My Fated Person, Ume-chan</b></i></span></h1><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></p><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span style="background-color: black;"><b><i>When I told Ume-san that I was pregnant, he said, "Let's give birth!"</i></b></span></span></blockquote></blockquote><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span> </span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy_JMAHOq9CBlOqCpAueGtjqWpiV5Ay0izWAzKORM5Pp3nOHDuuOibh9L4Mj_TioVbJlV-y2HmuItb2-Fu7H7ygGpT34mgf383_HyPD2L3XLAKFuFU2CGXEYQvnqMZxIIHOeOT4uyGvBl9vIyYg-N3eDLwJXTh9MFxqudtFK_4TojnbFQzlKWK8Y8xGQ/s1206/317863477_700210974764007_7251987427589640354_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1206" data-original-width="737" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy_JMAHOq9CBlOqCpAueGtjqWpiV5Ay0izWAzKORM5Pp3nOHDuuOibh9L4Mj_TioVbJlV-y2HmuItb2-Fu7H7ygGpT34mgf383_HyPD2L3XLAKFuFU2CGXEYQvnqMZxIIHOeOT4uyGvBl9vIyYg-N3eDLwJXTh9MFxqudtFK_4TojnbFQzlKWK8Y8xGQ/s320/317863477_700210974764007_7251987427589640354_n.jpg" width="196" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /> I met Ume-chan when I was 18 years old. I happened to join a group of model friends over there at Mcdonald's in Shibuya. At that time, I knew about Ume-san because he had already appeared in "Men's Egg", but I thought he was taller and had a lower voice than I had imagined. I felt natural around him -sorry -. He was very easy to talk to, so after that, I confided in him a lot, just like I would a female friend. When I was with Ume-san, we got along so well that we could talk as much as we wanted, but I didn't have any particular romantic feelings.</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">So, for about half a year, it felt like we were just good friends, but Ume-san seemed to like me. Everyone said so! -laughs - I liked him too, but I didn't want to go out with him because I thought it would be the end of our good relationship. But that all changed when I turned 20 in January when I went to Tahiti for two weeks on a business trip. Before going to Tahiti, I jokingly said to Ume-chan, "I miss you when I don't get emails from anyone, so please email me every day." So after that, when I came back to Japan, I was really surprised that I was receiving emails every day, and that made me really happy. I also replied to one email – laughs -. That email is still there saved.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLhMgVh2S7G7Af5Sck1xMfMK4Cb-MH9VY_f7niMUH-uppqivehlUCXHTR_31GelzFar8aGSui3V3MxbmRLMHxiQTGLPFG6oW69E0qrS5ofPsHO5tL64rK70rmz31EDX1UbK7ptABshECZ_Ee8v2IHHngBDZTdT26E7RbbJxRVUTH4wKCFSpl6MkVbRVg/s1234/317955489_1312712989569367_2307264878355973825_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1234" data-original-width="788" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLhMgVh2S7G7Af5Sck1xMfMK4Cb-MH9VY_f7niMUH-uppqivehlUCXHTR_31GelzFar8aGSui3V3MxbmRLMHxiQTGLPFG6oW69E0qrS5ofPsHO5tL64rK70rmz31EDX1UbK7ptABshECZ_Ee8v2IHHngBDZTdT26E7RbbJxRVUTH4wKCFSpl6MkVbRVg/s320/317955489_1312712989569367_2307264878355973825_n.jpg" width="204" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br />In it was written, "Tsu-chan, is there someone that you like?" but, there was no progress for about two months after that. One day I received an email saying, "The one I like is Tsu-chan. Ah, I told you."</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">I told him, “Thank you, so what?" Somehow from there, we started dating.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">After that, Ume-chan and I appeared in "POP" together, and our relationship went smoothly. I found out that I was pregnant, a little over a year after we started dating. I was called a "super reader model", and I was half-happy about this popularity but I was also scared.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">Before then, my impression of a man getting his girlfriend pregnant was that he would either run away or would change his mind. But when I found out I was pregnant, Ume-chan told me to give birth. Even after I went to the hospital, I suddenly became old-fashioned, saying, "Be careful when you go home." Before I got married, I often heard that married life was the worst, so honestly, I was scared.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">"If we get married, will we get along badly?" But when I got married, it was surprisingly fun. We almost never fight. Ume-chan helps me with housework and child-rearing so I’m really happy that I got married to him.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span></span></span></p><!--more--><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span><p></p><h1 style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><b>The Magazine Wedding</b></span></span></h1><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><i></i></span></span></p><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><i><b>In a situation where they can't even announce their marriage freely, the two are on the verge of exploding due to stress...</b></i></span></blockquote></blockquote><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span> </span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIBB_HHmmESCiYTAvX17r97I-XqwE6Rvt1pVnzAjZPjcG2VbzdnWbs-Gu5rBuuZKvVsoPo7ureNtn0oBPLV2FJ58gdAmHHX__ovta1uA76JGWLT8VnBp66Aj2JNgk8kBaxWObwTDzOrXOQYv4Eg6L3wgDQcO_2qpQsa38SdWWCPo7xfmZNl6WuvYwUiw/s1791/318356339_1155946545295756_2774481189440438800_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1791" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIBB_HHmmESCiYTAvX17r97I-XqwE6Rvt1pVnzAjZPjcG2VbzdnWbs-Gu5rBuuZKvVsoPo7ureNtn0oBPLV2FJ58gdAmHHX__ovta1uA76JGWLT8VnBp66Aj2JNgk8kBaxWObwTDzOrXOQYv4Eg6L3wgDQcO_2qpQsa38SdWWCPo7xfmZNl6WuvYwUiw/s320/318356339_1155946545295756_2774481189440438800_n.jpg" width="257" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /> "It's hard to read!" I felt this way the most strongly when I couldn't tell everyone that I was going to marry Ume-chan. The more I appeared in magazines and the more my name became known, the more also I realized that I could not do anything on my own.</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">When I found out I was pregnant and decided we were going to give birth together, I was planning to graduate from POP as soon as possible, because I thought everyone would want to see Tsubasa from "POP".</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">Even the people who give me various jobs say that they want, "POP' Tsubasa, so I want to use that image and title, and I can't just use Tsubasa Masuwaka." That's why I thought that if I had to take a break to give birth, come back, and suddenly have nowhere to go, that I would boldly graduate from the magazine. To be honest, I was tired of living in a crowd of people when I went to Shibuya.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitTJ5TOuYjrOvimfQZAd6ipVWIdk9eIcchS10bsbBmTf8-kMVMjMNpm4x6OrLd3WIxdrTJ3TOaCHtARz3DQiCOznVcYswPM2WHTkMt1jRL0GpYB-qjeaMrHurg9ic3Yr3UmgXZxTg8LQhhR2AtAwMOsSiI9joZQIY0HF6If5iulJIHBqx-VuE0ZKGqtQ/s1800/318760372_487702063454623_5914346059657234443_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitTJ5TOuYjrOvimfQZAd6ipVWIdk9eIcchS10bsbBmTf8-kMVMjMNpm4x6OrLd3WIxdrTJ3TOaCHtARz3DQiCOznVcYswPM2WHTkMt1jRL0GpYB-qjeaMrHurg9ic3Yr3UmgXZxTg8LQhhR2AtAwMOsSiI9joZQIY0HF6If5iulJIHBqx-VuE0ZKGqtQ/s320/318760372_487702063454623_5914346059657234443_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br />However, things weren't going so easy when I consulted with the editorial staff. They told me, "For the sake of all the readers of the magazine, let's announce the marriage in the magazine." Until then, I was told that even if I get married, I can’t write about it on my blog.</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">It was decided that “POP” would be our wedding anniversary issue, which will be released on January 27th, and that the editorial department will prepare everything for our wedding. Filming and photoshoots for other things were in October, but right before that, Ume-chan and I were extremely stressed because we were so busy and we didn't know what was going on. I</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfID_dmn4r0jACLWSipe9UERv2Y1lXMkOvNZZzVC0y5C_cOhg0ncXdP27P0lVjK5nh0vUCAky6e0rXYE2Xmu7Qfg3nPjSK4N12R9QUr9E98iQ8eh-7Gs-rxhYxGB9etxvaS8HxFGNWK3JfvJWTOVykyaqq0GTkj0Wm2taphZ6hySvy5_rRqqvYSD05hQ/s1791/317874393_1044394619853000_4678506556065423912_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1791" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfID_dmn4r0jACLWSipe9UERv2Y1lXMkOvNZZzVC0y5C_cOhg0ncXdP27P0lVjK5nh0vUCAky6e0rXYE2Xmu7Qfg3nPjSK4N12R9QUr9E98iQ8eh-7Gs-rxhYxGB9etxvaS8HxFGNWK3JfvJWTOVykyaqq0GTkj0Wm2taphZ6hySvy5_rRqqvYSD05hQ/s320/317874393_1044394619853000_4678506556065423912_n.jpg" width="257" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br />It's the first time I've been in such a foul mood since I started dating him. Of course, it was the first time for both of us, so there was a lot we just didn’t understand, and we couldn’t freely decide anything on our own... But when it came time for the actual performance, I was so moved that I cried, and was so glad I had the ceremony done. I’m so grateful.</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span>Even before the wedding occurred, </span></span><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span>there were rumors about the marriage. After it was over, blogs started flooding with comments like, "Why are you lying even though you're married?" At that time, I was really sick and tired.</span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span>The marriage was scheduled for December 25</span></span><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><sup><span>th</span></sup></span><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span>, so we decided to announce it on our blogs before the release of, “POP”. To the fans, sincerely, we wanted to talk about it in our own words.</span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span><br /></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi40ZWZF5ZHYNUhVGGi9H8Iih6NW-Xvh_XLEWa9Y4SWs7f89GYBz-4vpcXGk94kINEXrF_nT0LC3XkD1mSrIqq3OKafOchogC-_23UcRuJ0tPOxtA3XhholrwnmjoI9xqCE58tXYxrtAdBlRLZIICA4taxxHwNLlRtkbU7mExB1IFEEk7SGKuCRF0n57Q/s1800/317841358_671101777839472_5331948769381696604_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi40ZWZF5ZHYNUhVGGi9H8Iih6NW-Xvh_XLEWa9Y4SWs7f89GYBz-4vpcXGk94kINEXrF_nT0LC3XkD1mSrIqq3OKafOchogC-_23UcRuJ0tPOxtA3XhholrwnmjoI9xqCE58tXYxrtAdBlRLZIICA4taxxHwNLlRtkbU7mExB1IFEEk7SGKuCRF0n57Q/s320/317841358_671101777839472_5331948769381696604_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMNVU0s8rlQxNcv4btjHMH3txZf9DjtvWK_CcLEk7H5OCCNSwr39muM-oHlS_DwSSIvL3ZRuUWmxdlOLn2gcPuVUAr-D1_vn0xd9F_K54BNzn5m0575Ptq0QC_JqUzTagozy4KYzClhMNacFgOniPwlWtwdo2IdS58J4HiHwHfMsAT3vp8O1WT_fOZfw/s1800/318450286_476332187943566_5919889035272082987_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMNVU0s8rlQxNcv4btjHMH3txZf9DjtvWK_CcLEk7H5OCCNSwr39muM-oHlS_DwSSIvL3ZRuUWmxdlOLn2gcPuVUAr-D1_vn0xd9F_K54BNzn5m0575Ptq0QC_JqUzTagozy4KYzClhMNacFgOniPwlWtwdo2IdS58J4HiHwHfMsAT3vp8O1WT_fOZfw/s320/318450286_476332187943566_5919889035272082987_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /><span><br /></span></span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">However, on December 17th, online news was reporting that “Tsubasa Masuwaka got married!” which was the worst! It even came out saying, "Tsubasa Masuwaka and Naoki Umeda will be registered on December 25th!" And my blog was filled with comments like, "You're a liar" and "Why did you keep quiet until now?" I cried every day for a week after that...</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></span></p><!--more--><p></p><h1 style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">The Birth Announcement</span></h1><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"></span></p><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><b><i>Even during pregnancy and after giving birth, I was even terrified by the heartless comments on my blog...</i></b></span></blockquote></blockquote><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQrIUSiLSPnmeZk73TUnA-lRXuU6zFcazi9XxXk9CUENpCRbAbj3PQhaqsvfJ4vzb_ZklZDS1DbdG1A2ob72IyT6vNFgcDxKs1Ey2klMpnqQl7EECbV99uImCOpVOgmWcBVWxmxZkp6eHmZTaxapxrwei3zDrLvYGemreqANQmRRFL4ucWimfCm3O20A/s1589/318101581_1480046469072606_4584789630983424313_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1589" data-original-width="1144" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQrIUSiLSPnmeZk73TUnA-lRXuU6zFcazi9XxXk9CUENpCRbAbj3PQhaqsvfJ4vzb_ZklZDS1DbdG1A2ob72IyT6vNFgcDxKs1Ey2klMpnqQl7EECbV99uImCOpVOgmWcBVWxmxZkp6eHmZTaxapxrwei3zDrLvYGemreqANQmRRFL4ucWimfCm3O20A/s320/318101581_1480046469072606_4584789630983424313_n.jpg" width="230" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /> I decided to announce that I got married in the magazine. However, it was a decision that everyone thought about when it came to hiding the fact that I was pregnant. Not everyone who reads a pregnancy blog is a good person. I knew from previous comments that I shouldn’t read it because I was a fan.</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">So even after I got married, I never wrote about my pregnancy on the blog. I have a negative side to my in the first place, so I didn't want to feel stressed by being written about (and actually, it was written about) saying "I hope you have a miscarriage!". Besides, if I think about the worst, I might walk outside and get kicked in the stomach by someone who doesn't like me very much, right? “Shouldn't you just know how this is going to be?" was my conclusion to myself.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMaSRX_Sr6tydDM_TjD2Xz49C_R0j_HW6JD13g1mBezT4dUe5kfTs7m9Yt5qhJPSVyXk5c-ja-TgRRHdM0Qkidv4mzW6TyqhrvyO6pqta70X62OKOr_Q1iWX91oraTawinWH5cWDc4ZksNIjkKjZ5cC3y1mE6TRsTDh4-UOrqvO8n8PpwbfR1rf3HFWw/s1557/318222641_706677447352856_1450863295834916388_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1557" data-original-width="1171" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMaSRX_Sr6tydDM_TjD2Xz49C_R0j_HW6JD13g1mBezT4dUe5kfTs7m9Yt5qhJPSVyXk5c-ja-TgRRHdM0Qkidv4mzW6TyqhrvyO6pqta70X62OKOr_Q1iWX91oraTawinWH5cWDc4ZksNIjkKjZ5cC3y1mE6TRsTDh4-UOrqvO8n8PpwbfR1rf3HFWw/s320/318222641_706677447352856_1450863295834916388_n.jpg" width="241" /></a></span></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span><br />Even so, rumors still spread, and there were many terrible comments written that made people afraid to walk outside. When I gave birth, I thought about the writing in advance, so I uploaded it at a calm time. However, when I read the comments, I was surprised and saddened by the number of people who said, "I feel betrayed." "I believed in Tsu-chan!" I just wanted to protect my child from malice. I'm happy that you like me, but the distance between me and the fans </span><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span>was a bit confusing.</span></span></span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">I wonder if I really did do something that betrayed them... Among the fans, I think that I am a very relatable person because I am short and have a lot of complexes among the other reader models. Because of that, I got a lot of angry comments like, "I wanted you to say something about this in real-time."</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFFCrxnHD3wGNR3LXgLISy3vdjyELttSNGp7SnRl2B0VypXn1KB7qJFxTOvBcaccDtbElwkD-RmzdoHy1s0anjuVv1u524RbCPsXYSbRkEiu31rFWs3lI-jqgsPBm6tj3k7w7WlHUgLmtH8EV-rXlKn12pjAlhFZTSwb1z7TzcgTrRDrLv30GHjiLw2w/s1507/318219130_1522568934928598_5215900517263041926_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1507" data-original-width="1130" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFFCrxnHD3wGNR3LXgLISy3vdjyELttSNGp7SnRl2B0VypXn1KB7qJFxTOvBcaccDtbElwkD-RmzdoHy1s0anjuVv1u524RbCPsXYSbRkEiu31rFWs3lI-jqgsPBm6tj3k7w7WlHUgLmtH8EV-rXlKn12pjAlhFZTSwb1z7TzcgTrRDrLv30GHjiLw2w/s320/318219130_1522568934928598_5215900517263041926_n.jpg" width="240" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br />Then I would say, "You're not raising children anyway, are you?" I overreacted to that kind of thing, and I almost had a nervous breakdown. When it comes to childcare, no matter how well you do it, I think there will always be people who judge and complain. If you upload a photo of your child to your blog, no matter how cute the child is, people will definitely call you names.</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">I also worry about getting involved in an incident, which is why I don't post pictures of my child. At one point, I really wanted to stop blogging, so I at first, closed the comment section but without the exchange of comments, I couldn't enjoy blogging at all. When I also received a lot of comments saying "I've been waiting for you", I was so happy that I cried. I realized that each and every warm comment really helped me. I've lived my life looking at other people's opinions, but since I got married and had a child, I've gradually come to think that it's all right to do what's right for you, no matter what people say. I got stronger. Ume-chan and his friends get angry together when something terrible is written. When my heart is sick, it cheers me up. It always supports my heart...</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilxxHMtvgjo2-vC7Mwh4Mslm4qHzP6hqtKlFm_XCj71IVsGi8nK1tg0rmMPYw9Raqgtl7G7szsqHvoZY1dqEfo_tMl7ShGNRuogffetWBrfj5KfpwOGltEjV8opJPBlSKSxcWjZ1d6o6cGsPnKTCWKxNOdVl5peqt2eSs4NgPZb7bs0EJvSjxGtvl8zw/s1725/318183726_527520725942355_7403754231422419623_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1725" data-original-width="1174" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilxxHMtvgjo2-vC7Mwh4Mslm4qHzP6hqtKlFm_XCj71IVsGi8nK1tg0rmMPYw9Raqgtl7G7szsqHvoZY1dqEfo_tMl7ShGNRuogffetWBrfj5KfpwOGltEjV8opJPBlSKSxcWjZ1d6o6cGsPnKTCWKxNOdVl5peqt2eSs4NgPZb7bs0EJvSjxGtvl8zw/s320/318183726_527520725942355_7403754231422419623_n.jpg" width="218" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span></span></span></p><!--more--><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span><p></p><h1 style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><b style="background-color: black;">My Life…</b></span></h1><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><blockquote><blockquote><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><b><i>I have no interest in luxury. I'm working hard to save money for my home for my child’s future...</i></b></span></blockquote></blockquote><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><span> </span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxpQODct_OXXF3z63kvtLqtq9ZPsWkplHM8JWbJoxFrm8gEykslXMuOG0eT4sp4aQ-u1nLgp_Q4JpW66Esbhvv6z2uEt6ZGQ67bXvkBGbPH0cLd_vBCHRCWoARYN1X5jGqN0zX_i_yXsl6cX4H64xgjfVnGe1zn2aY5iLTaQs_-a9Oy4ECbmMViSoOvQ/s1799/317917987_1311540069622635_4602317236025866034_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1799" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxpQODct_OXXF3z63kvtLqtq9ZPsWkplHM8JWbJoxFrm8gEykslXMuOG0eT4sp4aQ-u1nLgp_Q4JpW66Esbhvv6z2uEt6ZGQ67bXvkBGbPH0cLd_vBCHRCWoARYN1X5jGqN0zX_i_yXsl6cX4H64xgjfVnGe1zn2aY5iLTaQs_-a9Oy4ECbmMViSoOvQ/s320/317917987_1311540069622635_4602317236025866034_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /> The thing that changed the most after having a child was the way I looked at the world... I'm very responsive to incidents that involve children, and since I have a lot of laundry to do, I'm also worried about the weather forecast every day -laughs-. After everything, I came to think that I should acquire more common sense. After all, you probably won’t like it when your child asks you a question and you’re unable to answer it!</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">Everything started to be child-centered. Even now, I receive 300,000 yen for my living expenses from Ume-chan. I pay for rent, utilities, and food, and the rest is saved. I save what I earn because I know that kids will definitely cost a good portion of money from now on. When the time comes and my family needs a large amount of money, I want to be prepared so that I can give it without hesitation.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7fU9qNuK-UbGzsflPpyTC0rjRD8mH4KN9XBcvL2qwSX3lRvJfqXXhVUadKjzdekbuoEwWTL0wTOfhD4MKiBhuMjmTEPvv-g_pq6VBj8i6o7oRAz8Vkh-21K4Yo5dQ0OrM2-KqofKLF0z38zUI-6DiOHT2LdytlagCFcER2TluSwYZ9IqaVMfhA6i2lg/s1791/317945773_821727239052546_5556548772917271567_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1791" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7fU9qNuK-UbGzsflPpyTC0rjRD8mH4KN9XBcvL2qwSX3lRvJfqXXhVUadKjzdekbuoEwWTL0wTOfhD4MKiBhuMjmTEPvv-g_pq6VBj8i6o7oRAz8Vkh-21K4Yo5dQ0OrM2-KqofKLF0z38zUI-6DiOHT2LdytlagCFcER2TluSwYZ9IqaVMfhA6i2lg/s320/317945773_821727239052546_5556548772917271567_n.jpg" width="257" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br />Besides, I don't know how long I'll have work -bitter smile-. Originally, I didn’t seem to be interested in such luxuries. I don't want to go to a trendy restaurant, ride in a luxury foreign car, or make a fuss at a fancy party. Magazine work is glamorous as is, so if you go to the shooting sites, it's enough of a party!</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">I'm not really interested in brands. The most expensive purchase that I've ever made would be a Louis Vuitton carrying case. It cost about 300,000 yen, but I bought it because I thought it would last a lifetime. Honestly, though, I rarely buy really expensive things. However, I do want to buy a house -laughs-. I want to buy one while I'm young and so I’ll be able to enjoy it. I don't like the life of being chased by loans. When I save enough money to buy an apartment, I want to buy it with cash.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii7oH9QqSwLxKcSc1gVjXuYoFe0Te91boFXmndiQ3Xj8y1ta4yUM4zqfprOW88sS90ksu7svrVUlqZwxtlDGnA9L_-qygZ01Nz2Vdw0ZJuBQ8GvC_cV7uFJnPy9MBJPTM-kfpvHwXu-VWtqzeuSHMfToReLM4Jgvu6PecSJbmgmjhKhVy8hWPFwdCHDg/s1800/318096029_1305787843604980_8010564586897184362_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii7oH9QqSwLxKcSc1gVjXuYoFe0Te91boFXmndiQ3Xj8y1ta4yUM4zqfprOW88sS90ksu7svrVUlqZwxtlDGnA9L_-qygZ01Nz2Vdw0ZJuBQ8GvC_cV7uFJnPy9MBJPTM-kfpvHwXu-VWtqzeuSHMfToReLM4Jgvu6PecSJbmgmjhKhVy8hWPFwdCHDg/s320/318096029_1305787843604980_8010564586897184362_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9sHzmrbBjcm2dUVO7AhWQloJsqjiC2yIoMM6qYFwZDInnaZ53stklUesOIN74K5ynHR1pf7QPkSQPNqip2JugJx5oP0i1YDqYT0_r56vpExNaiTiksP_gnq3BJdoX9madY4ACFTgypa_4Stf6MNLkW2mBwQoQYbK9B_QU0r1VPFpiJUfoy1gow8JyzA/s320/318279009_1235375840521557_1753130710322290767_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br />I especially admire the places with large parks nearby… It's a distant dream…</span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">People often say, "You're young but you're strong, aren't you?"</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">Maybe that's because my mother was pretty natural. Ever since I was little, I've thought, "I have to do my best because my mother is lazy!" -laughs-. I can't imagine what my future self will be like, but I think I'm really happy right now. Even though I graduated from POP without thinking about the future, there are still many people who offer women wonderful jobs even after becoming housewives. There are still many fans who support me with warm words.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">When I found out I was pregnant, I was in a happy situation that I could never have imagined...</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">Thanks to the support of my family, I can always work happily like this. I honestly don’t know what’s coming next or what I can do from now on, but someday in the future, I want to do a job that makes many people feel happy.</span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">Please everyone, also work on also become fine adults as well one day…</span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc; font-family: courier;">-Tsubasa Masuwaka</span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-family: "Liberation Serif", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-family: "Liberation Serif", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; direction: ltr; font-family: "Liberation Serif", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p></div>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-91887625978183680292022-11-27T22:33:00.006-08:002022-11-27T22:34:32.220-08:00What I've Been Into Recently; Reiwa Fashion Frustrations, Magazine Purchases, and Tons of Other Nostalgia<p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I mentioned in my last post how I've been super sick. Honestly, I'm crazy bummed out because I really had wanted to do some fun things over the Thanksgiving holiday but I suppose there always is Christmas. I totally lost my voice and my family has me quarantined in my room and it's been about a week and a day (not COVID, they just really don't want to get THIS SICK and for THIS LONG) so I've just been binging J-Dramas since I've stayed to myself and can't physically talk.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Risa recommended "Tomorrow I'll be Somebody's Girlfriend" which I decided to check out. I love a good josei and went as far as binging the manga it's based off of too. It's very modern about rental girlfriends and the environment of nightlife work in Tokyo in the Reiwa era. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhflQTLg5SEHmv9MllDJqVCWdcA0B1bNTuriuWMARblbBe9IrlxvxMn0dknZqwEXBnqytb1zWF_Y-WGeNsAbKJce_hZmlI1F8T3BgajCa3d0W6Nep_RS1cZLyM0zPKzL87UB72USFPh9aI6saq7_pWVrl7bjwmpR_8RjH2y9QmjXJz19LbyF5V1aHVNrw/s788/1767001.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="512" data-original-width="788" height="208" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhflQTLg5SEHmv9MllDJqVCWdcA0B1bNTuriuWMARblbBe9IrlxvxMn0dknZqwEXBnqytb1zWF_Y-WGeNsAbKJce_hZmlI1F8T3BgajCa3d0W6Nep_RS1cZLyM0zPKzL87UB72USFPh9aI6saq7_pWVrl7bjwmpR_8RjH2y9QmjXJz19LbyF5V1aHVNrw/s320/1767001.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The usage of social media and the change in fashion from the point of someone who is still stuck loving Heisei gyaru really intrigued me. I feel like so much of things are based on men or being cute/pretty for the male gaze. So much of this drama frustrated me in that sense. I wanted the characters to value themselves more as women. Yes dating and needing love to "improve" yourself might have lead to confidence but I feel like love shouldn't be needed to find that type of confidence. I think that's really what frustrated me. I didn't hate this series but it certainly made me think about how vastly the mindset around being feminine and what for has changed and even how it has affected Reiwa Gyaru...</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Not that gyaru weren't conscious of dating and the male gaze but I also felt like gyaru dressed for themselves. It wasn't being cute or pretty for the sake of love. They already long were gals beforehand and wanted to be impressive to their friends. There's just something about gyaru that usually goes into two categories. You have fun and sexy and then you have sexy and glamorous..and then cute/fun/glamorous. In all, gals always wanted a look that made people's heads turn and go, "I want to get to know that girl. I want to be friends with her. I want to date her." without a gyaru even intending for that attention. There was that desire to be the best version of yourself without someone else needing to change it. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">However, I do feel like as gyaru date or settle down, they try to change into their partner's ideal type sometimes, and change their whole aesthetic when honestly, they should just be accepted as they were. If you started dating a gyaru, then you fell in love with a gal, and should remain to know you'll be doing so and support it if that is what makes your partner happy. As someone hilariously wise once said, "This ain't build a bitch workshop" and that applies here. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I feel like it's definitely affected how gyaru is now... </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I will say, the most recent Egg cover for winter 22/23 SUPER appeals to me. I actually love this cover but I'm wary about the contents inside of Egg because it's not the same magazine it used to be, I feel like the gals are being pushed into rapper/idol careers rather than actual charisma gals. I really wish they'd leave the music stuff to Avex and just collab with them/have the models make special appearances. I much rather see Kirei or Erika produce intricate clothing lines or see them in more makeup ads than "reality" TV shows and in cringe music videos. Let the gals be models. Let them slay Tokyo Girls Collection. Focus on pushing clothing/bring back brand loyalty so we can stop relying on Shein for dupes. -facepalms- Because I'd support boutique brands if they existed and didn't look and feel like they're coming from the same factories as AliExpress and Shein. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS7DaE5hbQ7C3hENWPA_14aF6sshUL7kgMq_OlcGZRqOPdi0fKgjv10dLOBFKS4T6VjPfdPkWBdY4pYdLYKS-2evDsEOMVhpLZelih8vnqeCZVc2bmntQQn281qXJsjzqTWMCY0cmaLjyVV1XBW7eQTOwY5tAbfiTb7dVd9KbpIR7DIo0WU3DQeKg2eA/s1596/316880077_1168497103767459_7060312683364999708_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1596" data-original-width="1284" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS7DaE5hbQ7C3hENWPA_14aF6sshUL7kgMq_OlcGZRqOPdi0fKgjv10dLOBFKS4T6VjPfdPkWBdY4pYdLYKS-2evDsEOMVhpLZelih8vnqeCZVc2bmntQQn281qXJsjzqTWMCY0cmaLjyVV1XBW7eQTOwY5tAbfiTb7dVd9KbpIR7DIo0WU3DQeKg2eA/s320/316880077_1168497103767459_7060312683364999708_n.jpg" width="257" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb_j0uRVsXmjTu4F3cEUOXMvVzmzOBdU8PG9IWoeYhfGoCyoCFiXLdypEPvK3-Om_H2BXDTNRtjO3VALqqyHu6WP8wY1z7vkWx925-_lFCAelrZOFNQlz9HNsVBY1-wtHJi7jclEN8WECXy25aXNAwZIYiOwWftDJPZWE6nsLpSkPPXpfg418Olwt1Cw/s1442/317081969_863862718130500_3090746520032698126_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1442" data-original-width="1284" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb_j0uRVsXmjTu4F3cEUOXMvVzmzOBdU8PG9IWoeYhfGoCyoCFiXLdypEPvK3-Om_H2BXDTNRtjO3VALqqyHu6WP8wY1z7vkWx925-_lFCAelrZOFNQlz9HNsVBY1-wtHJi7jclEN8WECXy25aXNAwZIYiOwWftDJPZWE6nsLpSkPPXpfg418Olwt1Cw/s320/317081969_863862718130500_3090746520032698126_n.jpg" width="285" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Regardless of that, I MIGHT purchase the Fall/Winer Egg issue just because the covers actually look fucking good this time and I haven't seen a worthwhile cover in a hot fucking minute. Scared about the insides though! </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, outside of that, I've been doing a lot of shopping. I call it "stress shopping" because I window shop a lot when I get stressed or upset. But honestly, the more I buy and have, the pickier I'm becoming with my purchases. I bought a few magazines that are coming in soonish. I'm really excited for them. I have one Ageha set that I'm really looking forward to finally owning. Though, another fixation for me right now is very early 2000 Popteen. When I mean early 2000, I mean 2000, 2001, 2002. Maybe a little 2003 but there's something insanely fun and unique about the super early 2000s Popteen issues. I really enjoyed the issue I bought recently with Hiroko Anzai on the cover, so I bought more. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I shared a picture of one of the issues I purchased on Instagram. It's a September 2001 issue, and people lost their fucking mind over the cover. It's such a fun, vibrant cover, and not what a lot of gaijin gyaru associate with Popteen. I'm kind of determined to change the mindset around Popteen. I know it had its himekaji era which a lot of the new kids or old-school enthusiasts don't deem as "gyaru enough" which is like...fighting words to me given how fucking icons were produced for that magazine during that time frame...but I get it. It's not for everyone, but there was an era before that himekaji boom that was more "in line" with what people saw as gyaru that I don't really see covered as much. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I very vaguely remember seeing bits and pieces of the last bits of the early 00s in Japanese media when I first moved to California. I don't know how to explain how in the fuck I did. Lots of Chinese markets that had Chinese versions of Popteen at one point (yes that was a thing)...before I was going to San Francisco on my own to hit up Kinokuniya in Japan Town, I was often visiting Chinese supermarkets with whole ass bookstores inside of the front of them. Oddly they'd have a ton of manga and fashion magazines that were from Japan, but translated into Chinese. If anything, that was my first exposure to gyaru magazines in a very weird way. It's not something I thought about until recently flipping through this old-ass Popteen and realizing that that time in my life wasn't a fever dream. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">A lot of fashion trends overlap between many countries but flipping through my one 2001 issue so far, I felt really nostalgic. I was a pre-teen in that era but some of these trends I vividly remember being big in the US as well and the trends that weren't, I'd see Japanese celebs wear in some of the dramas I used to watch or the clothes emulated in early 00s manga. You'd see bits and pieces. It's hard to explain. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Speaking of nostalgia and feeling old. someone uploaded a lot of old PopJapanTV episodes onto YouTube. I almost cried. Maybe I'm looking back at a lot of old media as a trauma response given all what's gone on, but man... Seeing these old episodes made me feel some type of way. Some people had the late-night VH1 music video countdowns, MTV's TRL... I had PopJapanTV. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I think the first J-Pop/Rock I got into was accidentally bands like Guitar Vader thanks to Jet Set Radio, Do as Infinity, and The Pillows thanks to FLCL/InuYasha back when I lived in Tennessee. I also unknowingly was getting into TM Revolution's old 90s discography around that time without much knowledge about his newer things (that would blow my mind later on thanks to PopJapanTV) and old Globe and Ayumi Hamasaki songs-which was crazy given how I had no idea how iconic Globe and Ayu really were. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Mind you, I had dial-up internet still, YouTube wasn't a thing yet, and so I couldn't just up and watch music videos or download music without it taking an entire day on one family computer that I shared with the rest of my family as a kid. It wasn't until I moved to California that I really got my first taste of that music thanks to PopJapanTV. I finally had faces to put with voices too as I started discovering Namie Amuro thanks to the manga Ayashi no Ceres mentioning her and figuring out that she too, was involved in InuYasha's soundtrack. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I remember as I turned 13, having to decide if I was watching Adult Swim on Saturday night or if I was watching PopJapanTV instead. It got to the point where the music videos were winning out. I rather watch the people who made the music for the endings and openings rather than the animes. It kind of lowkey changed my life. I still obviously liked anime and eventually had better internet and watched a lot of shit fansubbed. But before those times, music videos from different countries really intrigued me. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Watching as a 31 year old, it made me a little teary-eyed. The fashion in some of the episodes with the hosts is so fun and the music that is featured in the episodes so diverse. A lot of PopJapanTV was Sony-signed artists but man...so many of these groups and artists were iconic. Many are often featured in gyaru magazines that I've picked up since. I got into Crystal Kay, Chemistry, Sowelu, Zone, and Nami Tamaki thanks to that program. Eventually, I'd also come to watch NHK during the Christmas/New Year holidays and would be fixated on Kohaku Uta Gassen which would be like...a long-ass music show to ring in the New Year. I vividly remember hearing Koda Kumi belt, "Ai no Uta" in high school and finding out about Nakanomori Band through that program...and being excited seeing w-inds perform live. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, here's an episode of PopJapanTV featuring Crystal Kay if you want to feel old or even time travel a little bit if you're a youngin that wasn't able to participate in this fun little era of time. These episodes always left such a huge impression on me and live in my mind til this day, rent free. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="374" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/bRn_ECGsOCs" width="520" youtube-src-id="bRn_ECGsOCs"></iframe></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, that's all for today's post! 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Maybe? What's all been happening so far...<p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"> It's been long a while since I have updated here, and I doubt anyone really checks my blog here so much..or at least not to the extent of YouTube and TikTok. But hi, hello. I'm alive. I think I'm just desiring to somehow make content even on extremely low energy, So much has happened since I last updated this thing, so let me catch you up shall I? </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Almost a year ago, I successfully graduated from university. Surprisingly in the top fifteen percentile. I was so relieved to be finished with my studies given that I felt like I was taking so long. x_x I really shifted my entire lifestyle since then. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Starting in January, I worked on an extra certificate to add to my bachelor's degree while job hunting. My certificate took a month and a half but job hunting too me so much longer. I think it took me a good nine months of job hunting and living off of my savings. I was extremely blessed that I was able to float for those nine months and not be in dire straights. It definitely sent me into this huge spiral of depression for a bit as I applied to 60 different places with no bite. I wondered if I was a failure despite succeeding academically. I felt like nothing was going fast enough. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Took take my mind off of those negative feelings, I decided to throw my free time into social media when I wasn't job hunting. I was really shocked at how well my videos were rapidly doing. My YouTube was steadily growing and once I relaunched my TikTok with the theme of Gyaru Fashion History/J-Pop Culture content, my socials did better than they ever had. Not to the extent of other content creators but I was still very thankful and shocked. I have been making gyaru content since 2012, and nothing really took off until a year and a half ago once there was a rapid gyaru boom post-pandemic. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Of course, I expressed a lot of opinions that people disagreed with on everything from gyaru, the community, and perhaps even people-given how I noticed how it was taking a toll on gyaru as a whole. It certainly took a toll on the community to where I feel like...the community isn't really an actual community anymore? How can you be a community when you're so separated right? When there is no such thing as togetherness and a lot of people are too afraid to engage with others or integrate into the community. People who claim to be a community aren't and I refuse to be dictated and be told I'm not welcome in the so-called "community" by people who newly arrived in on the scene with their army of 13 year old TikTok fans just because they disagree with me on topics and because I'm friends with people they don't like.. It just seems all exhausting and I was really irritated by it all. New and old people alike are just fed up with that energy and a lot of us have definitely kept to ourselves and it is a bit melancholy. In a way, it's kept the peace but it's sad not seeing people become friends and exchanging ideas/inspo with each other out of being afraid over who you can and cannot trust in a bigger sense. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">I've certainly been less social since but it was peaceful given how chaotic things were on my end but a lot more happened that made me take a step back. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Unfortunately during the chaos, I had finally scored my first big girl job, but literally the day of my job offer, my mother who had been severely ill was instantly hospitalized. So for a good two to almost three months, I worked my job and on weekends was visiting her in the hospital. It was as physically exhausting to have to feel like I was two different people all the time. At my job, I couldn't be sad and had to remain present, which was probably for the best given that if I wasn't kept busy, I worried a lot. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">My birthday passed and it was the first time I didn't dress up or really celebrate. It was the first time I didn't hear from my mother at all on a birthday which made things really odd. My mom was a stay-at-home wife, so suddenly our house felt very empty. I often came back to a dark living room or left without anyone to say bye to. It was really hard to have that silence. Even when I had attended university and stayed in the dorms alone during COVID, I still checked in with my family occasionally and the environment didn't feel so grim.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">I tried to keep as optimistic as I could in my emotionally fatigued state and even tried to squeeze a few gyaru looks in where I could because I really just hadn't felt like myself in the longest time. Gyaru truly felt like a battle armor around that time and I tried to occupy myself as much as I could during my free time. It gives me strength to be able to try to look my best and focus on nice things like what I'm going to wear or makeup since I have to go out anyway. I rather not going out all the time looking like shit...</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">I had bought myself a few books to stay off of social media but my desire to be social eventually won over after a couple weeks. I made videos of things that made me happy. I made and shared short TikTok videos of mangas I enjoyed that I was re-reading to stay off of my phone more. Eventually, I wanted to buy gyaru-associated books. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">I was (and still am) on a bit of a re-kindled Tsubasa Masuwaka fix, and purchased a huge majority of her old published works. I found them incredibly interesting and tried to translate/use translation aids to help me read them. I decided that Tsubasaism especially was too neat to keep to myself and decided to tackle the huge challenge of translating it. The first thing I did was roughly translate the autobiography section that she wrote, scan the photosets to share (I busted out my old scanner and gotta twist myself under my damn desk to use it x_x) and then I continued on to edit the style advice section. I had never cleaned up pages before in my life nor had a translated like this. I tried to clean up the Japanese text and get the English text kind of close so the reading experience could be similar. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Back in the day, it used to be a huge dream of mine to not only become a writer but also work at a publishing company or help clean/edit manga for a company like Viz. Unfortunately, that never worked out but getting to do it as a hobby for the first time definitely has been a fun learning experience. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Unfortunately, the day before Halloween was the last time I saw my mother alive. The week after she passed away on November 6th at 10:30 am... It was really shocking because when I had first started visiting the hospital, she had been entirely unconscious and on a ventilator. However, a few weeks into visiting, I think a month later, she was off the ventilator, and was able to partially engage with us. She had been out for so long that she was bedridden and not able to move her muscles, use her voice/barely move her jaw but we were able to engage by talking and her mouthing/holding hands. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">The last day was really difficult for me because I thought she would have been fine. I visited her that day and had gone to a cafe to quickly eat and meet a friend from my college days. I hadn't socialized since August and it was the end of October and I was feeling extremely isolated. I had just been grinding at work, sleeping, translating, and not really doing anything for myself mentally outside of translating. I missed talking to people...</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"> My mom was getting better and I thought we were leaving in the evening, so I decided to spend one hour of that visit to quickly meet my friend and eat for a second since I hadn't ate all day. I really hate that I did that but I had no idea that day would have been the last day I would see her...she was doing so well/recovering. So I thought that there would be many other times to see each other or that if she did pass, it would be much later given she was making so much positive progress. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Unfortunately the next weekend after that visit with her and my friend, she passed on a visiting day very suddenly. She had been diagnosed with leukemia among also having some other complications that made things like chemotherapy extremely difficult. It's frustrating...she was only 55 and it's so young to just pass....I certainly thought I had more time with her.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">I'm glad I did get to engage with her for a few weeks outside of her being unconscious for that first month. I'm grateful I got to hold her hand and update her on my life. I'm glad I got to tell her that I found a job before she passed and that I was doing well because at least I know she passed without her having to still worry about me taking so long to accomplish things... </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">The morning of her passing, because the hospital is a two hour drive from me, we were late by an hour to see her alive. When I touched her in the hospital, she was still warm... </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">That next week I felt like I was on autopilot. I cried many times and as eldest, also had to keep myself together to make help funeral arrangements with my stepdad, and go to work still since my time off was being split between two weeks given that my mother's funeral was the week after her passing. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">I helped select the clothes and makeup for her funeral. The day of the funeral was really sad but aesthetically it was really beautiful. I chose this really pretty long-sleeved yellow dress that had floral print and layers that she had bought recently. I was really shocked at that purchase. I felt like me wearing Liz Lisa had kind of rubbed off on her recently because the dress she wore was kind of a more mature take on Liz Lisa. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Her dress matched all of the flowers that were a part of the funeral. It was unintentionally ironic that my stepdad and his family chose sunflowers. At the beginning of her hospitalization, the last huge gyaru look I did was a Liz Lisa dress with sunflowers. I had mentioned in my post how I wanted to wear things that represented cheerfulness, loyalty, peace, honesty, and longevity. I felt like this era for me is best represented with sunflowers and since they were laid with my mother, they have that much more of a sentimental meaning for me. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">I think we put her to rest in her last physical form in a really beautiful manner. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">As I write this, it's been almost two weeks since her funeral. I returned to work for a few days and was looking forward to having a longish break for the Thanksgiving holiday. However, I had to call out again from work because for a good week, I've been violently sick with everything but vomiting. I think this flu has been the sickest and the longest I've been sick ever. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">I'm not sure if it's from stress or just from cooties. Maybe both because everyone I know who I haven't seen in months have been sick with similar shit or are just now getting sick. Regardless, it's been miserable and I'm just now somewhat recovering. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">This sucks because we were going to try to do an okayish Thanksgiving since it was the first holiday without my mom and I wanted to try to squeeze in a look for my own mental health's sake since I'm kind of tired of always looking so ran down lately. But I guess life is like, LOL NOPE. So here I am trying to write a blog instead while I'm somewhat alive. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">So what does this all mean? What are my plans?</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">The translation project is somewhat on hiatus but I'm definitely continuing it when I'm less mentally and physically fatigued. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">I'm currently really longing for socialization. It's all been such an isolating experience and I'm so sick of being in my area. I've just been grinding at work and going to bed. I'm kind of tired of that routine but I'm also too mentally fatigued to take on anything that's too big of project given how fresh everything is. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">I really want to come back to both YouTube and TikTok properly and more consistently. I miss making videos. I miss talking about things that I'm passionate about and that make me happy. I've bought a lot of pretty things that I want to wear out but I've also purchased a lot of neat things that that I want to share. Lots of magazines and gyaru-related tech items. I'm really delving into print media again and hard and it's a lot of stuff that I haven't seen covered or really touched upon/hyped up so it would be an honor to be able to eventually be that person that could break down all of these neat things that I've been finding. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">I don't know when or even how, but I miss makeup tutorials. They take so much damn fucking time to do but they're so rewarding when they actually turn out nice. How I do my makeup has changed drastically since my last makeup tutorial. My skincare and everything has just entirely changed and I feel like my gyaru makeup has somewhat evolved from two years ago, and I'd like to share that eventually. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Currently, as I have mentioned, I've been grinding at work. I've quickly moved up ranks at my office due to being able to catch on quickly/show up a lot (other than recently due to physically and emotionally eating shit this month) but I have a few goals. I know I mentioned how before everything happened, I had really wanted to move to Japan. I was really bummed out when I wasn't able to just up and yeet across the ocean like I had planned. However, I'd like to believe that everything happens for a reason.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Had I left in September like I planned to, I would have never got to see my mother better for the short time she had been. She was hospitalized mid-August. If anything, I wouldn't have been able to board the plane knowing that. I would have had to ditch a job over there to head back home around this time for a funeral. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">So maybe God knew all of this and prevented it knowing all what was about to come. Hence why I landed the job I did for now. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Nothing is really binding me to where I live currently, but I do feel like I need to establish myself more and exist more here before I just up and decide to live a life away in another place for awhile. Plus, I kind of am afraid to entirely leave just in case I lose another person suddenly like this. Call it cautious trauma. I want to funnel my money into a place for myself or into a property for my remaining family so we actually have proper roots somewhere. I feel like it's needed just for a sense of security. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">However, I still do want to go to Japan to visit. So I think my goal for this next year is to save up to finally travel to Japan for two weeks. A part of it will even be a gyaru pilgrimage maybe..? I kind of want to go in August around the time of Summer Sonic...but that depends on the music lineup so I might base it around the firework festivals around that time instead if Summer Sonic is a bust in terms of the lineup. The original plan was A-Nation years ago but I don't know if that's even a thing post-COVID. Plus the lineup isn't as neat as it used to be. I'd go for Ayu but I could just go see an Ayu concert then without the trouble of a whole ass music festival. haha... </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">I've always wanted to go to yes, a few music concerts to see some acts that I know won't visit California, but I also want to a proper Matsuri. I'm not fond of cold weather either, and while I'd love to travel in March for sakura season, given that the border just recently opened, tourism will probably be more insane than usual around that time...and it's just too soon and I don't want to wait more than a year to go. So around the summer it is. Not June or July because piss rain during rainy season..lmfao but I'm not avoiding the potential typhoons so I don't know if I'm actually gonna properly win with choosing August, but god I hope so. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">SO..I think that's some of my bigger goals. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Smaller goals are to get through Christmas. I have half of my nice gifts for people all picked out. I just need to finish off my baby brother's gift and the other half of my coworkers gift. I have one part of it but not the bigger bit for them. Then I'm finished I think! I'm trying to make Christmas nice since these past few months have truly sucked. I feel like I want to end off 2022 on a nice note in hopes of 2023 being gentler on us all..</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">Anyway, I hope you all have been well. Hopefully, I can update here more maybe? Possibly? I know blogs aren't as popular as they used to be. I'll try to go back to making videos soonish when I feel less like crap x_x</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhumYDstMVFppSEYcq4tz5TkveciK63ZpgOhxxmXIFrra3sDYYyeloOSuIoQ7Y-v_OKtlvFYcdi4kMG6fFRv3PmJxoX2DILIoORBUNCjaKL_PXFmst0ID5N5pJRYp4VuyOjQZ7I-Nfxck8ya-fOTkmWi_tfBZDevSrYZlIjO06VwE9EeYCFdN_vzMOPQg/s480/Darla_Signature.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="480" height="164" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhumYDstMVFppSEYcq4tz5TkveciK63ZpgOhxxmXIFrra3sDYYyeloOSuIoQ7Y-v_OKtlvFYcdi4kMG6fFRv3PmJxoX2DILIoORBUNCjaKL_PXFmst0ID5N5pJRYp4VuyOjQZ7I-Nfxck8ya-fOTkmWi_tfBZDevSrYZlIjO06VwE9EeYCFdN_vzMOPQg/s320/Darla_Signature.gif" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><p><br /></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-22647773979798045492021-11-04T22:33:00.025-07:002021-11-05T07:00:06.370-07:00The Backlog from Actual Hell Part 1: Summertime Blues Baby.. Fashion + Life Shit + Finally Becoming the Bitch Everyone's Rumored Me to Be<p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I hardly ever update this blog anymore but some of you said that you enjoy reading here, so why not? Especially since I'm taking a break from YouTube and other fuckery for a little bit, I can place some of my focus here. Most of the time I don't update because I'm hunched over a laptop grinding out essays for classes and by the time I'm finished with that, my wrists hurt. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, on to the backlog. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoAIXLZ8UvRI-in07gkw6JYc6YiyB1h2U3QHMrsprCE-q8xVexemPBmiLyRGJeiwFPz4vPWzCmtjiMDU18cTBVE2qpqvE5aC4lhRZtxV1hUZt7cb_9qlPLYGuDn-58dYGr2Vx_5FQDWT-X/s960/229225628_4341096172619954_3798811320120169824_n.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="960" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoAIXLZ8UvRI-in07gkw6JYc6YiyB1h2U3QHMrsprCE-q8xVexemPBmiLyRGJeiwFPz4vPWzCmtjiMDU18cTBVE2qpqvE5aC4lhRZtxV1hUZt7cb_9qlPLYGuDn-58dYGr2Vx_5FQDWT-X/s320/229225628_4341096172619954_3798811320120169824_n.jpeg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />In July I had decided to finally get some dental work done now that I'm finally vaccinated. I just had a couple of fillings that I didn't get to the last visit. I thought it was worse than what it actually was..haha.. Thank god. I'm super excited to work a proper career that's stable so I can take better care of myself in the future... -sobs- Doing stuff without insurance in this country is insane. My next goal sometime this or next month is to update my glasses prescription. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, I vlogged my trip to the dentist since I was finally getting out of the house. It had been awhile since I had taken public transportation and it felt a bit surreal heading to the South Bay on it. I used to do so all the time in my teens and early twenties but I'm more apt to be up in San Francisco rather than the San Jose area nowadays. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">For my look, I kept it simple because well...it's the dentist? haha.. I wore some SPR out that was actually super comfortable. Though I was dying towards the end walking through parking lots. I forget that black and layers suuuuper attracts heat. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I wore a smaller diameter contact lens and just did a basic smoky eye. Not gyaru at all. Just J-Fashion-based. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I had to stall around at a mall for a little bit as shown in the vlog I did. I had gone a bit feral with the in-person shopping. It had been a while since I had looked at stuff in person and I found a couple of different shops that piqued my interest. Which is strange! I haven't been interested in stuff like this outside of importing in a minute. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I restocked some of the makeup items I was running low on. I had to change my setting powder up because I think the one I used got discontinued. x_x dang. I also bought my first Fenty item. I got one of the Killawatt highlighters in How Many Carats which is suuuper pretty but not good on a power base. And I *always* powder my foundation thanks to combo skin so dang.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">There's another makeup store that was in the mall that I also tried out and they had a couple of JCat items in there. I bought a liquid highlight in a good silver and another brand's liquid eye shadows to see if they can dupe Stila's. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglUBVzZaduFhK-Gy1RkPWyUaFaz7D2svZidaN-SDqjqsUzFWcNQmGV9M32lVrvwbl4iLf5FktS3_BOmp-DnpIBlIvSqHIMXXEn3hv3FTqjg_cLdQyweGQGQOq-XPRsr34-5iULeQ32QLg_/s960/228713884_4341785682551003_795602267120106974_n.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglUBVzZaduFhK-Gy1RkPWyUaFaz7D2svZidaN-SDqjqsUzFWcNQmGV9M32lVrvwbl4iLf5FktS3_BOmp-DnpIBlIvSqHIMXXEn3hv3FTqjg_cLdQyweGQGQOq-XPRsr34-5iULeQ32QLg_/s320/228713884_4341785682551003_795602267120106974_n.jpeg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />I also hit up a couple of clothing stores because the front window's outfits looked super appealing. If you live in the the US, there is a store branch called "Q" that has a ton of really cute gyaru-able clothing. Another gyaru blogger, Amii.iman also checked out the store and covered it on her blog when she vacationed in Southern California and we both shared the same sentiments, 'This shit looks like d.i.a'. And indeed, some of the items really do look like their brand in a sense and it really made me excited about new clothing for the first time in a little while honestly. The items reminded me of the early 00s when I'd shop at two clothing brands called Basic and Rave. I super recommend it. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Another thing I noticed at the mall was there were a lot of kids dressed alternatively. This was so wild for me because I am so used to being overdressed or just not feeling safe when I go out to normal places. I actually for once, felt extremely reassured and that's something I haven't felt going on in the things I dress in the longest of time. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It definitely made me happy and then another part me was like, "man..we crawled so ya'll could fly". Forreal, the amount of shit I got two years ago when I dressed the way I did was insane. Now it's suddenly cool and I'm still feeling whiplash over that shit. I'm happy that things are becoming more acceptable and that perhaps it's becoming safer finally to go out and be different? It will never ever fully be safe but I always like to think there's a strength in numbers that just feels a lot more reassuring than attempting things alone. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">A few weeks later I also did a look with one of the items that I bought from Q. It was another dentist day. I was kinda worried about wearing make up the way I did to the dentist and man...I really thought I was going to look crazy after I got out the chair but thankfully Urban Decay All Nighter setting spray did not do me dirty. All I had to do was touch up a little when I got home. Due to that, I filmed a couple of YouTube videos and InstaReels. It's funny how eyelashes and a deeper color of lip can change an entire fucking look up. I feel like my face is instantly feminized when I throw in lashes. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">After all of the dentist stuff, while it was still warm in July, I ended up doing a rendition of what I like to call "new wave old school". This is actually a really important discussion but let me get into the look first. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFdnfORDN6i7luoxLw2fqCzuZo_FIcej4_lrZvtx8rgdr_Il0rnGv85IgBc8LeM__Qb8oTze4fyMuagRRzyXXIDeIPRvB8Ya4GwA8iZ0N66xlN8TFxHGcF7QjAq5_GlUHfHrV3XUsf6tn9/s960/218647271_4289468251116080_4641751732437500733_n.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFdnfORDN6i7luoxLw2fqCzuZo_FIcej4_lrZvtx8rgdr_Il0rnGv85IgBc8LeM__Qb8oTze4fyMuagRRzyXXIDeIPRvB8Ya4GwA8iZ0N66xlN8TFxHGcF7QjAq5_GlUHfHrV3XUsf6tn9/s320/218647271_4289468251116080_4641751732437500733_n.jpeg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />I've always had a love/hate relationship with Alba Rosa as a brand. Why? Because it's overhyped. There are so many other old school brands out there if people actually did their research. But nobody does and due to that, Alba is hyped up and thus overpriced due to the novelty status of owning it. Which is unfortunate because there are a couple of Alba items that I do enjoy. However, I also enjoy other brands as well and have recently purchased some "indie" brands that are equally as cool and are old school so I'm glad that I'm not entirely docking myself from enjoying what old school is. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Its done so much that I grew to hate it because I saw nothing else. It didn't feel original anymore, However, I grew to like it again once the hype kind of died down. Call me a sell-out but I've always had fond memories of the early and mid-00s and late 90s. I don't hate it. I just saw it too much and for a while, the whole oredeal with treated like a TikTok micro-trend. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Another reason I never did old school before was due to the aesthetic. I don't tan. I literally just turn lobster and can not be bothered to always change up my foundation shade. Especially when I swear my Nars and really haven't found a foundation I like outside of a Nars. That's a lot of money to always be changing up your shade range. So I was always worried that if I wore the designs I enjoyed but in a not typical old school way, people would be mean about it.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">And then it occurred to be by last December, that none of that should even matter. I should place my own spin on old school because it is only done *one way* usually. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">So by July, I was actually really excited to experiment and come up with a fun rendition of old-school gyaru fashion. A lot of the pieces I've collected are really crazy colors which I really enjoy because it gives me an excuse to go all out with fun colors for eye shadow. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">For my look, because I couldn't tan, I focused on two aspects. Sparkling highlights/bling and bright colors. I wanted to slightly base it on early 2000s celebrity culture back when everyone tried the beach look at least once, at that includes in the West and not just limited to Japan. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">For my eye makeup, I decided that instead of throwing on a white base, that I would throw on a blue base. Frosty blues were such a vibe in the late 90s and early 2000s. Because I'm so pale, anything pure white has a hard time showing up, so I needed something with an undertone. Blue shows up decently on me and there was blue in my Alba dress. Instead of the typical gyaru eye makeup that is associated with old school, I decided to keep my eye makeup the way I would usually do it. I wasn't focusing on tanning or harsh contours so anything with a lot of eyeliner or crazy droops would have been just that. It would have looked crazy. Instead, I took inspiration from an Ayumi Hamasaki video. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">In Kanariya, she has bling all over her. I placed bling around my eyes as a nod to that. I felt like it was a really glamorous gyaru touch that I undoubtedly recall seeing in videos from that era of time, even on gyaru. It definitely made a resurgence again in 2007 because Tsubasa was rocking bling around her eyes and face also in Popteen where I was reminded that people would do that. It's been one of my favorite additives to my looks lately. It's such a fun little detail. For eyelashes, the more spider-looking, I felt like the better. I tried a new set of bottom lashes that have immediately become my favorite and I regret not buying more packs of them because now they're almost impossible to find. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">For my cheeks and lips, I focused on warm tone colors to align the fact that my dress had red and orange in it. I applied an orange Canmake blush and a lip color from Flower Knows that is extra glossy. I added the Holika Holika lip plumper ontop so it made my lips freaking huge in pics. Shit works. Highly recommend. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">For my hair, I just straightened it and added a bumpit in for volume. I was really shocked how popular my hair was with people given it's not in the best state but I do feel like the bumpit gave it a nod to the retro-vibes that were also big in the 2000s. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNI46FxJIvKl0Ci9VHmqyKzwzBXISnNcy3tbfqhlY1dGc3nm7OSc187UBFfHN2keScnzFaJmYPNqiK7A-S9oOwekIMogIKd5whDYlS0ihpQhNEfS2-niNre4q1InAQlzEMOmafUHuQQNpR/s960/217224252_4289468221116083_8649715157159850369_n.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="806" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNI46FxJIvKl0Ci9VHmqyKzwzBXISnNcy3tbfqhlY1dGc3nm7OSc187UBFfHN2keScnzFaJmYPNqiK7A-S9oOwekIMogIKd5whDYlS0ihpQhNEfS2-niNre4q1InAQlzEMOmafUHuQQNpR/s320/217224252_4289468221116083_8649715157159850369_n.jpeg" width="269" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />For my outfit, it's quite simple. The bag is a literal vintage Cocolulu beach bag that I somehow scored for 2 bucks. The bamboo handles truly sold it for me and the fact that I have two other tops in green/blue also justified it. I love how it matches the green and blue in my Alba Rosa dress. Truly, it brought out such a neat detail that kind of contrasts the otherwise, warm tones of the dress. I added a monogram necklace that has my name on it (which is custom because nothing ever has my name on it) and it had palm leaves and hibiscuses. I have matching gold hibiscus earrings also in but you can hardly see them sadly. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I loved how the Alba dress has a ton of their slogans on it in white as well. In all, it's just an extra AF dress. I'm pretty thick so it was a bodycon on me but I'm not about that. It is what it is. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The shoes are from FashionNova. I got them in 2020 back when all hell broke loose with lockdown. I saw em and hated the clear bits but in terms of height and design, it was as close as I was ever fucking getting to a proper wooden platform. These cork even which is ughhh but like I said, you take what you can get. I would sacrifice my first child for proper wooden platforms to come back in. Ya'll use the Demonias for the winter but I was a strappy wooden platform designed right for my summers pls. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">When I did this look, it was actually to prove a point. That gyaru doesn't have to be linear as long as you are still incorporating elements of the fashion and following the basic rules that are distinctive to the fashion. Cohesion is really important and most fashion even outside of gyaru is inspired by or nodding to something else. That's exactly what I did and placed a lot of thought and love into coordinating the whole fit from the outfit down to the hair. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It was also proof that you didn't necessarily need to tan in order to enjoy this sort of style. Trust me, I used to be self-conscious about that too and thought that I needed to fit into a mold in order for me to be "allowed" to enjoy the design I liked. However, I realized that was nonsense. You can be a fan and not abide by such a linear road when it comes to the fashion. Gyaru is changing and evolving, and while I'm not necessarily appealed by some of the direction it has taken in the past few years, I think there's nothing wrong with making what's old new again but in a way that is inclusive for everyone. I think different ways of doing things are interesting just as long as the base is down. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">My make-up felt modern but yet, it still nodded to the old by being blue undertoned with bling. The lash placement was different but was still undeniably gyaru. The wave pattern reminded me of the 60s and 70s so I made my hair have a slight nod to that intention. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I think the problem with a lot of new era fashion or gyaru fashion coming out today is the lack of thought placed into coordination. Why do you place the things together that you do? Where is your inspiration coming from? What textures and colors are you playing with? What is the focal point of the outfit?</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">A lot of times in street snaps, a lot of the people featured would be asked, what is your fashion point today? I have even been asked this question at J-Fashion shows I've participated in and I've always had ready a key item or a key theme/concept. I think that's incredibly important when it comes to cohesion. It's the issue with microtrends. It's a trend and most people don't really think about why it's a trend or why it aligns with them. They do it because everyone else does it. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It's the whole reason I didn't join in on the old-school hype back when it thrived. It was a gyaru community microtrend that would come and go. You could tell you really did align with that style and who was following based on the love and effort placed into an outfit. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">At the end of the day, you have to do what's best for you, and what aligns with you. For me? That means having fun with fashion because I enjoy all of it. Nothing is particularly a phase or a trend for me. I dress according to mood or inspiration. I attempt to make whatever I'm wearing my own in some way or another. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuWmW1yxUjYOZV-26o1hLZO7rqEwRqrNgM1Ungx8d-vhDGSau-oDS9mYWvFB6Cxihf8RNkAKAlXoC8zOJvrSm9pMwDmpOgj8u91oqYFm6MEmfWYjAn1y8E24so-zr09gzuruFtU9jZ772F/s960/230617923_4353904684672436_4212066464653725728_n.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuWmW1yxUjYOZV-26o1hLZO7rqEwRqrNgM1Ungx8d-vhDGSau-oDS9mYWvFB6Cxihf8RNkAKAlXoC8zOJvrSm9pMwDmpOgj8u91oqYFm6MEmfWYjAn1y8E24so-zr09gzuruFtU9jZ772F/s320/230617923_4353904684672436_4212066464653725728_n.jpeg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /><br />I took a quick trip with friends out to Sacramento, which felt bizarre given that the last time I was there, it was when I was dorming at the university. It was weird being in a place that I used to live at but not live there anymore. I had gotten in such a routine of my friends being able to conveniently drop me off on the way dropping off another friend but now they have to take a stupid loop to my place and back again..which..ugh sucks. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">We just quickly had dinner and caught up on things since we hadn't seen each other in over a year. I threw on such a fucking quick outfit given I didn't know I was going out until the last minute. </span></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDzq7bkKzGBb40x_pIpMlsy-WvdwpSJ_DHJFOH8uPWUGT1XRqZCeYfBCh4QaTJKS7alPsG03xnOjX37oAFvKEYfOMf7XBdk2UyaEhPMkfPlhJwa4yF5N3bP5YQymKqOxAHyIpMHrtVDmfL/s960/230694825_4353904658005772_6860792488330363057_n.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="952" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDzq7bkKzGBb40x_pIpMlsy-WvdwpSJ_DHJFOH8uPWUGT1XRqZCeYfBCh4QaTJKS7alPsG03xnOjX37oAFvKEYfOMf7XBdk2UyaEhPMkfPlhJwa4yF5N3bP5YQymKqOxAHyIpMHrtVDmfL/s320/230694825_4353904658005772_6860792488330363057_n.jpeg" width="317" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The theme was pink and 2005/2006. So everything I'm wearing is based on that era of time. The top is super old LL. This era of LL has literally turned me into an LL snob because now all I want is really old LL that occurred before the floral print took over the brand exclusively. The skirt is just one of those trended pleated jean skirts that I felt worked super well with top. The belt is the infamous Ma*rs chain belt like the diamante bling. It spices up every outfit I throw it with. You'd have to pry this belt from my old dead hands. I love this item. For shoes I could have gone with the JD clear pink mules but I wanted to be comfortable so I just decided to go with blinged-out pink Juicy Couture slides that are just as era-appropriate. I added a gold Chrome Hearts necklaces and wore my polkadot bling pink SV chain clutchbag because it matched pretty well. <br /><br /></span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I hate my hair in these pics but my flat iron broke and my hair needed relayering (which I did the day after because I was so annoyed) so...we're just gonna ignore that. I don't think my 30 minute makeup job was too bad. Given the fact that 2006 makeup is pretty simple, my time constraint forced me to simple and thus, it's actually kind of fucking accurate. God bless. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgFWqDzH5q-GR1RG0WJzwDeqS15Yy4kB7UZNItkKCY4kuWgMIGABzst8FdE9gM8ESs3PPbNJNs9xgK_Ktzw5Fulx4mq0Ycdlmh7A_Z_cvmlTNUw1KLgbUUGggzc-nmiDoV-7LtWkcU0yuk/s960/240180213_4401018616627709_5171455391026759832_n.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgFWqDzH5q-GR1RG0WJzwDeqS15Yy4kB7UZNItkKCY4kuWgMIGABzst8FdE9gM8ESs3PPbNJNs9xgK_Ktzw5Fulx4mq0Ycdlmh7A_Z_cvmlTNUw1KLgbUUGggzc-nmiDoV-7LtWkcU0yuk/s320/240180213_4401018616627709_5171455391026759832_n.jpeg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />This I guess is a good point to transition into my San Francisco Adventure with Ichigo. This is a hard one because originally I vlogged this trip but with my YouTube currently being down, I don't have much to show for it. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Ichigo and I habitually try to match or align our outfits when we hang out. It's really fun to do and I always feel like we're a very cohesive team when they do that. I feel like our theme for that day was red x black. I decided to finally bust out one of my favorite rokku pieces currently. I wasn't sure if San Francisco was going to be cold that day but took the risk with wearing long sleeves. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">This is an old school SPR piece that I loooove. It's such a cute piece. TRLL also makes similar prints and silhouettes in some of their onepieces but minus the studs and shit. I am a bitch for plaid and this screamed my name when I saw it for a reasonable price. Plus SPR comes in sizes which is also stupidly helpful. For this look, I decided to do half-up twintails inspired by Pikarin or as some could say, Misa Amane in weeb world, however, instead of leaving them straight I decided to curl them to give the outfit a cuter look given that the dress has lace and all. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk9RWFKeNsazCfZuyXL3Aj3bWsqBCObU-yTC_lfBYbbTtUiFFls_Alw95VQXnnLnfTfNU05qjFgQ_TzThwWaLDPq_rzCNNPQr3DKmU37lIE25lPpj9k3dPjgFWBnZ0lHyWuWTNXJ7Wvzwh/s960/239838264_4402740243122213_3578094801829322421_n.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk9RWFKeNsazCfZuyXL3Aj3bWsqBCObU-yTC_lfBYbbTtUiFFls_Alw95VQXnnLnfTfNU05qjFgQ_TzThwWaLDPq_rzCNNPQr3DKmU37lIE25lPpj9k3dPjgFWBnZ0lHyWuWTNXJ7Wvzwh/s320/239838264_4402740243122213_3578094801829322421_n.jpeg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />I added some Chrome Hearts accessories such as a necklace and bracelet because the buttons on the dress also have Chrome Hearts-inspired details. My shoes are my typical rokku platform sneakers that I even bust out for concerts because they can take a beating and I'm short, so a platform is helpful. My bag is that one bag I bought that I've actually been exclusively carrying lately as I've been doing rokku stuff a lot. I added a foxtail to it just as a neat little detail. People used to do shit like that all the time and I kept my old one. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Ichigo and I mostly hung out in Japan Town that day. I had not been to the city since pre-pandemic back when Acme did a tour stop in San Francisco. Ironically I also wore black x red rokku wear then too so I'm just going to conclude that when I'm in the city that rokku is the fucking default look. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">A lot of businesses sadly have closed down given the lack of business during the pandemic and the fact that rent here is insanely high. Our favorite PuriKura place closed back in December of 2020 and it broke my heart walking past the closed boarded-up doors of one of my favorite hang-out spots. There are a lot of empty storefronts where arcades, food places, and stores used to me. There's one side of the mall that is crazily cleared out. My go-to Okonomiyaki place was gone on that side, an old long-running restaurant up the incline was gone, the clothing store next to Kuishinbo is vacant, and the big storefront across the Okonomiyaki place is gone, and Ichibankan long went out of business. In all, it looked like a dead zone if it hadn't been for Daiso downstairs and Uji Time's popularity on the lower floor. I'm really hoping that new family businesses or innovative places can occupy those spaces in the future because it truly is such a fun mall. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Ichigo and I tried out a pretty famous ramen spot and I felt pretty good after out meal. Ramen typically makes me feel like shit but this place portioned it so nicely that I didn't feel awful at all. I wasn't so full that I was sick nor was a hungry until way later on in the day after I had walked a ton. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">We went on a hunt for Dollywink eyeliner and recently, that shit's been the black market. I think we had gone three different stores in San Francisco and couldn't find shit. The slot for it was there but it was empty as heck. Ichigo later on in a different city tried to get the goods only for it to be out of stock even at the huge grocery store in San Jose. It has truly been a struggle and it's definitely affected how the heck I've been doing my eye makeup lately. Most pens here in the US are expensive or felt tip and just too thick for what I want to do. Other eyeliners are kind of watery but at least they're brush tip. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">In all, lately, I've just been frustratingly wearing lopsided eye makeup because I'm not used to fucking with different eyeliner that isn't nearly as precise as what I am used to using. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Before we left, I paid my friend Mari a visit at the video store she worked at. I thought that now would be the time to spend money on local legacy business given the climate of shit right now. They had some reasonably priced Sailor Moon Q-Poskets. Ichigo got Michiru and I got Haruka. <3 I was so nice seeing Mari after so long. It felt relieving seeing someone and something familiar when so much change has taken place. It was truly comforting. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">We also traveled to a separate mall near my old university and omg, it's like a new Japan Town. There were so many businesses there that either are in Japan Town or are Japanese if not Korean. They're adding in a Kura soon even. They had the Maiko Matcha Place, Uniqlo, Miniso (which isn't Japanese despite it's logo but you get my point), a couple of Japanese and Korean beauty stores, 85C is there, Tetsu for Japanese Cheesecake (one of which I got to take home since I've never tried them before). </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">To close off our trip, we made a boba run at PurpleKow which is actually my favorite boba spot in the Bay Area. Their boba tastes super fresh and the tea is very decent. I haven't had it in years and I was literally yodeling at the first sip of milk tea and boba because ahhh..I really do miss things like this and it's such a rarity to enjoy it because I don't live close by. haha.. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Afterward, both Ichigo and I became very busy and we haven't made plans to hang out since. School kicked off for both of us and we are having our asses kicked by our workload. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It's by final semester before I graduate and I am just..swamped with things to do among some other personal life shit which really sucks and I can't really disclose it all here. I'm really anxious but excited about the future. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I've been placing my focus mainly on schooling and networking lately rather than on gyaru fashion. I did make time over the weekend of my birthday because I do miss getting to dress up and do fun things. I also treated myself insanely well for my 30th birthday because it feels like a milestone to be here at this point in time. It's taken me a while to build myself up and accomplish things but I'm glad that I am making progress finally. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7vOIrBQ6L7yzwLsm0A0AiXEf5JnGlmmTp9BrZWWcB4xJAd8WDL6EOQ1u6OUtdUy-JnI0TPmuzrpHXy3KULWsTE-7EP_ilXE_T4Kqdg_FGRxQY6CvpnsHMOOAUrUYVbcx47lWvGeMqwVhy/s960/242740590_4503773179685585_6954420979211660785_n.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7vOIrBQ6L7yzwLsm0A0AiXEf5JnGlmmTp9BrZWWcB4xJAd8WDL6EOQ1u6OUtdUy-JnI0TPmuzrpHXy3KULWsTE-7EP_ilXE_T4Kqdg_FGRxQY6CvpnsHMOOAUrUYVbcx47lWvGeMqwVhy/s320/242740590_4503773179685585_6954420979211660785_n.jpeg" width="256" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9;">My two looks were really fun. The first one was a very romantic boho-style Liz Lisa look that got lots of sweet compliments. My theme was "transitioning from summer into fall" through warm-toned colors and creams. I think the stand-out feature was the way I've really made my under-eye highlight look super wet underneath (inspired by Tsubasa who used to do that), the dual-toned lip color, and of course, my mermaid waved hair that truly made me feel like a Popteen model. </span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The second look was an all-off brand look (to prove a point that yes, you can, if you're creative enough and know what you're aiming for). I was kind of inspired by Sayo Hayakawa from Ageha. I can't say this is a full agejo look but it felt like an Ageha-kei type of look. The dress is a Macy's halter dress from the 2000s that I added a GI brooch onto the bust area to make it *feel* more Ageha-esque. I originally bought the dress to match my Louis Vuitton x Takashi Murakami shoes that I bought myself as a Christmas present. The brown super matched still and the pink the middle feels like a nod towards the cherry blossom print on the shoes. The brooch also is silver in the middle and the shoes have croc-skin silver detailing and bling. I added a Vivienne orb pearl choker in a pink and silver colorway that I find maybe was the lacking part of this outfit other than my hair. I wish I had one of those long blingy Ageha-style necklaces that went in between the titties because the dress' neckline was low enough to be able to wear one of those nicely. I added a Hermes-style scarf as a headband to the look because I felt like my hair needed something. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPFTtAggzuUgHW-p9fCYktG1NVkIEfABqfarSubzFAUBjpksjPwLTQkbk9Gda__-UV3hhypk9R9A9xfE9ihZI4zJUmz5C4a2ECpQMDisdVQIANU4yemVs8oPEPX3RLGlnwUVkyOaJs16Er/s940/242895993_4506373802758856_1694938680687095508_n.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="940" data-original-width="915" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPFTtAggzuUgHW-p9fCYktG1NVkIEfABqfarSubzFAUBjpksjPwLTQkbk9Gda__-UV3hhypk9R9A9xfE9ihZI4zJUmz5C4a2ECpQMDisdVQIANU4yemVs8oPEPX3RLGlnwUVkyOaJs16Er/s320/242895993_4506373802758856_1694938680687095508_n.jpeg" width="311" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />I was SUPPOSED to curl my hair but I was so burnt out from the day before's look that I opted to do my hair straight because fuck it. I made up for it by doing the hair I wanted to do recently for my Halloween look. So if I do this again, I totally know what hair I am doing and my plan for it worked out. Most of the time when my hair turns out how like I envisioned it or if it's just cool looking hair-it's totally by accident. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">For my birthday I bought myself a new phone while my trade-in value for my old phone made sense. I'm trying to possibly move countries in the future and felt like it would be good to have a stable unlocked phone. I invested in the iPhone 13 Pro Max. It's actually my first time having a phone on a release date and also my first time having a Max version of a phone. I read a lot on my phone (a lot of school textbooks digitally lately) so the big screen size is very forgiving on my eyes. It also helps me have more space for editing pictures or just generally editing InstaReels or whatever else. I also exclusively film my YouTube videos on my phone so it's nice to have a big screen in order to fully see what is going on as I film. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I also did a huge fucking brand order. I wanted to do a YouTube video on my haul but I feel like any time I do a haul people talk shit or think it's pretentious even though I feel like hauls are fun and I enjoy seeing what people get. I got a really diverse set of clothing this round and my last haul for a very long time because I am now focused on other things. Like school and wanting to get my own place etc etc. so I won't be doing clothing hauls for a very long time. I actually knew that this was coming up in the future for me, so I went a bit crazy knowing that things would be a little tight budget-wise in the future. And given how the resell climate is right now, I really wanted to buy some dream pieces just in case they would be inflated a fuck ton or rare to find entirely by the time I came back into the buying game. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I also bought the most recent Egg magazine. I think I've told you guys that even though I don't personally like the new style of Egg mag, I still like to keep informed. I almost didn't buy it but Airi convinced me to. So my condition was, if I can find one signed by one of the cover models, I would buy it. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I lucked out and I bought a couple of signed things once I realized how to find signed things. haha.. I got the newest Egg magazine signed by Kirei (Kiiripu) who is one of my favorite Egg models of the new bunch. I'm also a huge fan recent of Eripi who I am convinced is going to carry this fucking magazine in the future. I love her make-up style and just..she's really on point most of the time. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I also SOMEHOW managed to score some Tsubasa Masuwaka posters from when she models for a compilation album called 'Love Nation'. Funnily enough, there used to be video of the photoshoot that my posters were from. I wonder if I can still find that video. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I bought one poster because it super girly and pink. However, I found a signed one right afterward and NEEDED IT because jfc...It was Tsubasa Masuwaka's signature. I don't even care how. It just looks look on my wall next to my collection other signed things. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">So in that regard, my haul was really fun. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKFhjwxUA4__QYbA0fVWCz89HCeBO09ZD9zF6aicQFoLqqUKYo0s2OEgo6wBkcpr30eqY52LB7zRwF_I31nxU-SgO2KBzvhyphenhyphenPzlTjgACNMiBiMVsh_R9TKTdTDo8_9K3M7k7M0fJn5fSAQ/s2048/253061494_2073059169518523_4954235817220671843_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKFhjwxUA4__QYbA0fVWCz89HCeBO09ZD9zF6aicQFoLqqUKYo0s2OEgo6wBkcpr30eqY52LB7zRwF_I31nxU-SgO2KBzvhyphenhyphenPzlTjgACNMiBiMVsh_R9TKTdTDo8_9K3M7k7M0fJn5fSAQ/s320/253061494_2073059169518523_4954235817220671843_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /><span style="background-color: black;">Lately, I've been working on my desk space because I am here working a lot now. I had a bad habit of working where I slept when it came to remote schooling and work. So this last semester, I decided that I needed to separate where I worked from where I slept. I worked on making a really cute mini-office space inspired by a lot of the kawaii desk setups I've seen on Instagram and TikTok. I will say that having a cute space has inspired me a lot and has made me more productive in this area. I have lights, a phone stand so I can multi-task between the laptop and phone, a humidifier (mainly because my mother smokes too much and I hate it and am trying to combat it), I have cherry blossom flowers with light...and in all just a lot of colored lights. I have a lot of signed stuff up on the wall above me (tho it's not all of my signed stuff actually. It's spread throughout the room). It's a really comforting space to work currently and I am enjoying it. </span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5OFBMq92omL5C-I5hbyNPez5Mgt0aBg794SSmqroLy9W7OYtztn3KTDG4c_UrsJJcMTvr4uGxgrovOl9KuhhXnqHMOxEf3R1_u4pPE7u0TYBRhPj87bSjsqfLIuDq9m3-avroltAOmxrH/s161/irritated10.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="122" data-original-width="161" height="122" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5OFBMq92omL5C-I5hbyNPez5Mgt0aBg794SSmqroLy9W7OYtztn3KTDG4c_UrsJJcMTvr4uGxgrovOl9KuhhXnqHMOxEf3R1_u4pPE7u0TYBRhPj87bSjsqfLIuDq9m3-avroltAOmxrH/s0/irritated10.gif" width="161" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /><span style="color: #d9d2e9;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I should probably discuss current matters given there is a lot of changes on my social media platforms because it's too big of an issue and a change to not bring up otherwise.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I think I've discussed before how fed up I am with kids literally vetting veteran gals (or gals who aren't vets) based on race or anything else for that matter. This is always an exhausting fight that leads to so many of my friends deleting their social media or being afraid to post due to relentless bullying that occurs on their own platform. The same goes for people trying to drag Japanese models for whatever reason. I'm sick of seeing that energy. I should follow my own advice, if I don't align with someone, it's as easy as not engaging with them anymore and blocking them as should they. And I will be doing that from now on.<br /><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">My opinion is, if this fashion is so "offensive" and you're constantly canceling it for whatever reason? It's probably not the fashion for you and you should probably stop forcing yourself to like something that you're constantly getting triggered by. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It sounds bitchy but when your friends have to go through shit even on their own social media, it's too much. I finally had it and defended a friend because my patience wore too thin.There's so much tension when it comes to topics like this and I hate when anyone is asked "are you xyz race?"...because at the end of the day, it's really nobody's fucking business. Unless they're close friends or are engaging with you regularly, you don't owe somebody that answer. It's why there's a 'decline to state' on forms in places. It's honestly nobody's business and is just rude to think 'oh if you're xyz you can't do gyaru'. Fuck that shit. ANYONE. Absolutely ANYONE can do gyaru. Nobody has that power to give you permission to do anything. I can't tell you how many of my mixed-race friends get shit on constantly. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm also extremely tired of my race always having a negative connotation behind it. Not all of us are ignorant assholes and most of the time when someone makes a generalization, I understand they're not meaning *everyone*. However, when death threats, bullying, and other shit constantly has been going on-it becomes a fucking problem that I'm done tolerating. I understand where people come when they say certain things that they say. Trust me, even I am sometimes like, "fucking white people" with a facepalm because I sometimes see it and go through as someone who basically has fit in nowhere racially. I've literally put myself in literal danger even for being different or a 'traitor' or whatever through the eyes of someone training to be a cop a few years back by defending a roommate who was from overseas and it sucked immensely. Trust me. I get what people mean in many other environments and contexts-and I'm with you on that but this ain't it. This is a fucking FASHION. A HOBBY.. I'm sick of being told I deserve to be harmed or mass euthanized for liking J-Fashion or being Gyaru and just so happening to be white. That's disgusting behavior. I've had other friends who are different races and places express the same experiences and feelings and it's just overall a shitty experience and it shouldn't be welcome within our communities. Period. Regardless of what race you are, it's shitty and shouldn't be happening to you. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> Gyaru isn't supposed to be the place where any of this type of thing goes on. Politics have no place in this fashion and most people just wanna look at cute clothes, talk about models, and just chill out. It's supposed to be an escape from that real world bullshit that we typically doom scroll through. And when people are trying to fucking justify their racism by disguising it via social justice or whatever activism it is-it's an issue. You can be racist towards anyone. Hate speech absolutely is hate speech regardless of who it is and whom it's coming from. I see people overall just being nasty to everyone regardless of what they look like. You know it's an issue when huge figureheads of J-Fashion communities are having to come to the defense of people who are victims to this bullying. So much attention has been brought to this even from outside sources and it's just an embarrassing look for the J-Fashion community as a whole to consistently have their content policed based on what race they are or whatever else. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I mentioned this on my Instagram post but, can you imagine how many gyaru content creators we could have if people weren't like this? There are so many vetgals who have tons of resources they could share and so much misinformation could be dispelled if people would just allow long-time figureheads to fucking exist without being bullied or ran off. It's really discouraging currently as a content creator. I've been doing the YouTube thing since 2013 and this blog as been up for as long and it's frustrating to see people dip and out of making things due to people just overall being gross to them. I was so excited when I saw an influx of YouTubers and whatever else and it hurt to see so many people disappear. Misinformation gets spread because people who do know a lot get run out. We're not allowed to share or speak. People only pay attention to what we look like or what we're into and start running their mouths. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">So yeah, I paid the consequences by having an opinion that if you're cancelling things left and right please cancel everything and leave so the rest of us can enjoy in peace. I got dragged for defending a friend from a shitty remark about their race and witchhunted by attempting to be proactive by asking who and where also said shitty things to other people because nobody should be saying anything fucked up to anyone to start with. I'll tell them off myself. Because I'm sick of this constantly being a conversation and this discourse continuously going on in a community that shouldn't even revolve around these issues. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I feel like without discussing why none of this is okay, it's not ever going to get solved. I heard someone also explain this in a YouTube video, how it's such a touchy subject to cover but if it's not openly discussed, it's just going to get worse and never be solved. Hence why I said anything and am saying anything now. You can't solve the issue without involving the other party also. If you keep screaming that this is an issue but exclude yourself from wanting to collaborate and actively fix your issue? Then nothing will be done. Period. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">In terms of preferences, people align with others who share the same styles as them or whatever else. I really don't think it's based on what people think it is. Some of the gals who do have large followings do so because they selflessly contribute to their community. Just posting an outfit shot or selfie isn't really contributing to your community. You need to engage with other people. If you don't allow others to get to know who you are as a person, how can you expect for them to want to engage with you as well? You have to share the things you like or what you're into. You have to be open to making friends with other fellow gals in order to really gain that sense of community acceptance that you desire. Otherwise, you'll be alone. Sometimes it's fine being alone. Personally, I don't need a community to be gyaru myself. I just enjoy doing it for myself at this point and if people support me and are along for the ride? That's fine too. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">You also have to make gyaru related things for the right reason just as much as people should be doing gyaru for the right reasons. If you're only doing it to become popular or gain a social media following-then you'll be disappointed. This isn't that type of Instagram influencer type of deal and gyaru as a whole isn't as popular as it once was. There's not a lot to work on compared to the past where brands debuted a lot, fashion shows showcased brands and new models, gals events, etc. It's a lot more underground now than it was during its peak and because of that, you really do have to like it because you like it. Because yeah-you're not going to gain that traction that you think you will assume that it's unique enough to stand out. I've had baby gals disclose this to me before, them wanting to be famous and known for doing gyaru. That's the wrong approach to this. You just need to happen to be gyaru and pursue your goals. You can't use this fashion to pursue anything. It doesn't work that way. You can almost tell who's doing it for the right reasons who isn't given the excess of monotonous "how2gyaru 101" content versus shit down and shown outside of that. Anyone who actually knows more has more to talk about. And nobody who hasn't been in participating this fashion for a good while should be educating anyone on anything. Mainly because you're contributing to the misinformation that can occasionally lead to bullying or other excessive bullshit. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">This is why I started the magazine flipthrough project with other gyaru. This is why I did heavy style analysis formatted as I went through so nothing I said wasn't backed up by something I was noticing or seeing. I didn't want to just make stuff for new gals or outside people but also for veteran gals because there was a lack of content online for people who didn't need the 101 run-through. Now there are a few people covering models or style journies and it's such a refreshing change of pace and I'm grateful for that because that's more of what we need to see and it's furthest thing from a clout chase but people who actually are enthusiastic either observing things or participating. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">There's also nothing wrong with people being a fan of gyaru but not participating or being an enthusiast who knows a lot about gyaru but maybe isn't gyaru. You don't have to participate to like something. It just means you have to try harder to contribute or engage because unfortunately like most alt-fashions, people are hesitant to engage with outside people because we don't know if you're a creep or not because sadly creeps and weirdos have definitely been invited in at one point or another. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">In regards to the witchhunt based on me; I am not at all shocked. The people who started this weren't following or supporters of me to start with. They used to follow me back when I was beneficial to them and this ordeal was just an excuse to hate me further than they already lowkey did. They leapt upon the opportunity to influence other people based on their dislike of me. If anyone fully saw the conversation and knew me well enough as a person, they'd understand where my intentions were coming from and knew I meant no harm what-so-ever. But like I said, none of these people actually know me at all nor did they support me to start with. They just wanted to encourage some others to be on the hate train with them that they were already on. If you wanna get aboard that train, that's on you. Their lack of support is no loss to me because many of those people didn't support me to start with me for it to really be their issue to start with, and those who went along with it? I don't need that mob mentality energy on my page to start with. -shrugs- Good riddance. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">However, due to that nonsense, I've had to take precautions on my own platforms because I was relentlessly getting harassed and having been told I've deserving of assault and death was the last straw for me. I decided to take down my YouTube for the time being because I didn't need comments flooding into an area that was primarily positive. The worst shit I would get before is kids not asking me how I am or even knowing me but demanding a list of gyaru brands to find (I won't tell you because you need to do your own research and I don't know what your intentions are and if you had good intentions, figuring out yourself would do you some good) or demanding that I sell them my shit. It went from entitled energy to an entirely different demon that I did not want to welcome in a space that I worked so hard on. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I am not coming back to Twitter. This is my second try. I know it's fun engaging in conversation with other people but fuck that place. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Instagram I've limited the comments to who I follow only until further notice because there's too much hateful energy going on and I can't be assed to truly tolerate it anymore. If anyone I follow says anything shitty, they'll be blocked. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The same goes for here. If you say anything shitty, I'll just delete your comment and block you because at this point, I don't owe niceness to anyone. I should just be the bitch people rumor me to be since that's the only narrative that usually matters regardless of the truth. Personally, I think I treat people accordingly. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I mentioned on my Instagram as well how a lot of people incite change by using hashtags. However, I felt that it was best to omit one and I should have done this the first time I left the gyaru community. To fair, I have never fully been welcomed or have been a part of it to start with. Hence why I tried to empathize with others who expressed this. I've been making content because I enjoy making content and others just happened to really like it. However, I've always been an outsider looking in and I have no issue with that. I have no problem sitting alone at a table because I rather have that than sit down at one full of fake bitches who secretly all hate each other. That's exhausting and that's the issue with the gaijin gyaru community.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">There's always been this unspoken nonsensical social hierarchy bullshit that goes on regardless if someone wants to acknowledge that or not. A lot of people are rewarded for shitty behavior or are given a louder platform because others are too afraid to say anything knowing it will cause an issue. Hence why I have always been an issue. I'm known to be outspoken with my opinions on specific subjects and question why things are the way that they are. I've never cared whether or not people liked me or what my follower count looked like-all mostly while staying in my own lane. Hence why I'm puzzled why anyone would care.. I've only cared about my safety or my efforts being jeopardized by shitty people who can't stay in their own lane. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The issue with the gaijin gyaru community as I mentioned before is the fact that most people can't say anything with their chest. They have to hide behind a wall or follow the crowd in order to go along to get along when in all actuality, nobody really gets along with each other. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">And given the most recent actions, do I really want to associate myself with that shit? I should have long emitted the #gaijingyaru from my posts forever ago but I thought that it would be fine given that I am still contact with some people that are a part of the community that are sweet people and make me not want to hate everything about it. I've met some really kind people who I talk to regularly about things even outside of gyaru and it's always been great to learn about how other people live in different places or whatever else they're into outside of gal.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">But then I realized that those have become close friends to me regardless of whether or not they're gyaru. We'd talk regardless. My friendships with them are not reliant on the gaijin gyaru community (or even gyaru for that matter) and they would support me regardless of whether I was or not at this point gyaru or if I was a part of that community or catering to it. So why am I catering to it as a whole when I don't need to anymore? The people I want to cater to already support me. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">So I decided to omit the hashtag #gaijingyaru because that's not the community I represent or want to be associated with. I'm just gyaru and I do this for myself at this point. If you're along for the ride in my lane, that's fine. If not? Please fuck on off so the rest of us can enjoy things in peace... Because this discourse and bitchiness a whole is exhausting. I can't tell you how many friends of mine do the J-Fashion thing but refuse to post anything or tag shit or want to be a part of the community because it's known for bullshit like this. Ugh. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It's such a shame because we all like the same shit... -facepalms- so why is it even like this given that? Who gives a fuck about clout chasing numbers or whatever dude... We should be enthusiastic about other shit that isn't this. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">So that's currently where I am at with this situation. I think this (unless I really have to say anything else out of defense for myself) this will be the last time I talk about any of this shit. :') </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Basically, be open about shit and be nicer people. If you don't like what someone likes or posts, fucking unfollow them or something. Stop harping on someone else's own page. If you're not @'d in the conversation, shut the fuck up. Stop capping people's conversations to put them on blast publicly over petty shit (unless it's for good reason in defense of yourself and in that case, pop the fuck off). Stop being fake bitches on the internet-don't be one way in front of someone and be a bitch as soon as they leave the room. Shit's messy as hell. God damn. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, I'm sorry I haven't been updating if any of you actually enjoy my crazy ass long blog posts. I was prioritizing life and when wasn't life it was YouTube shit. I thought I'd finally catch up with everything that's gone on the past few months. I'm sorry this is all over the place. Hopefully my next update ends on a better note and has less random shit in it given how long it had been since I last updated. </span></span></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-30602104433229821772021-09-20T19:16:00.005-07:002021-09-20T19:35:02.746-07:00Say it With Your Chest<p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> I know I should be doing a blog post for July and August, however, a lot happened (lots of really great things and not so great things) and maybe I'll eventually get to it. However, since this is my own blog, I thought I would vent a little bit because I am frustrated with some stuff and it's easier to take this here rather than on Instagram and Twitter. For my mental health's sake and to kind of express some sentiments I realized were being shared across a few social media platforms other than my own when it comes to gyaru recently. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I've noticed and have even been told that people kind of have this huge surge of distrust within the community lately. I'm not quite sure where exactly this is stemming from considering that I do not participate in any of the online groups but I certainly can empathize with those who have expressed this feeling given my previous experiences. This is exactly why I made the decision to stick to my own social media accounts only and limit my engagement to people who chose to willingly approach me. I have felt the same way as others have and thought that by isolating myself to be only on my own platforms, it would minimize the drama that comes with a group that has been in the past notorious for drama and in all, has a habit of being silently shitty. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">As much as I'd love to think things have improved (and hey, maybe they have in some sense) they haven't in such a weird way from my understanding and from my own personal experiences. Also, surprisingly, my method of filtering through shit doesn't fully work either because others are pissed off by opinions I made in my own space...? I thought I would try to appropriately address how I feel about this issue. Hopefully I'm eloquent enough to get my point across to those who choose to read what I have to say. Otherwise, you can go play in another playground or some shit. You don't have to leave but you can't stay here. haha... Regardless of this and as cheesy as it's gonna sound; I'm going to do the thing that feels the most gal fittingly enough. Imma say what I have to say with my fucking chest. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, I feel like it's a really weird environment that's formed lately. We have newcomers who are kinda entitled and disrespectful as a whole. I'm not trying to throw any names on blast but trust me, I've shown people close to me the DMs I get. It's everything between people demanding I give them a list of other brands, to trying to wager prices for my wardrobe...ect.ect.... It's pretty disheartening to feel as if your only use is to find things for other people or to even see stuff scalped based on others leeching on someone's genuine enthusiasm. It's certainly hurt our community and has created a divide as to if gals should be sharing brand resources etc. I've taken a more aggressive approach towards my opinion on this issue but I think that is also a response to some of the rudeness and entitlement I've received. I kind of have a tough-love approach and dude, I excessively curse or whatever. Do not take that as anger all the time. You can't hear tones or pedagogy through text... If anyone's been on voice chat with me, you know exactly what I am talking about.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I usually share my frustrations because others who are closest to me slide into my DMs and share very same sentiments. Due to me being kind of an outsider of the outsiders regardless of my ability to do and be gyaru-I don't lack the fear of the repercussions of being disliked fully on a community page. I've said it plenty of times but I'll reiterate the fact that I do not need community validation to say that I am "enough" or whatever. I don't abide by rules, social hierarchy, or whatever else has been put in place. I'll say it like it is as mentioned. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I encourage others to have the same mindset before becoming disheartened with themselves or with their negative experiences with gyaru. You do not need a community of people that you barely know truly to validate your experiences as one. Sometimes you have to take advice or standards with a grain of salt and <i>really</i> consider where and who exactly it is coming from. If someone is giving an opinion on their own social media, then they have a right to their own space and that doesn't mean you, in particular, have to take their insight on a certain subject to heart. Especially if you do not regularly engage with said person. This even applies to me. If you don't like what I have to say on my own social media, it's as easy as unfollowing me, not supporting my content, or blocking me if I'm popping up into your feed still. It's really that simple. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Who you personally engage with feel a bit safer because you'd like to think that you know where that person's intentions lie. You might already know that what someone says or advises is out of love for you, looking out for your best interest, or out of something that just isn't <i>that deep</i>.. </span></p><p><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><span style="background-color: black;">More importantly, if you're having fun and are enthusiastic about what you're talking about. If you're excited to share and learn? You not being a certain way all the time or not being active enough doesn't make you any less authentic. You probably just have other priorities that need commitment and that is absolutely fine. YOU CAN DO BOTH. <3 And as much or as little as you want. I want to make that clear because some of you have expressed to be in private messages these anxieties and it saddens me knowing my friends and fellow gals feel as if they're not enough based on activity or whatever else when these are the gals who *know their shit*. Like truly some of you find and share the coolest things. We ALL in gyaru fashion have made contributions to things that are so valuable and very cool. Some people are super social and make people's days, other people are gal enthusiasts and share the coolest information about models and eras of style, others are super organized and create amazing events for people to participate in, other gals are amazing at hair and makeup, some are the most dedicated and disciplined paralists. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><span style="background-color: black;">We should have pride in all of that because that's what creates such an amazing foundation for others to learn from regardless of whether or not we always agree with each other. I think that's one thing we can all agree on. Hence why I get angered when people are ran out over bullying from all ends and it's not over people being hesitant about sharing the resources that they hold dear that are becoming limited. We share plenty of other things. We are just aware of the current environment and how it is affecting all of us in one way or another. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm extremely thankful to those of you who DM and ask me about the intentions of my opinion or even go as far to have the courage to clear up any sort of misunderstanding with me. I know that can be an anxiety-inducing task and I truly appreciate it. Because I said before, you're saying it with your chest. You're not taking it to an anonymous place and letting simmer in the pot of shit. You're going directly to the source for your information. I know that sometimes can be difficult when there is distrust among people. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I've been trying to contribute to the gals who support me and whom I know are in this style for the long run. I'm not intending to be selfish by no means. I'm just not keen on contributing to a problem that is has been occurring the past two years or so. If you follow certain peoples' socials you'd know they thank me for helping them. If I see something that reminds me of them, I gladly share. But if you don't know me personally, you may not know this about me. I'm willing to support people in my own camp. We have people intruding in on this community with no intention on contributing anything positive or meaningful to it but rather create an environment that only benefits them whether it be financially or emotionally-be it through the scalping that has made both regional markets really wild lately or by the people who have relentless harassed multiple seasoned gaijin gyaru based on whatever flavor of racism disguised as social justice is trending for the week. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Lately, I feel like that is the case due to the invasion or police of people's social media. This is internal and external. Externally it's why these outside factors trying to police who can do gyaru based on race or region. Which is nonsense and has unfortunately it has run off a ton of vetgals who make amazing content on their platforms. This saddens me because their contribution through media is so crucial for fashion and lifestyle education as well as just sharing a sense of community with other people. I've truly been angered by this because for years, I felt very alone on YouTube and other platforms. It's thrilled me seeing a CONSISTENT influx of content these past few years and I hate seeing outside people trying to dictate the narratives of other people rather than just scrolling past and moving along.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> Internally, as I've recently experienced, you never truly know who exactly you're talking to and whether not you can trust them. My only advice to clear up any miscommunication and mean what you say. The other party needs to also be open to listening and really understanding that maybe not everyone has ill will. It really does depend and I know it can be a bit scary to think that someone who you may think you vibe with secretly hates you or has invaded your personal space just to talk shit about you. When in reality, they shouldn't waste their time communicating with someone with whom they don't vibe with.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Let's be real, some of us straight up don't vibe with each other and that's fine. That's a part of life. You shouldn't be obligated to engage with people who you feel don't contribute positively to your space. I'm very sure that there will be other people who you will thrive and vibe with. Find <i>your </i>people and value them. Support them. Be open to having them support you. Be sure to have an open line of communication and I'm very sure that you will have a more pleasant experience. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Sometimes that requires change on your part. For me, like I've explained, I had to take out the things that made me unhappy about gyaru in order to do the things that made me happy. That is going to very between people. My way of going about this may not be your way. That's something I can't give advice on because it's rather personal don't you think?</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">You have to have the ability to pick and choose what you want to let in in regard to personal choices. Otherwise, you're going to be miserable attempting to adapt to something that you don't align with. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Gyaru has always been a huge part of my life. Even when I have look fully looked, there are parts that won't go away out of habit. I've never quite found a fashion that's more me than gyaru and admittedly as I've confessed to others, it's been used as anti-depressant for me. It's always been a mantra of mine, "If I can just push through this and work very hard, I'll be able to do the thing I enjoy finally." It gives me something to look forward to when I do get to pop my head in and make it count. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I hope for others it's also a light at the end of a tunnel. It should be something that brings you joy rather than something that chips away at your mental health based on external factors that have nothing to do with your ability to want to learn, share, and thrive. It's saddened me seeing people similarly leave like how I considered doing so or debating on whether this is the space for them or not. All I can say is that it is what you make of it. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, I've written this post half in a tired daze. Life's been kind of wild on my end. I'm dealing with a family member going through a substance relapse and while I cannot control the external factors as of yet, I've recently have been focusing on revamping my space to be warm, safe, and overall just happier. Mainly so I have the ability to be more so productive and less mentally drained. I'm in my last semester of university and I'm kinda stressed but very excited to graduate and (hopefully) find a stable and fulfilling career in the future so I can change more of my external factors in the future. In all, I've been treating myself kindly. And you should too. <3 </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Stay well. Until next time!</span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mkADHYIpC2_aFv2UC-QEokk99jX0GcS53jxV_Ug6KK2Qfj44wr_jmq5y7BnxFKsepkud9U_pXSxbHM0wuWONk913WM9SxkjjBv3Cw2OlXIGs8k2Xub5ISxX5kEL-cJAmKyXU7-EtBhB4/s480/Darla_Signature.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="480" height="164" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mkADHYIpC2_aFv2UC-QEokk99jX0GcS53jxV_Ug6KK2Qfj44wr_jmq5y7BnxFKsepkud9U_pXSxbHM0wuWONk913WM9SxkjjBv3Cw2OlXIGs8k2Xub5ISxX5kEL-cJAmKyXU7-EtBhB4/s320/Darla_Signature.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-75540518529691592242021-07-14T02:11:00.003-07:002021-07-14T02:18:33.583-07:00July Monthly Post + Gyaru Gripes <p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"> We are midway into the month, so I thought I should do a backlog of June for you ya'lls. :) As always, I hope ya'll don't mind since some you already know this information via Instagram.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">But first and foremost, thank you all so much for your comments on my previous blog. I am very very grateful for them and I appreciate that you all find me doing a monthly blog as being a good thing. Like I said, unlike a lot of the other gaijin gyaru, my life isn't nearly as interesting so I never know whether or not what I say will be fun enough in blog posts. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFskj3__wMYYjSpitQq9sBhdNgffo6fC3598fIkWd5VtcxWmx_7W97IuQzp5bZVmetPUj1rc7GchnIcY6XgOBaFGdzMQwh5HiHHtZ7SEKOtDnesCyK4Q6HecZturXJTyNA-bliemiUZN_y/s2048/37D02FF0-4B2B-421F-99DC-29F377546D78.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1926" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFskj3__wMYYjSpitQq9sBhdNgffo6fC3598fIkWd5VtcxWmx_7W97IuQzp5bZVmetPUj1rc7GchnIcY6XgOBaFGdzMQwh5HiHHtZ7SEKOtDnesCyK4Q6HecZturXJTyNA-bliemiUZN_y/s320/37D02FF0-4B2B-421F-99DC-29F377546D78.JPG" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br />June started off by me getting my second dose of the vaccine. I was super grateful for Ichigo's help because without them? It wouldn't have happened. Any time I do get to go out, I use it as an excuse to dress up, so of course, I did a very princessy Liz Lisa look. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">I love wearing maxis out and about because they're super comfortable. I got this one in a haul I did back in Feb/March? And I totally was waiting for a fun chance to wear it out with some vintage Diamante heels. I tried backcombing my hair and doing a princess style with it. All of it is in my real hair so it's not super big without the extra help but I don't think it turned out too bad. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">For accessories, I wore one of my little flower combs in white. I have another set that reminds me of the infamous Diamante print that I eventually want to wear out. I first had a Chrome Hearts necklace on in gold with a Vivienne Westwood orb ring but then I got some more Vivienne accessories in the mail that I had always wanted and switched out to that because I thought it would look cuter. The blue and white coord felt more cool-toned so gold kinda clashed. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxKujk91_PU7_sTlHNkHlwgTsHTQb5kc_VRBR6RVioWp1CXV_SKc_6i-DCVN5svsJmc8MeQrVmObCZ-bipVqbsKzI0l3hKdyO_l4XRxwKnM3Qtes-s4g-buNnbq7KBqCugnCg-oPezPkF7/s2048/IMG_2509.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1227" height="332" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxKujk91_PU7_sTlHNkHlwgTsHTQb5kc_VRBR6RVioWp1CXV_SKc_6i-DCVN5svsJmc8MeQrVmObCZ-bipVqbsKzI0l3hKdyO_l4XRxwKnM3Qtes-s4g-buNnbq7KBqCugnCg-oPezPkF7/w230-h332/IMG_2509.jpg" width="230" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfM60GgT0mj1azisO2cOGxR8V09VtA6h8Il1qXqGIEkpxvqm6ovQkbY1Ca1ntCU7mxRNXRnLBQiiRY9KdnSq5kwike961bXOedmUF-KRXHaw9vRRKTK0bSqU2q9cBG41nxjTvQlaPaLcVv/s2048/64524499732__79EA013E-37DD-441A-AA94-EF34C5712E04.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfM60GgT0mj1azisO2cOGxR8V09VtA6h8Il1qXqGIEkpxvqm6ovQkbY1Ca1ntCU7mxRNXRnLBQiiRY9KdnSq5kwike961bXOedmUF-KRXHaw9vRRKTK0bSqU2q9cBG41nxjTvQlaPaLcVv/s320/64524499732__79EA013E-37DD-441A-AA94-EF34C5712E04.HEIC" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">The Vivienne piece has stars in the center and is silver. I really wish I could have found the matching ring that goes with the earrings necklace. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1WkL3ChOajBiubDgvqMANO4H_Pjo11Dp7lX_cXUYR8MoNlKIxtROU0Xb5algTESrNteRDi1oAdk8QJLTB81FLA1a4zUajyoNqOY8yMrfIoKkvnyrPlBnSobJ5mASE-G21dtX3h7KF1jJF/s1800/446E2F77-BC98-4279-95BB-4CEC4CE20686.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1WkL3ChOajBiubDgvqMANO4H_Pjo11Dp7lX_cXUYR8MoNlKIxtROU0Xb5algTESrNteRDi1oAdk8QJLTB81FLA1a4zUajyoNqOY8yMrfIoKkvnyrPlBnSobJ5mASE-G21dtX3h7KF1jJF/s320/446E2F77-BC98-4279-95BB-4CEC4CE20686.JPG" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br />Ichigo also wore Liz Lisa that day!! I was so surprised. I knew that they had LL but I'm so adapt to them being in darker clothing/SPR that I almost forgot that they have the cute shit too. So we were Liz Lisa royalty together that day. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">They kindly requested that I not vlog that day, so I made good to respect that wish and only took really short videos and pics of our time out. Sometimes I just really want to be in the moment with my friends since it's extremely rare that I ever get to see anyone unless they come me (and I'm out the way). </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">The lady that administered my second shot loved my eye make up so much. I was really flattered because I was actually lowkey suffering and actually had to rip off my eyelashes and reapply them before I even entered Rite-aid. I had ran out of fucking eyelash glue without knowing and I had a vial coming but it wasn't coming until Monday and it was Saturday. Ha! That's torturous timing. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">I had fused Dollywink No. 1s and 2s together to create a super-extended eye look but was desperate and used 10+ year old Dollywink glue that was in my deadstock no 1 box and it was just....-facepalm- Ichigo actually came to my rescue and hocked a glue at me so god bless but fucking hell, it was really chaotic energy. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4NhFfRahMJ1qcUAhSp4B8t7GdhtQqj4dxe6JsvOqy0HznJKFqXaXnVIi06RlXAQ65cJGilL8EMAAM1AohdIOVN7CMFNKA1CUdy_J7f0nDSKdCRa1OEixgzd3gQPRWO5ZfiYoR5XRLbdOA/s2160/IMG_2470.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="953" data-original-width="2160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4NhFfRahMJ1qcUAhSp4B8t7GdhtQqj4dxe6JsvOqy0HznJKFqXaXnVIi06RlXAQ65cJGilL8EMAAM1AohdIOVN7CMFNKA1CUdy_J7f0nDSKdCRa1OEixgzd3gQPRWO5ZfiYoR5XRLbdOA/s320/IMG_2470.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">The lady actually complimented my eyeshadow work which I was very grateful for because I tried to do that a little bit differently than usual. Because my eyes are so hooded, if I do really heavy gal make, it's hard to see clear bands/Dollywinks on me. So I tried to really keep the colors light. She wanted to know what exactly I used and I actually used a Pat McGrath Mothership I dupe but they don't make it anymore so I just said it was Pat McGrath. The bottom inner-corners are Etude House Mirrorholic which is cute but eventually, I wanna splurge on my Stila glitters because those truly do look absolutely amazing. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">After my shot, Ichigo and I headed off to the same plaza as the last time in my previous vlog. However, indoor dining was open finally in California, and Ichigo had never been to Kura before, so we decided to go there for sushi. I technically only go for the inari but they have pretty decent kitsune udon and I loooooove their karage. <3 </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtFFP3L-p49JgtYqkhgHrkKp29QvzqvlR3mvHyxGpNvVNtQ3ZnUn-rX28zaOOIZDGr8CjJNsjaVONuZVVULwkSm_TnJEgRcjrvGPYDA22B7w4D-9YmXz0_oGGtIQK33fv3EznyHpJ6e6rI/s2048/IMG_2515.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtFFP3L-p49JgtYqkhgHrkKp29QvzqvlR3mvHyxGpNvVNtQ3ZnUn-rX28zaOOIZDGr8CjJNsjaVONuZVVULwkSm_TnJEgRcjrvGPYDA22B7w4D-9YmXz0_oGGtIQK33fv3EznyHpJ6e6rI/s320/IMG_2515.HEIC" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVNb4ap8yJ8BS9IflEWas21jvdTFkPnvhf8-vvhRzebG89_xOT_OJPQxRn_5q_aOsIpIkcI9NCoxVfb772f4QBDawTwf22CcWQFa1K4geP7rMlB7LWTjn7dXRsp5RPb3r4eOT4rM7GPdm4/s2048/IMG_2521.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVNb4ap8yJ8BS9IflEWas21jvdTFkPnvhf8-vvhRzebG89_xOT_OJPQxRn_5q_aOsIpIkcI9NCoxVfb772f4QBDawTwf22CcWQFa1K4geP7rMlB7LWTjn7dXRsp5RPb3r4eOT4rM7GPdm4/s320/IMG_2521.HEIC" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">Kura is one of those sushi belt places where you order on the computer screen like in Japan and they also have the gacha so it's a very fun experience and I was glad that Ichigo got to properly enjoy it. We also hit up Ranch 99 again because why not? I also finally got 85C this time because the last time they didn't have anything and it's literally my favorite bakery. I super recommend the green tea over there and the brioche bread. The Hokkaido cake cups are also pretty fire. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUSHYLzc3u4YDbWjvP5hsoXjxip1Wp20t7p-5mLTwiCJnFNAtMYV3noeuyfAhbVV7eIsW3Qkva9G2MqUxxyESsZ8XNEkVyGGwdQ2DrdxWjecjvcrIt9a3u0GEiOhH2uQBswTZxW3Zk5SJ3/s2048/IMG_2550.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUSHYLzc3u4YDbWjvP5hsoXjxip1Wp20t7p-5mLTwiCJnFNAtMYV3noeuyfAhbVV7eIsW3Qkva9G2MqUxxyESsZ8XNEkVyGGwdQ2DrdxWjecjvcrIt9a3u0GEiOhH2uQBswTZxW3Zk5SJ3/s320/IMG_2550.heic" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">Afterwards, we went back to my house and took some cute pictures together since we were both in Liz Lisa and fawned over a stray cat that I've partially adopted. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">And that was my day. Not crazily interesting but it was okay. I was falling apart at the end of it because my eyelashes hated me so sadly, I didn't get to film any videos. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw8XfjhloXXGhX6Mg0lFPL6NhPmAw0kURQLe1zs_zg4JoJJ6Iq-sYfNUvYOIBzm7XTGQ3IDHsYRkQF424_pomrbFkx2SbrPnm4il1UHn7Sjn6AfTvfvt46xo_b1EPCgrZqiHnMkqfg7YNg/s2042/99DC32CB-0DC7-43F6-916F-B453F7BCC75A.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2042" data-original-width="2042" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw8XfjhloXXGhX6Mg0lFPL6NhPmAw0kURQLe1zs_zg4JoJJ6Iq-sYfNUvYOIBzm7XTGQ3IDHsYRkQF424_pomrbFkx2SbrPnm4il1UHn7Sjn6AfTvfvt46xo_b1EPCgrZqiHnMkqfg7YNg/s320/99DC32CB-0DC7-43F6-916F-B453F7BCC75A.JPG" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br />So where has they lead me into July? Well...it's been pretty dark and wild. A lot of crap has gone on in my personal life so I haven't been really able to be as active as I wish I could be. I've been bedridden through physical pain that is worsening as I age. I've had some reoccurring family issues that have wounded me. I've had to make phone calls back and forth to my school because somebody isn't fucking doing their job over there. It's also been 100+ degrees over here and I've honestly been dying on my floor and disassociating. I currently got back into watch anime again realizing I should enjoy doing so before I literally have no time to just potato and do this because I'll be adulting. Some bad shit happened one night at my place, I threw on my project and noise-cancelling headphones to drown out some bullshit and decided to watch SK8 The Infinity. I was wondering what all of the hype was and my baby brother actively skateboards (I told you, he's a cool kid) so I was, "Oh! Let me try this..."</span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">Let me tell you, the hell that I entered in, I was absolutely not prepared for. AHAHA. Ooohhh. My double life on the internet outside of gyaru is fandom shit. I write trashy fanfic and Matchablossom truly ruined me in ways that I cannot explain. Which helps because I was really into High&Low for a while and just...the fandom is dead. Fic is hard to find. Anything...is hard to find. So Matchablossom truly did save my summer and helped me kind of indulge in a world that wasn't my own for a change through SK8. <3 I even did a pairing inspired snack-spread for Kojirou's birthday because I'm just that much of a loser. haha. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWj6me-OT0C7OyLC662Mx3ez2tlelQhMdUpwYLOEMk1Yaxv0-tk7o9EUss0JZuquPtQ6t1IhBY32kDWaxhNZmuUbdn2y7-vLFWnHakemdlu6jVuSC4hIGut9R1VaJEXsfj7UiNltl2_WVe/s2048/IMG_2599.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWj6me-OT0C7OyLC662Mx3ez2tlelQhMdUpwYLOEMk1Yaxv0-tk7o9EUss0JZuquPtQ6t1IhBY32kDWaxhNZmuUbdn2y7-vLFWnHakemdlu6jVuSC4hIGut9R1VaJEXsfj7UiNltl2_WVe/s320/IMG_2599.HEIC" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">I know that I have posted a lot of food also in this post and I'd like to say, that I have currently taken up cycling. I got myself a stationary bike a few weeks ago and I've been grinding pretty hard on it. I actually hurt my arm using the arm exercise thingies on there a week or so ago and it really sucked because I really wanted to do gyaru shit and my arm ached like something fierce. My ankles are also pretty swollen which is concerning but I'm trying to push through it. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">So for last week's video, I basically fought through wrist pain and did a Sunamono food video because it's been awhile since I've done a food video (the last one was okonomiyaki) just so I could create something for ya'll... </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2baR-nfwqffh4BQwFbaUTw2FZDMWgBBUjm96TRSbGaq761fjJnsyZ9mFijkcCFrbaDKxpruQFVzu53uuL-Pkx5xjOpk9uDnx6PC8XRw53C8PLlmA8_7VPafqHOxF3749nF3T25s2mrkd2/s2048/213465976_1227575461025614_6469465886281040181_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2baR-nfwqffh4BQwFbaUTw2FZDMWgBBUjm96TRSbGaq761fjJnsyZ9mFijkcCFrbaDKxpruQFVzu53uuL-Pkx5xjOpk9uDnx6PC8XRw53C8PLlmA8_7VPafqHOxF3749nF3T25s2mrkd2/s320/213465976_1227575461025614_6469465886281040181_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">Sometimes I'll intend to do shit and either it will be too chaotic here or something garbage will happen and throw my plans out the window. It's pretty discouraging.. </span></p><p></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-HFenW6UyfJ79Yp_i007tmGCDJvyA2d9U25P5w_KKNexnHYobnhBS9d7fpLhNK6NBNQfZgFxuN1Zs7-7tjyCVezM1nwMeHscOnFGU9smQ_ciWZxBEHmbDsUGHciOv7xi5at5VR3kKNMXb/s161/tumblr_inline_ml9xtxzdaf1qz4rgp.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="161" data-original-width="105" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-HFenW6UyfJ79Yp_i007tmGCDJvyA2d9U25P5w_KKNexnHYobnhBS9d7fpLhNK6NBNQfZgFxuN1Zs7-7tjyCVezM1nwMeHscOnFGU9smQ_ciWZxBEHmbDsUGHciOv7xi5at5VR3kKNMXb/s0/tumblr_inline_ml9xtxzdaf1qz4rgp.gif" /></span></a></p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"> Latety I've been focusing my attention onto nurturing and encouraging other people in the gyaru community because that is what I feel like is best. Just because I feel like shit doesn't mean others have to be and I honestly enjoy seeing my friends thrive and live their best lives. I kinda get to live through them when I am down and out and I enjoy that. This brings me to a point that I think has lowkey been floating around-whether or not someone is gal enough based on activity. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">Personally, I've never thought that mattered as much given the fact that people live very different lifestyles and don't always get the luxury of just up and doing what they want whenever they want. Plus sometimes, shit just happens. I don't think there's any need to push one's self for the sake of Instagram or looking a certain way in public when you feel like shit. That's just not how things realistically work you know? </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">I think there's a lot of comparison games that go around sometimes thanks to social media and curated content and I've never been about that life? I could care less about my follower count or how active I am. As long as I put love and effort in when I have the time and mindset to do so? It's fine. There were a couple of you who said in my previous post that I deserved way more credit for the work that I've done, and I'm very very grateful for that acknowledgment. I very grateful that others can see the love and effort I do put into my looks when I do pop my head into say hello. I'm certainly a bit of a chameleon and don't limit myself to a particular substyle even though I have fortes in agejo, rokku, ect. I'm glad that others appreciate that diversity because honestly, I just enjoy really eccentric fashion overall (and I think that's what *maybe* will keep Japan's fashion scene fun for me over there rather than me praying that gal fashion will make the comeback that I want it to). While I do not need validation from others, it does feel nice to be seen and appreciated. I do what I can when I can and I'm glad that is treasured by some. </span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6pRB1WG2jHtkQFGeilNhDygym92UFvxnV00MkPnGL5iqnrEvLYa_K84vcugweWNwG2_ARJVqq0PdK01I3pUA0WRmXf-nuQDt4T4wI3ssq8mW6YzjpXGTWVOyHS8-eynNJT-G6Lq6rDeaU/s171/dead2.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="171" data-original-width="136" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6pRB1WG2jHtkQFGeilNhDygym92UFvxnV00MkPnGL5iqnrEvLYa_K84vcugweWNwG2_ARJVqq0PdK01I3pUA0WRmXf-nuQDt4T4wI3ssq8mW6YzjpXGTWVOyHS8-eynNJT-G6Lq6rDeaU/s0/dead2.gif" /></span></a></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">Lately, I've definitely gone through a pretty large dry spell with gyaru and just overall imposter syndrome where I feel like because my life isn't as interesting or as active, that maybe I am not gal enough or good enough. That's sometimes a hard feeling to shake. A part of me feels like I do not owe a community that kind of put me through hell at one point, anything at all. I do not need the "okay" from others to dictate whether my lifestyle is "enough" for them. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">I remember when I was more active in the comm even two years or so back where I felt pressured to always have something out and every outing needed to be documented as "proof" on insta or whatever that I was doing gyaru or enough or etc. etc. based on the company I kept and it literally got to where I grew to hate the thing that I loved that was supposed to be a chill de-stress type of thing for me. Gyaru has always been a motivator for me or something to look forward to. I always have that condition of, "once I get through this shit or feel better, I get to do this and I'm looking forward to it" but at one point, I got to where I was like, "This is genuinely stressing me out and it's making me want to do it less because there's this weird-ass expectation to be on point all the time that I never signed up for"... or whatever. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">The amount of pressure that alleviated off of my chest once I got out of all that was so freeing. haha.. I did a whole social media purge/left the fucking internet for awhile and did fashion stuff without posting even and it felt so great. That's honestly what got my mojo back though lately, I feel like I am falling into that pit again hence why I'm like 'ugh, why am I stressed over something I usually enjoy?' </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">At my age, I do think that I am growing a bit tired. I've done this for ten years straight with and without a community. With and without a gal-cir. Without a lot that some people are very lucky to have. For most of my gal-experience, I've done it all while been extremely isolated and that's sometimes hard to manage. I've always been the lone local gal or the one person the J-Fashion people poke at because I've been around for a long time by myself and am the one that people use to kind of switch stuff up because I'm not doing Harajuku fashion. My gal style also not the typical hardcore look that people typically associate with the fashion so it's something that I really to try to give myself credit for because I feel like I'm going entirely against the grain of what's expected and I always have. The cuter stuff is getting bigger lately and I'm so happy to see it but literally a year ago, what I was doing was kind of discredited or not seen as gal enough because it wasn't hardcore or old school. Ironically, I wanna wear Alba soon when hardly anyone is back on that hype now, but I think it's because I'm the bitch who always loves to switch stuff up every now a then when I can get the chance to. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">I don't think I do too terribly given my limitations. Most shit I do is in the confines of my room not because I'm afraid to go out in gal (trust me, I go out in the world in my shit depending on time/place/safety) but because there's nowhere TO go to. I live in the middle of nowhere too so there's nowhere really to go? All my friends live in the Bay Area or Sacramento and I'm wayyy out of the way for them and I don't drive-hence why I'm stuck in my room all the time. It's why I'm in university studying very hard. It's to upscale my life and make it much more interesting in the future. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">Currently, the whole COVID situation for sure slowed my roll. Even my classes for next semester are online and it's kind of a bummer because I enjoyed going out places dressed up even if it was for class. In my room, it just feels pointless because usually after hours worth of sitting through Zoom classes, I just wanna take a nap before doing homework. haha... But like I said, it's why I'm in university. So I can get the fuck out of here and start truly living my best life. <3 I can't wait to have a stable job and have the luxury of traveling more and just overall having a more interesting life in the very near future. </span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi61zrR_G1v8gUH5kLCWh6xM0Q43AXgZo1hfHGPYcN0bLenGJV7LCufvRdnLB4y1GnBLxwg4lvpxs9wqYSsfKYT0QbJcFntF8rrHBSmHH_1s3H2W1xyyU_klw_p2n9tFueL1Zdq0oLWBima/s151/irritated2.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="151" data-original-width="125" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi61zrR_G1v8gUH5kLCWh6xM0Q43AXgZo1hfHGPYcN0bLenGJV7LCufvRdnLB4y1GnBLxwg4lvpxs9wqYSsfKYT0QbJcFntF8rrHBSmHH_1s3H2W1xyyU_klw_p2n9tFueL1Zdq0oLWBima/s0/irritated2.gif" /></span></a><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">I also occasionally really do burn out and grow uninspired by gyaru, I'm not sure if anyone else feels this way that's been in this for the long haul... Not a lot of new shit is coming out lately that interests me so it's a lot of a repeat of the old stuff from forever ago. I don't think anything new has excited me since the 3D floral print era of 2015-2016ish? I miss being excited for clothing collections and all. I miss Tokyo Girls Collection being exciting and anticipating each season's release. I'd even be excited about the music guests and special models they'd bring in out of nowhere. I miss wanting to head to 109 for more than just the novelty of wanting to go to 109 in the future. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">I stay informed with the new stuff but I think I'm just old and bitter. I don't understand Gen Z fashion *at all* and it just all looks ugly to me. So while I do see new stuff coming out, it doesn't appeal to me because I'm a fucking grandma and don't understand it. Though I will say, I'm thrilled that eye makeup is getting heavier again. I just wish clothing was more interesting or just...not so god damn ugly. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">I certainly find inspiration from other gaijin gals and I'm very grateful for that. A lot of gals who actively interact with me keep me enthusiastic even if I'm down for the count. I love bouncing ideas off each other or just chatting and remembering old times fondly. That's kind of what's kept me optimistic lately. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">At the same time though, I've always felt like an outsider of the outsiders. Like I said before, my experience has been extremely isolated not just in person but online too but given my encounters with others in past even with the online community but I almost rather it be that way. How I see it, is with online communities, you are putting yourself out there for whatever. Anyone can start shit with you for no reason at any moment because it's an open platform via a community. However, if someone is on my page, they'd look pretty silly picking a fight with me because it's easy as just not following me if you don't like my shit? I also find that if if you appreciate my content, then the interaction is genuine rather than forced just because I just so happen to be a part of the same thing as you? I like it a lot more and I love the DMs I get about a lot of different subjects on fashion, gyaru, life, ect. I don't know if that choiceful isolation that deems me not gal enough but if that's the case, so be it. I feel gal enough for myself if that is any consolation to myself. A lot of people often ask me why I never joined online communities and be very transparent, I get wayyyy too caught up in the standards set by other people and it just doesn't make it a fun time for me. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">I certainly have goals for the future as I've mentioned here in the past and on this post. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">Short-term goals include unfucking my lost package out of Chicago for god's sake and doing a proper haul video. It's truly a huge ass haul and one I think a lot of people would like. It's all cute shit. I found some unknown rare brand and it kind of duals up with Lizzie's upcoming haul (we enabled each other and shopping together as gal pals do) so I'm really hoping my package gets unlost because it's truly a good one. If not, hey, you'll get to see pretty things from Lizzie because we bought from the same fucking brand (hell, I'm the one who showed some of the stuff to her and she lost her mind and she looks good in ALL of the stuff she bought btw).</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"> It's also summertime and I wanna wear my Alba at least once. However, I want an outfit pic and that's hard to do yourself and it's hard to ask the people you live with for help when they don't like your style and will most definitely give you shit for it. And at this rate? I'm already feeling low enough to where I don't need that type of energy in my life. I didn't ask for that. haha...But I know one day, it won't be that way. I just have to hold on for a minute and I'll be able to live my own life as I please without that type of toxicity. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;"> I also have a manga rec video by a gal for gyaru/j-fashion people I wanna do and I've been taking notes and hoarding pics/scans for the video. I feel like a lot of recs are like...the otaku stereotype of gyaru and I'm just over it. Please, lemme give you some good ones. Hell, I even have some fun BL ones thrown in (god bless Ogeretsu Tanaka but I have more than just <i>Neon Sign Amber</i>, I promise haha)</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">I also will finally be going on another adventure next Thursday. It's a dentist appointment so no gyaru makeup because ahaha that shit would like right on the fuck off under those lights with water spraying. So I'll probably wear a really fun androg look with some of my new SPR clothing which will be fun. Imma treat it like dressing for an outdoor summer rock music festival or some shit. It's just way less eyecatching than LL or gyaru in general and the more intimidating/not hyper-feminine I look on public transportation, the less in danger I'll feel on it if that makes any sense. I only truly feel reassured when I have friends with me and even then, assholes still have the gall to try it. :') </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">However, I'm thinking about vlogging my adventure post dentist trip since I have to stall around. I'll probably do it in the style of the vlogs you've seen with me with captions and my face cropped out (because I'll be wrecked after the dentist). We'll see how my phone holds up since the battery is absolute ass and I'm basically holding out until the 13 Pro drops so I can properly enjoy my gimbal without my phone shitting out. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, sorry for this being a weird ass blog. I've been kind of feeling low for a few weeks and it felt nice getting shit off of my chest. Thank you guys as always for encouraging and just overall being patient with me. </span></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYN6tvvqwpjl6VV8lxHvlTbOCMGrRJ-bQHf2Y3Pu7rAxpbHsYaJw8D2n9u4uB6j6lFH5VaLZi-8uar-4gG-bJl2EoYCTcCGPGBEVRr2aHDKRg678grrnzjcbcEXgSfQOE_36j5HehSqBjL/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="164" data-original-width="320" height="164" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYN6tvvqwpjl6VV8lxHvlTbOCMGrRJ-bQHf2Y3Pu7rAxpbHsYaJw8D2n9u4uB6j6lFH5VaLZi-8uar-4gG-bJl2EoYCTcCGPGBEVRr2aHDKRg678grrnzjcbcEXgSfQOE_36j5HehSqBjL/" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-83187214447177641162021-06-05T13:00:00.001-07:002021-06-06T01:42:10.054-07:00First Time Outside of my Neighborhood in a Year with Ichigo + Future Aspirations after the Ending of Semester+ Sakura Goodies and Tech Investments<p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> I had a look planned for today and my time of the month decided to tell me, "fuck no"-so I thought I'd make up for it by writing a post instead since I can't be productive in other ways. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVgPLoI6HKQvMJIaEMEE3cskoEp-Rlt85Ua99Lj6i2Fx_Z1z_emdmbxYUgafrJEO2lKlQl7kcyQXck6C7h2YMEgripzggNyWOfZVSb1uBR6X8BNQOPDFMRGuhSlnw-aNknhJMsFCdOns5y/s160/tumblr_inline_mnjrbdDsV11qz4rgp.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="160" data-original-width="98" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVgPLoI6HKQvMJIaEMEE3cskoEp-Rlt85Ua99Lj6i2Fx_Z1z_emdmbxYUgafrJEO2lKlQl7kcyQXck6C7h2YMEgripzggNyWOfZVSb1uBR6X8BNQOPDFMRGuhSlnw-aNknhJMsFCdOns5y/s0/tumblr_inline_mnjrbdDsV11qz4rgp.gif" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />Usually, I do monthly posts because my life isn't that interesting? Like most of the time guys, it's been a ton of schoolwork or me being a total potato because I'm tired from said schoolwork. This online learning deal has made me be extremely tired of being hunched over my laptop if that makes any sense? But then I have to edit or create content for ya'll on said computer so it's been a bit of a task for a minute as I just got on break around two weeks ago or so? </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Plus, anything you do read, you've most likely heard about through Instagram or a video already. I do monthly do that way I have more to talk about. I know a lot of gals do really short to the point blog posts, but I'm a little different. Some of ya'lls like the blog stuff so I do it so you guys can indulge. I miss blogging culture though. Back in the day, I used to be all about this blog and even beforehand, I had a Livejournal and a Xanga for god's sake. LOL. I was that bitch at one point and then decided that I really liked video and picture content creation more as soon as I had a camera.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">However, blogging is comforting. I don't have to be made up to the nines like I have to be in pictures or a video. I can just write on down days like these you know? </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ2MaDjKBWS2y04exOyaFPk0pkKiPkWAso2Ga1hz0VxwMf0AX3mdGcQyrbAHKBVxx94F0W5thxJ3w0IPHau7KhUzhWmEAJWXZn2uxaIQR6QIOTl9vgZbF6iahJkCaVyyx0aWp3qxasJ5yq/s112/14694675.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="112" data-original-width="77" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ2MaDjKBWS2y04exOyaFPk0pkKiPkWAso2Ga1hz0VxwMf0AX3mdGcQyrbAHKBVxx94F0W5thxJ3w0IPHau7KhUzhWmEAJWXZn2uxaIQR6QIOTl9vgZbF6iahJkCaVyyx0aWp3qxasJ5yq/s0/14694675.gif" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />Anyway, my summer vacation has finally begun. I *finally* have time on my hands and I'm a little shook. I'm so used to just being stressed or having shit I need to do that it feels odd to be slowing down. I so feel like I need to enjoy it though. This is my last summer vacation ever before I join the workforce and don't get nearly as long of a time off. I'm very lucky because I've been permitted a lot more down time than the average person thanks to being a student for so long. However, I'm really eager to make income and be able to travel and do stuff maybe. That's probably naive of me considering student loans and stuff but I think I just want to be able to make progress in my life in a different way. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Speaking of progress, I made straight As! This is actually kind of wild because this school year sucked ass. My school is okayish but the way they've handled this pandemic has truly frustrated me. I kind of settled for this university because it was the cheaper option compared to the Bay Area. However, the more time I spent away from Sacramento, the more I realized that I didn't fit there. I missed the Bay Area and realized that my heart truly is left in San Francisco. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">There's nothing wrong with Sacramento but when you have to function in "normal" places without friends, it's a little harder. I realized how different I was there and how easier it was for me to make friends at San Francisco State as a freshman versus Sacramento State as a junior. I think if I pursued my master's degree, I'd most likely transfer to my previous university. I love how Sacramento is a bit more laid back but honestly? I love really big cities. As a creative, that's where I'd thrive. I'm an English major after all and even though I'm 30 and should be wanting to settle down, I have no desire to. I have no significant other. I have no desire for children in the future. I don't want that white picket fence lifestyle with a bunch of wine clubs and soccer moms who bond while their kids are in school/daycare. It's never been my vibe so the suburbs have never been appealing for me. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I live in an area like that now (but in the middle of nowhere) and it's extremely isolating as a 30-year-old single person who is perhaps a little bit behind on life. I like to comfort myself by reminding myself that it's better that I made the decisions in my mid to late 20s because I'm not an impulsive kid making big financial decisions without knowing who exactly I am. I've had time to do some self-reflection and experiment around with jobs, living spaces, and people to really figure out where I am happiest. I haven't gotten it all figured out yet but I think at my age I handle things a lot better than I would if I had been 21. I don't care about what other people are doing around me or what milestones they are hitting in comparison to me. I'm just living for me and following my own path and making the right goals set for me. People can judge me all they want but at the end of the day, I'm truly living my life for me. I'm not living it for other people and other people aren't living my life. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">SF is kind of in turmoil right now due to the pandemic but my hope is that if I ended up staying in the US, that I would be rewarded for wanting to live thereafter so many people fleed/dipped out of SF. The rent just needed to go down a little bit more of I need to get paid that sweet sweet Bay Area income in order to thrive properly. Sometimes I just look at apartment complexes just keep informed or wonder about the prospect of living said area. For now, the goal is Tokyo or at least somewhere in Kantou. LOL. I want to live in a different country for a little while just for the experience. I'm extremely privileged to be able to entertain that prospect and go after that dream. Technically, I would have graduated this semester but I'm getting my certificate in TESOL/TEFL so I can better teach English abroad in Japan. I feel like I'd be a better candidate with that under my belt. I want to entertain other job prospects later on in life but teaching was always my goal to start with honestly. I always thought it would be high school English literature but given the fact that I'd need to go to graduate school (and wouldn't even get a masters for that nonsense) and I can't afford that, I think going abroad is my next best option. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Gosh my blogs are so serious with future prospects each time. I hope I'm not boring ya'll too much with it. I just feel like maybe if I write it down and work hard that I can somehow manifest it all into my wheelhouse. haha...</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiURlstPlIf2g7Nft1cZQvys-ZqiHW7kf-6laO-kc07TPl2pZfY74QYUDzLHvxaFh_Q9p-f4GeRZTWbfY5Oy6tp06kbBnTVFjE2FCo2JDrbjBDhHVn9sGM6MDOu194eoNYHtgJKU3smzVc/s240/tumblr_inline_mju3fsCyYa1qz4rgp.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="26" data-original-width="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiURlstPlIf2g7Nft1cZQvys-ZqiHW7kf-6laO-kc07TPl2pZfY74QYUDzLHvxaFh_Q9p-f4GeRZTWbfY5Oy6tp06kbBnTVFjE2FCo2JDrbjBDhHVn9sGM6MDOu194eoNYHtgJKU3smzVc/s0/tumblr_inline_mju3fsCyYa1qz4rgp.gif" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, on Saturday I had to go get my first dose of the vaccine. I chose the Pfizer one because that's the one being distributed in Japan apparently (just in case there's some type of discrepancy when I try to yeet), plus that one had the least wait time in between. I have a rather hefty to-do list over my final. After the vaccine, I need to take care of some health things. Mainly filling some cavities (I had a filling pop out during the pandemic and it's made that tooth eat shit) and getting a proper eye exam. I think I mentioned how I didn't want to buy new circle lenses until I figured out my new pointage, so I've just been wearing my holy grail Mimi lenses for a little bit while I wait it out. Then after all of that, I want to start working on getting my passport that way I can travel. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">But first comes first, I want to get my vaccine out of the way. Ichigo ended up helping me with this ordeal and I am *super grateful* about that because I don't drive. I don't live near ANYTHING and without their help, this wouldn't have happened. I live in a weird situation that I'm trying to get out of in regards to family, so sometimes I really do have to rely on my friends in order to get anything accomplished. It's extremely frustrating to have to rely on others (it places a dent in my pride, not gonna lie) but I know that soon, it won't be like that and I'll possibly have more control over my circumstances. Especially if I have income in order to send myself to other places that are more accessible to a non-driver. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I blogged the adventure Ichigo so some of you already know the gist of it. I ended up going to Riteaid thinking nobody would think to go there because it's kind of in a weird location in my town. There was only one pharmacist doing the shots so we actually waited for-fucking-ever and I was grateful that I did a last minute outfit change with more comfortable shoes because I truly would have ate shit with the original plan. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_0dNON4KAsunNNRFNKL7lYeExRHg_I64n8mmDh7wWN_7B8n3SRK7r7gpjF3jqmmNmzQ-5rHh3oJyrIb8rKoDBXkGbHnEIcwQbiurSFOVy8yTLrVT9QUnmy2XUNVFmQ8D28Cj_kbhglAdt/s960/187865207_4130813153648258_2721500860125036548_n.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_0dNON4KAsunNNRFNKL7lYeExRHg_I64n8mmDh7wWN_7B8n3SRK7r7gpjF3jqmmNmzQ-5rHh3oJyrIb8rKoDBXkGbHnEIcwQbiurSFOVy8yTLrVT9QUnmy2XUNVFmQ8D28Cj_kbhglAdt/s320/187865207_4130813153648258_2721500860125036548_n.jpeg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />Speaking of my outfit, I did a really neat classic himekaji style look that I'm quite proud of. I've been waiting to do an orange look for FOREVER. -yodels- Orange isn't done a lot but whenever I do see an orange himekaji look, it leaves a huge impression on me because it's not a color that everyone just up and fucks with. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I got this outfit way back in the wintertime and recently purchased some shorts to go under it as well as some cowboy boots. Would ya'll believe me if I said not one part of this whole getup is legit brand items at all? This is ALL from Aliexpress. The boots, the shorts, the top/dress thingie, the flowers in my hair, the eyelashes. All. Of. It. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Honestly, this proves how accessible gyaru fashion is if you just *look around* and do your research. This whole e-girl thing combined with gyaru isn't gyaru. It's e-girl for a reason. There's a lot of Aliexpress items that really do look like Liz Lisa, ma*rs, and d.i.a but you have to coord them a certain way to really pull it the fuck off. People really did assume I was wearing all Liz Lisa that Saturday and I wasn't! haha... </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I used to back in the day go to these cheapy Chinese/Korean owned Asian fashion stores for my gyaru wear because overseas just somehow really values cuteness or intricacy better than the United States does so I really was able to find pieces that looked like Liz Lisa without it being Liz Lisa all the time. Same applies to Aliexpress. If you search around you'll really find what you're looking for. It's just a matter of coordinating it in a way that looks gyaru rather than looking like whatever they have shown as the stock image on Ali or what you see people on the internet wearing. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I think a lot of the advice going around by really skilled gaijin gyaru applies here. Don't look at other gaijin gyaru for inspiration fully. Look at models. Pay attention to specific eras if you really wanna pop off. However, I will say be careful trying to look exactly like models. I think it's good to do to start with but then after awhile, pay attention more to specific fashion eras or add your own style to it that is cohesive with the look. You don't want to be doing a model cosplay after all! :P </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Sometimes I try to emulate models and other times I try to do my own thing. I think for this orange look I was trying to combine the 2007 era with a bit of 2009/2010 I think in regards to himekaji/LL. I feel like the orange color was pretty big in 2009/2010. There's a pretty infamous picture of Kumicky in some orange coordinates that I like and there's this one dress/top set that also is pretty famous and has orange in it from that time. Also the cowboy boots definitely reminded me of that era of Liz Lisa that was a little bit romantic/boho/western all at the same damn time. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The flowers and updo was me trying to pull a 2007 where my hair and make up was way more princessy. I feel like 2010 was lightening up a little bit already. Honestly, the hair and make up was supposed to go with an outfit that included Jesus Diamante and really old Liz Lisa that I have that is also orange but I made last-minute outfit change with Ichigo who validated the decision by insisting that the outfit I went with was casual and way cuter for the occasion! So I intended to do an older vibe but went newer but my make up and hair was the intention of doing an older thing.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">This was also my first time doing full on updo. I don't use extensions or anything so I don't get to do a lot of fun stuff. My hair is a weird range of colors right now. My natural color isn't a consistent color and honestly throwing bleach in has made it more consistent but I can't commit to the upkeep of full bleach on a student budget so it truly is what it is. LOL. Most of my hairstyles are flukes/experimentations. I was trying to give myself a mini him bump so I could throw the flowers I recently bought off of Ali in and hey, it ended up working surprisingly. The back was a little ugh but you know what? It is what it is when you're doing your hair yourself and don't have the help of extra hands and hair. It wasn't too terrible!</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDpIHwpZe8FWDQmazYvEyWSHxW2GX-9i7DZZtWPL5eZS2OVFhjp3qyf9Oc91IhglP71QVRBO7XyGtKW-D-BnPFSHwq3haoe7g9xJSM5B_OQJD4Qwo5ZQBwqXTIIVnAJhOGuAueN80kjdbe/s960/182048814_4067693589960215_2074804016091789372_n.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="960" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDpIHwpZe8FWDQmazYvEyWSHxW2GX-9i7DZZtWPL5eZS2OVFhjp3qyf9Oc91IhglP71QVRBO7XyGtKW-D-BnPFSHwq3haoe7g9xJSM5B_OQJD4Qwo5ZQBwqXTIIVnAJhOGuAueN80kjdbe/s320/182048814_4067693589960215_2074804016091789372_n.jpeg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />Make-up wise, I messed around with orange makeup. I did kind of a neutral eye with a pop of orange. The bling under the eyelashes made a return because I swear to you, THAT is my current makeup boom ever since I got the magazines where Tsubasa does it-so now it's THE the thing to do. The blush is a Canmake blush I own in a bright orange color. I really want a dupe of the Candy Doll "Carrot Orange" color because it's got some type of yellow hue to it but alas, I cannot find a dupe. </3 For the lips I did a really fun thing. I recent purchased the HolikaHolika Devil's Lip Plumper set and when I tell you this shit works, I mean it. Holy fuck. Too Faced's "Lip Injection" shit doesn't have ANYTHING on this Holika Holika one. It hurts a little but but omg it makes your lips huge. I wore it under my Jill Stuart lipstick and I think it worked out pretty well. If my lips looked different in pictures, then hi: that's why. I used a bomb lip plumper. I super recommend it. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">After my vaccine, Ichigo and I headed over to a city next to mine to hit up a plaza that has a lot of Asian goodies. They had never tried Bonchon before and was tempted from my vlog from where I stayed in my dorm room alone last year. I told them if I was ever on campus again, we'd hit Bonchon. However, I never ended up going back to my campus due to COVID, so we hit up another Bonchon for Korean fried chicken nearby. However, when we got there it was their close-up time until dinner hours. SO we had to stall around.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">We ended up going to Ranch 99 to get snacks for our respective houses. I ended up buying fuck tons of tea because I always end up drinking more than I do eat. I got from Strawberry flavored Royal Milk tea because I love strawberry flavor. I also have same tea in the peach flavor at home. <3 I've also tried to sakura flavored one. I got some Itoen Jasmine and Matcha milk teas. Some regular green teas from Yeo in juice boxes (that stuff is my shit man, I grew up drinking these in my teenagehood). I also got some Japanese fruit jellies (lycheeeee) and some more rice wine and sakura flavored chips from the Chinese Lays brand because apparently I'm psychotic and love that flavor profile. ahaha. I think it's an acquired taste! I had to eat it a couple of times before I liked it. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">When I posted the chips on Insta a lot of people comments about them saying they were super cute because the pringles can style has the chips be pink! </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Ichigo got some mochi flour and recently made some cool looking mochi donuts. Wahhh. I'm inspired. I wanna try. They also got lots of nori and lychee drinks. ahaha. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Afterward, we still had time to stall around so we hit up a boba placed called Happy Lemon. I've tried it once when my friend Janelle visited me back before my birthday last year. However, I hadn't ever tried it myself! I got a strawberry black tea (we have a boba shortage so I don't think they were doing boba here -sad-) and Ichigo got a mango concoction. It was suuuuper yummy. I really like the flavor of the Happy Lemon teas at least the one I've had. It's very refreshing even though there are not many customized options like iTea and T4. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipswG0iu9uVgLxqUlPdp5x_LV0XkfjNzwBfQmTJEbyhejd4ScgEguSpylHqQbzjgdz3b5PB7lJbNWOcTWumfr4539uS64GOfFTsSSz-MCagCp5FcX5eUkok8Gzkv4TEylgbEuhOY7-RTWh/s180/ahh.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="170" data-original-width="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipswG0iu9uVgLxqUlPdp5x_LV0XkfjNzwBfQmTJEbyhejd4ScgEguSpylHqQbzjgdz3b5PB7lJbNWOcTWumfr4539uS64GOfFTsSSz-MCagCp5FcX5eUkok8Gzkv4TEylgbEuhOY7-RTWh/s0/ahh.gif" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />We tried hitting up 85c for some goodies (I'm never ever near 85c Bakery anymore and it breaks my heart. I used to loiter around at 85c and Paris Baguette while chatting with friends. We'd order cake, tea, and just sit talking and I miss it direly) but they didn't have ANYTHING. They were basically sold out of most things and the line for everything else was gross so we got the fuck out of there. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">We ended up stalling around outside until Bonchon opened. Which was good because we hit it up right before there was a dinner rush. We both got boneless chicken and ended up getting different sides for us to share. I really like Japchae so I got that and Ichigo got some french fries. I honestly thing I made the better choice. :P The fries were okay but the japchae slapped. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">We got back to my place and set some stuff up to watch High&Low together. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I think I've gushed about High&Low before. It literally got me through lockdown when I was staying alone at my dorm. It's such a fun j-drama/movie series and I super recommend it if you like bosozoku/gang/yakuza shit and EXILE TRIBE. hahah. I basically converted Ichigo into the Church of Exile and we've been having SO MUCH FUN spazzing out over this shit. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It's been nice rewatching the series with a friend and fangirling over it all over it again. It's fun gushing about stuff even outside of fashion stuff. We like a lot of similar fashion and music things and it's overall just....really really fun to talk to someone about a variety of different things. Especially out of fashion considering that I feel like studying and fashion is all anyone knows me for. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">We basically watched ALL of the season one in one go. We first started watching on my laptop because it wasn't dark enough for my projector and then eventually we moved to watching the rest of it on the projector. So far, we've gotten up to movie 1 together. I've watched the whole thing just to say so it's fun torturing my friend knowing stuff's gonna happen and that they're not readyyyy. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Afterward, Ichigo went home and that was most of that day.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It was so nice socializing and just leaving my fucking neighborhood. I've been so sick of seeing the same shit for a year straight with no break. I'm really eager to do more stuff this summer since restrictions are loosening up. However, I have a lot of things I need to take care of and I also have to be mindful because I'm trying to also save up for Japan. So I might be hermitting a bit more just to save on expenses since I'm trying to have a bigger adventure than usual if I just stay disciplined. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia2UJEli8i36uWY2b32u_RGgAabhKFmb3cmQ0HkLmHAembOio2OXBp5t9TxZN271AuxErwSYKGsVOi_XmmlR10tcV4-_4xyGbewGIJLyPK_hH2nWoxmDZl6r2AXEpE261Q5icJTZdlV_LK/s960/186525593_4124527844276789_9207962242037377922_n.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="830" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia2UJEli8i36uWY2b32u_RGgAabhKFmb3cmQ0HkLmHAembOio2OXBp5t9TxZN271AuxErwSYKGsVOi_XmmlR10tcV4-_4xyGbewGIJLyPK_hH2nWoxmDZl6r2AXEpE261Q5icJTZdlV_LK/s320/186525593_4124527844276789_9207962242037377922_n.jpeg" /></span></a></div><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Speaking of video stuff though, I got myself a cool little photography/videography gadget that I am very excited to play with. It's called a gimbal and it creates really smooth cinematic shots for your videos. Basically, it's a camera stabilizer. I first started seeing them used in a lot of the Japan walking videos that I like to immerse myself into in order to relax. However, I noticed that some vloggers use them to get incredible sceneic shots or even bomb outfit pics or whatever. It's like...a tripod on crack. There's a lot of different gimbals out on the market but I invested in the best of the best. I got the DJI OM4 as my tool of trade. It's hard to enjoy right now on my dying iPhone X (the battery is giving way and the clamps balance where the volume buttons are so it's chaotic right now) but I'm hoping when I invest in the new iPhone 13, that I'll be able to have a lot more fun with this gadget. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I mainly got it for vlogging purposes. I'm hoping to travel soon and I just thought it was such a cool little gadget to have in order to have really stable shots. Plus, it got a reverse mode for selfies and if I throw it on a tripod, there's a tracking feature where the phone will follow me-which is pretty awesome for things like cooking or maybe showing you guys my styling videos using my wardrobe in the future? We'll see. I haven't gotten to play with it too much but I'm looking forward to doing more with it. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I also want to go outside of a work trip just because believe it or not, I've never gotten to travel or take a proper vacation outside of a con. I think it would be a really nice experience for me. My family has never taken a vacation fully and I feel like it's up to me to do anything if I want any type of new experience. It would be so awesome to go there during the cherry blossom blooming season especially. I'm all about urban exploring but how beautiful does it feel to have hints of nature in places with the trees?</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNKEr5zYlg-br8SEee-YFKl0qL424YJrqtswAvVsF9DmXObVlx9TmfzCXDzUATmeTc-VEUPr3lnV4bYc09hUGHkAl7EtDkMKCy58lMv05evGoolncSJk3TX_mmqDpy0PB6YQNXOCuOb3qy/s960/186548035_4119191458143761_8005716691956034604_n.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNKEr5zYlg-br8SEee-YFKl0qL424YJrqtswAvVsF9DmXObVlx9TmfzCXDzUATmeTc-VEUPr3lnV4bYc09hUGHkAl7EtDkMKCy58lMv05evGoolncSJk3TX_mmqDpy0PB6YQNXOCuOb3qy/s320/186548035_4119191458143761_8005716691956034604_n.jpeg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />Plus, all the sakura-flavored goodies! A couple of months ago I bit the bullet and indulged a little bit by purchasing the Strawberry Sakura Strawberry instant lattes that are super limited edition to Japan. It was wayyy too tempted. Those are two of my favorite flavor profiles combined. I love strawberries and I love trying lots of sakura flavored things (I had mochi for New Year that was sakura flavored and I also had the Lays chips in sakura. I also recently purchased sakura bath salts-so 2021 has truly been spring time for me!). The latte is absolute CRACK. I love this flavor profile so much. It tasted and smelled nostalgic for some reason and I can't put my finger onto why it did but I loved it. Also what the actual fuck Japanese Starbucks? Their instant lattes froth perfectly and aren't a syrupy flat mess. I'm saving my last three sticks for special occasions before the expiry date. I also gifted Ichigo with one of them and my sakura x matcha Pocky as well because it's a good combo together. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I recently filmed two videos that should be coming out soon. One is part two of the May 2007 Popteen flip-through and the other is me being a personal shopper/stylist for ya'll on Aliexpress. I mentioned earlier that I was good at that sort of thing, so I thought I would help some "baby gals" out on their gal journey with some affordable items. I'm pretty protective of my brand name things and won't be helping in that realm (I always say there's great reward in finding your own treasures) but I thought that Aliexpress is fair game. Especially since a lot of new kids are trying to utilize it and may be over-looking a lot of stuff that could legitimately help them improve. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'll explain my reasonings behind some of the items I chose in my video for reference. I think a lot of people even with brands tend to have this tendency to think "ooh pretty/shiny" but then don't really think about how they're going to coordinate things. Definetely pay attention to sheens of fabrics, colors, what eras or models you're taking inspiration from. For example, I don't care how many people do it-throwing a d.i.a belt with an Alba jacket is too weird. It's two entirely different eras of gyaru. Pick one. Either you're doing the early 2000s get up to the 2009-2012 bullshit. I know they're both cool but pick one day for one era and another day for the next. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">That's another bone I have to pick. You don't have to *commit* to a substyle. Nobody OWNS a substyle either so don't think you're copying or stepping on someone's toes. For sure come up with your own concepts or ideas/find your own inspirations but honestly, picking one substyle just limits yourself so much. I'm the bitch that will be goth'd out one day in all black and then agejo the next day. Deadass, I've done that before and I have so much fun doing it because nobody knows wtf to expect from me. I definitely have eras of time where I'm fixated on one style for a while but honestly, I just like pretty things and clothes. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I feel like there needs to be an emphasis more on love gyaru for gyaru versus trying to be exactly in THAT way. It's okay to experiment with substyles...I just don't know about mixing too many elements from different eras or whatever. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, I'm sure this blog is getting way too lengthy so I'll end it here for now. Hopefully this month will be a little bit more eventful because I have things to do which always means an excuse to get dressed and leave my fucking house. haha...</span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphen4pEqUwhJTu0kyWMuexZnHKjJq79zCH5mJ9ag5UoUWy3ceJ00VACHtLZ3w5N2rEjTZqURopLPMDVG0pkR1HcmYa8ROoBdm3UPeFZazTnpHziRcdmcjR-mftFScndICPu4DbZXsIFwYZ8/s480/Darla_Signature.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphen4pEqUwhJTu0kyWMuexZnHKjJq79zCH5mJ9ag5UoUWy3ceJ00VACHtLZ3w5N2rEjTZqURopLPMDVG0pkR1HcmYa8ROoBdm3UPeFZazTnpHziRcdmcjR-mftFScndICPu4DbZXsIFwYZ8/s320/Darla_Signature.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-85277043673776651752021-05-12T23:40:00.003-07:002021-05-12T23:40:56.968-07:00Procrastination, Cute Outfits, Health Issues, and of course: YouTube<p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> Hello Hello! Welcome to this month's blog post. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj6pr9d8PosYJuQYpElHDzlaMybBL2Cf3Y7ZuUc3jxNwAxymjQ5_8qlOW9Mn69oVCnaGIwOD0ZBg00gXdrchqPNBP1TIUNwCMSZ39obGgtqLq5wLfF9C3jKssK5oVQxK0Y9NAtXWA36IXP/s153/tumblr_inline_mpl3syjfT71qz4rgp.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="117" data-original-width="153" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj6pr9d8PosYJuQYpElHDzlaMybBL2Cf3Y7ZuUc3jxNwAxymjQ5_8qlOW9Mn69oVCnaGIwOD0ZBg00gXdrchqPNBP1TIUNwCMSZ39obGgtqLq5wLfF9C3jKssK5oVQxK0Y9NAtXWA36IXP/s0/tumblr_inline_mpl3syjfT71qz4rgp.gif" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />I have been SO busy since we last spoke guys. I'm basically procrastinating on some of my school work because finishing a project took it the fuck out of me. I've never been as mentally drained as I have been this school year. I swear. I'm not sure if it's senioritis or just the lack of boundaries and separation between school work from home and keeping my home space separated from it all. The amount of work professors have assigned this school year is fucking insane. I think I've also been under a lot of pressure because in order to get my TESOL certificate, I'm not allowed to make anything less than a B. I can't even make a B- so I'm over here kind of stressed the fuck out because of the pressure. haha... </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">There was one night where I was supposed to go to bed early or work on shit and I just ended up talking to Calypso for most of the fucking morning. It was ass o'clock my time. smh. It was fun but arghhh why do I do this to myself? Btw, she started a blog so go follow her: <a href="https://kestionizonline.blogspot.com/">https://kestionizonline.blogspot.com/</a></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">If you like extra-long blogs kinda like mine she just recently did one. She lives that gal mama life with her family in Paris.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">ANYWAY, I think I'm also just over this era of my life and want to move forward and start making a regular stable paycheck. I know it will be a little stressful because I'm a fresh graduate with some fresh loans to pay off, but I know I work super hard and that this all will eventually pay off and lead to me living the life that I've dreamed of living for a very long time. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm either moving to Tokyo or moving into San Francisco if I stay in the US. That is the goal. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, I guess I should update ya'll on things on here even though most of you guys know what's been up via the Instagram. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">A few weeks ago I FINALLY was able to do a look. I actually stayed up all night knowing that if I slept and tried to do a look, I wouldn't get outfit pictures and it was super essential for me to have the cord pictures in good lighting considering that I was promoting some stuff from Mayu's brand SweetHeartYun! </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Mayu's Blog: <a href="https://mayuminnielove.blogspot.com/">https://mayuminnielove.blogspot.com/</a></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Mayu's shop: <a href="https://www.etsy.com/no-en/shop/SweetHeartYun">https://www.etsy.com/no-en/shop/SweetHeartYun</a></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP6ezIvi9r1GUqPt8PF0B02s5Wb7VWjX-LSC9pzflbXxsE_GAXlwJedIHhVOIrGRov0I1Zj_l6zo00twt2-Wbmufb_Ud3-gFo7muKHsCwJcxvsJeScdCudlySIX2FmV6qrf2YAYOeN_GKp/s960/175516106_4029791283750446_9033276138047660276_n.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP6ezIvi9r1GUqPt8PF0B02s5Wb7VWjX-LSC9pzflbXxsE_GAXlwJedIHhVOIrGRov0I1Zj_l6zo00twt2-Wbmufb_Ud3-gFo7muKHsCwJcxvsJeScdCudlySIX2FmV6qrf2YAYOeN_GKp/s320/175516106_4029791283750446_9033276138047660276_n.jpeg" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I bought some of the really cute bear items because it reminded me of old school Tralala as well as this deco bling shop that used to exist in Shibuya 109 way back in the day (to be fair, there were two shops. A whole big bling and deco shop full of different items and then a brand that I think was only sold at SBY and then the girl who designed the stuff ended up functioning independently for a bit. But her stuff was more hime). </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Bears are also super trendy in more modern items though, they are usually included in the menhera/darker aesthetics from brands like Ank Rogue or Travas Tokyo. This is definitely the more himekaji gyaru version of that trend but in a modern way I suppose?</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I tried a lot of different things because lately I've been inspired by literal himekaji. I mean..like..not even the boho LL shit but the actual hime shit from Diamante and Liz Lisa but made casual if that makes any sense? Basically 2007 bullshit. I typically don't stick to one substyle, era, or model but I personally think it leaves me open to experiment with a lot of things and have fun.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje4wjsqvJbeIeshA1wzTpZxbPTFULjNzvZF4WDS_o9ltKzyYuTQ24n338xyETHQu3oejrUvEhb1LDkgRlBnWiqJ7cUtuJXHDXBpgG1jMNVxSl9HnESIH-w_ixIszaR02iC6aH1E4rr_wYQ/s960/175301327_4029860423743532_7886095642035993312_n.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="936" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje4wjsqvJbeIeshA1wzTpZxbPTFULjNzvZF4WDS_o9ltKzyYuTQ24n338xyETHQu3oejrUvEhb1LDkgRlBnWiqJ7cUtuJXHDXBpgG1jMNVxSl9HnESIH-w_ixIszaR02iC6aH1E4rr_wYQ/s320/175301327_4029860423743532_7886095642035993312_n.jpeg" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />I definitely had fun with this look. It was wild, I think this is the one time I haven't filmed my make-up for a tutorial and this was the make-up everyone was requesting a tutorial of. God. Dammit. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">To be fair, I was tired AF. I didn't want to bust out my three ring lights and set up a tripod for the DSLR (it's a fucking hassle, I swear) and I also didn't realize my make-up would turn out THAT nice. Jesus Christ. My lashes were doing really well that day and that doesn't always happen. Pink eye make-up/pink make-up is typically one my default color schemes and is the one I think I'm most known for other than me doing red eye make. Basically, ya girl lives for her warm tones. However, I think in the future I wanna try working with orange and gold tones for some himekaji stuff but watch me default to pink because I recently bought fucktons of pink clothing items. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZVPj5_Zhvh-7_ZlqsDOwcWevXvozBHzZM8ELVyjM_jsfpRjrq2t15bU2BiwnFZPLSMabgYLh7zQNjVrW5exnbyJedRFtJSfhy6LLtpC2Fwha_ctqzTgQN09uLYoqyOhJkIHphoupXeKzi/s1145/185745476_216973746899090_37707056970955550_n+%25281%2529.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1145" data-original-width="1125" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZVPj5_Zhvh-7_ZlqsDOwcWevXvozBHzZM8ELVyjM_jsfpRjrq2t15bU2BiwnFZPLSMabgYLh7zQNjVrW5exnbyJedRFtJSfhy6LLtpC2Fwha_ctqzTgQN09uLYoqyOhJkIHphoupXeKzi/s320/185745476_216973746899090_37707056970955550_n+%25281%2529.jpg" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />I recently bought some Popteens from 2007 and the covers have Tsubasa Masuwaka on them looking like an all-out queen. I noticed that she was doing the good old 2000s trick of throwing crystals under the eye makeup/under the lower lash line so I tried it out for this SweetHeartYun look since I wanted it to look extra special. I recently bought some super shiny flatback crystals for nails and I might have to buy more because I really love this effect for the eye make-up. It made the area super shiny and I feel like adding fun bits made me almost look younger somehow?</span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">For hair, I kind of wanted to pull an Okarie. I typically combine different trademarks from different models and combine them or just do my own thing. I know a lot of people like entirely copying models but I've been doing this stuff for so long that I feel like I can divert a little bit and do/make my own thing at this point. I did a low twin-tail style for the hair and because my bands are pretty long right now, I decided to add pull the bangs back and pin them. I teased the front a little bit before I pinned it and I really liked the look a lot. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The Okarie trademark honestly came in when I added the flowers. I know this is just a typical Popteen type of deal but it reminds me of a specific Popteen cover with Okarie on it (the one where she graduates from the magazine actually) is why I say that. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">For my outfit, I tried to really make it all out Popteen style. The top is of course, SweetHeartYun. The skirt is from Liz Lisa. The shoes are 2006 Jesus Diamante pink and white lace enamel mules with a clear plastic heel. The bag is an old school polkadot Samantha Vega chain clutch in pink and white that has rhinestone detailing in the quilting. I added the SweetHeartYun bling bear keychain in pink to further cuten up the bag. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The flowers are just offbrand hair flowers all layered together. My earrings (that you sadly can't see) are pink rhinestone hearts. I also added to the sleeves of the shirt for an extra cute touch, pink hair hair bow clips. That little detail is hardly noticed in pictures but I was actually able to make a very quick coffee run and the barista complimented that small little detail and thought that it came with the shirt like that! haha. It's a really neat little trick I learned from when I used to customize offbrand clothes back in the day. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">In all, I'm pretty proud of the outfit. It was super comfortable minus my shoes because I swear I have a thyroid issue or excessive fluid in my legs because everything is swollen and it makes shoes hard to fit on my feet. :( This is another reason I can't wait to graduate and get a stable job so I can afford health insurance to figure out wtf is wrong with me!! </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTogc_Uaes0Ql1ME5KAweeOj1bbY3ytqMaZ_znh_rOWhBibXdOheTKnbj6HuaarewTc0kmZelTWpvgCgY1tS1b4M3uYbZzkKgHAwyDID1GjjVrkC1eUPQLxGgHCuCtteXEiqZ0yiyOOttN/s140/tumblr_inline_mnt65hLBVB1qz4rgp.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="140" data-original-width="85" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTogc_Uaes0Ql1ME5KAweeOj1bbY3ytqMaZ_znh_rOWhBibXdOheTKnbj6HuaarewTc0kmZelTWpvgCgY1tS1b4M3uYbZzkKgHAwyDID1GjjVrkC1eUPQLxGgHCuCtteXEiqZ0yiyOOttN/s0/tumblr_inline_mnt65hLBVB1qz4rgp.gif" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />Let's actually talk about my weight gain for a minute. So for a good couple of years, I've gained weight in a way that doesn't make any sort of sense to me. I don't eat fast food (period. like. none of it. maybe In and Out once every six months or Starbucks once every 2-3 months). I've cut soda entirely and am on coffee, tea, and mainly sparkling water. I do a lot of matcha recently unsweetened because it's a good antioxidant. My snacks have been konjac jelly drinks and nori if I crave chips because it is low in calorie. I do a really small breakfast of yogurt/vegetables/ect. and one meal a day of my choice. I try to stay under 1,200 calories. Weekends I allow myself to cheat where I'm allowed to have my other snacks like chips or whatever because you can't just quit cold turkey or you go insane.</span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I often cook my own meals (I gotta film how I do kitsune udon and all). I also limit my milk and meat. I mostly do nut based milks (almond and cashew) and cook with regular milk since nut milk can't go in pastas or whatever. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I've also been doing this thing where I go in between water pills and apple cider vinegar pills. The water pills do really somewhat help with my water retention in my legs but I've noticed as I've gotten older, my legs will ache at night or my heels will feel stabbed. Apple cider I don't know if that's working to really curb anything but I heard it might help. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">If anything all of these habits have only maintained my current weight and I haven't gained at the least in the past year but I haven't lost. I'm thinking of trying to run if my legs can handle it. A lot of my weight gain is in hormonal areas too so I'm wondering if birth control could fix this shit or if this is a larger issue. I've been experimenting around for a year cutting bad habits and all in order to see if it can solve anything but so far, nothing drastic has solved it. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">More importantly, I just want to be healthy. Losing weight is important because I love wearing my pretty things but I want to do it in a way that isn't crazy harmful if that makes any sense because I might be blaming myself for something that is beyond my habits and needs actual medicine. I've never had the privilege of being able to just up and go to doctors and afford it (ha! Welcome to the US) so I'm looking forward to able to "fix" myself whenever I have stable income. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Speaking of health things, I finally am going to be able to get my vaccine for COVID thanks to my friend Ichigo who is going to visit and take me. My family is pretty divided on the vaccine but I know that I need it if I intend to do anything. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I have a huge to-do list over the summer actually! Once I get properly vaccinated, I want to go to the dentist. I haven't gotten a cleaning in a couple years (no health care) so I have to pay that out of pocket. Then get some fillings done because one of my fillings on one of my front teeth behind it fell out and it's been a MESS because now it's created an obvious cavity in the front and I've just been stalling because it's been COVID. Ugh. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Afterward, I want to up my eye prescription. This is why I haven't bought any new circle lenses lately and have just been wearing my Princess Mimis. There's no point of getting them when my pointage is going to change soon. So after I figure all of that out, I want to buy a couple of different lenses. Mainly just a refill of the Mimis (probably in sesame gray and apple green) and my OG Geo Nudies because those are comfortable AF. I kind of want some purple and pink Vassen lenses but shipping is gross lately so if I can just get my main holy grail lenses I'll be fine. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The last thing I need to do is go to the post office and get my passport. I've never traveled overseas before so I've never had one. But I'm intending on working in Japan once this pandemic settles down (hopefully by the time I graduate in December) so I obviously need a passport in order to do that. Once I figure out wtf I'm doing I probably need to do embassy stuff and fuck tons of paperwork in order to yeet myself across the ocean but the passport is obviously my first step in doing so. I also wanna save up for a new phone because mine is fucking dying gdi. </3 I use it for pics and blog/vlog stuff now too so getting an update would be nice. I'm waiting for the iPhone 13 to come out because yes, I am an Apple girl. Especially since I live down the street from Silicon Valley/where Apple's headquarters is, I like to jokingly say I'm supporting a local business. haha.. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Basically, my summer is setting up some stuff. Adult responsibilities. However, I should be able to sneak in some fun creative things over the summer. I kind of want to learn electric guitar? My baby brother has collected a couple of different guitars and equipment this past year and he no longer uses his old amp or his old ESP. I kind of wanna see if I have the patience to learn. I really like J-Rock stuff and you don't see girls often play stuff. I always think it's super badass when I see girls play. I wanna learn a ton of different stuff. UVERworld to the Gazette man... LOL <3 Or even Ayumi Hamasaki's "Evolution" because that's one of my favorite songs of hers. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, one last update I can talk about is my YouTube channel speaking of projects and needing/wanting to do things. I have a ton of different plans for YouTube in the future. I anticipated uploading a video once a month and surprise surprise, somehow I ended up uploading weekly, which is...wild? </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">But I'm so shocked because people have enjoyed me doing so and making a ton of different content. I'm so grateful for the subscribers I've gained these past couple of months. I know for some people 300+ subs is not a lot but for me, it's very significant because for years I stayed in the 100s and I've been making content since 2013 and even before that if my very old YouTube account counts. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I try not to pay attention to numbers but hey, I'm keeping in mind that 300+ people is a panel room at an event or a convention. It means that ya'll listen to what I have to say. Which is stunning. My talking videos always do the best and that's crazy to me considering I film those on my iPhone with a fucking filter on to improve the lighting rather than the DSLR. I use the DSLR for tutorials and shit and even then, my phone is more forgiving on memory for editing space and just..yeah. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I've recently started a project where I flip through a ton of my old magazines with you guys. Right now, I'm on a Popteen fix. I've been flipping through a December 2005 issue and a May 2007 issue and they've been doing insanely well given how niche gyaru is. It's even started up a conversation on the style and has reminded others that at one point, Popteen was VERY gal and wasn't associated with cutesy himekaji and that even himekaji as ya'll know it-was an entirely different thing in 2007 and in my opinion, looked way more adult. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">In all, it's been fun and a couple of my gal friends from across the world have taken part in the magazine flipthrough trend as well! I actually made a playlist on my YouTube channel featuring all the gyaru magazine flipthroughs that exist. </span></p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/videoseries?list=PL-Vr83_uE87Thgo6mzwqd-isIk03CwSyA" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><p><br /></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Mind you, if you do end up doing one, I am picky. Anything beyond Popteen 2012 doesn't appeal to me and doesn't feel gyaru. So ya'll don't be salty if you do a current Popteen issue and I don't include it because new Popteen just ain't it. I also don't include super new issues of gyaru magazines because they can still be bought and supported. You should support the print magazine industry because it's slowly dying and it's kind of what killed some stuff to start with. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, that is it for me. I probably need to go back to working on my fucking school work. Ugh. Ugh. and Ugh. But hey, I'm almost finished and hopefully I can update soon and with some fun stuff in the near future. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphen4pEqUwhJTu0kyWMuexZnHKjJq79zCH5mJ9ag5UoUWy3ceJ00VACHtLZ3w5N2rEjTZqURopLPMDVG0pkR1HcmYa8ROoBdm3UPeFZazTnpHziRcdmcjR-mftFScndICPu4DbZXsIFwYZ8/s480/Darla_Signature.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphen4pEqUwhJTu0kyWMuexZnHKjJq79zCH5mJ9ag5UoUWy3ceJ00VACHtLZ3w5N2rEjTZqURopLPMDVG0pkR1HcmYa8ROoBdm3UPeFZazTnpHziRcdmcjR-mftFScndICPu4DbZXsIFwYZ8/s320/Darla_Signature.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-78183114436546049782021-04-11T06:14:00.006-07:002021-04-11T06:52:08.959-07:00Spring Break + Other Activities + Fashion Rants: Popteen becoming the catalyst for the Death of Gyaru and 109<p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> <br />I probably should finally do a blog post after forever huh?</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Not much has gone on in the past month admittedly. It's my senior year of university though I graduate in the fall semester so I have one more round of this. But yeah..it's been pretty busy. I've been up and at it with midterms and whatnot and I'm taking my senior thesis this semester so you can only imagine what that's looking like yeah? </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGOLFNnDSGmKXDFlY-h__JukWvJZxblejtvCjWqZt_8PtBbkPttO1XbDCcAt7GkCLKV_csUc9t8FOsgbWw-g6tNBjZMfHScvi6-jctm4NtH6t8xQ3czrFzEJanZmN21dDNPhMRufSH_izw/s1968/172176055_459851871792404_4314139698569732329_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1968" data-original-width="1575" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGOLFNnDSGmKXDFlY-h__JukWvJZxblejtvCjWqZt_8PtBbkPttO1XbDCcAt7GkCLKV_csUc9t8FOsgbWw-g6tNBjZMfHScvi6-jctm4NtH6t8xQ3czrFzEJanZmN21dDNPhMRufSH_izw/s320/172176055_459851871792404_4314139698569732329_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, I was permitted a bit of a spring break. I wish I could have done more but honestly, I did quite a bit behind the scenes! On the first day of my spring break, I ended up working on my hair and touching it up. I haven't done anything to it since January so it was much needed. I cut and re-bleached the top of it. I didn't do the ends because I was scared of accidentally giving myself a chemical cut or some shit.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> The second day I spent the time cleaning my room which had turned into a disaster zone since I had gotten swamped with work.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">However, by Tuesday, I was finally permitted to have some fun. I haven't had fun with someone else in such a long time... Typically friends stop by for a short while in my neighborhood but my friend Ichigo had decided to spend the entire day with me. I was so grateful. We even left my neighborhood for a boba adventure!!</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRvxXmYYa5Jub0HCxKzMZlIk2pS9zvk6xuqPoyUPWX2LfWNvAo8XHYG4Bct7tsPpiwMXSahAwuAB0GcgP3CfDtDPC3lCCepDfrVQUy-hq9Oc2g2pP7le4RWen3nFU_FqIlcFZipbUjSOjX/s960/164410011_3951336514929257_3881381367441657854_n.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRvxXmYYa5Jub0HCxKzMZlIk2pS9zvk6xuqPoyUPWX2LfWNvAo8XHYG4Bct7tsPpiwMXSahAwuAB0GcgP3CfDtDPC3lCCepDfrVQUy-hq9Oc2g2pP7le4RWen3nFU_FqIlcFZipbUjSOjX/s320/164410011_3951336514929257_3881381367441657854_n.jpeg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />We decided to dress up pretty crazily. At first, I thought I was going to go as dark as them but I wanted blue hair for that and it's hard to get blue hair to fade and I gotta commit to some Liz Lisa/Himekaji looks before doing that because blue hair and himekaji is too much of a clash. So Liz Lisa it was. Ichigo looked freaking ama<br />zing in Sex Pot Revenge. Lately, I've been helping them re-define their personal style and I feel like a proud parent watching their child thrive. The whole dark v-kei aesthetic really suits them but they have popped their head into gyaru (they have no interest in joining the comm and I honestly do not blame them, no offense guys. Some of it is just too crazy sometimes and they wanna just enjoy it on their downtime without that type of commitment) with some himekaji stuff and just..my dude they serve it every single flipping time. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I love how the *one day* that doing my makeup fucking counts for something, it decides to fuck up entirely and I have to start over. This isn't the first time that's happened to me but I always get irritated when my makeup decides to fuck up on a day where it's supposed to matter. I hate it, even more, when I have to start over. Do you guys ever have those days where you're trying to fix foundation lifting or your eyeliner bled a little too much but the more you try to fix or bullshit your way through it-the worse you're making it? That was me. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaK1-wxFU87VxwY0WKKp_LZNRCHpvxqjau8BMyf5xn8py4mJ7RbAMsymJTdySTDf6M5uoiRoqoC4UZW7EcL5ncn8WUrFsuB0-OvfWE-GgFBVUFXmjIwtRBofSWz5uyTv7mtQwfcBP8fL4P/s960/162494652_3951337604929148_1778427543763280721_n.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaK1-wxFU87VxwY0WKKp_LZNRCHpvxqjau8BMyf5xn8py4mJ7RbAMsymJTdySTDf6M5uoiRoqoC4UZW7EcL5ncn8WUrFsuB0-OvfWE-GgFBVUFXmjIwtRBofSWz5uyTv7mtQwfcBP8fL4P/s320/162494652_3951337604929148_1778427543763280721_n.jpeg" /></span></a></div><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Originally I really wanted to mess with color for himekaji. I wanted to do a very pastel-y spring look with a gold/orange eyelid.... But once I paired a blush color with it and my eyeliner had bled..it looked for v-kei or even dare I say-clown-like than it did himekaji. I had actually never hated a makeup look more than I hated that one. Holy fuck. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I was really grateful that Ichigo was super understanding and allowed me to start over for a bit. ;_; I'm grateful my makeup was fine on round two. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Honestly, it's been a while since I've done himekaji all out. It's probably been about a year or so... I think I was feeling over-ambitious by playing with color and I had to unlearn some stuff. Himekaji is a lot simpler and ya girl is just a complicated bitch. So instead for round two, I stuck to neutrals with a navy blue edge that is sadly kind of hard to see but I promise you it's there. For lashes I used some off brand tops that a lot of people like on me (they're not my HG Japanese tops since those don't exist anymore sadly) and my HG bottom lashes that I'll fight a bitch over because those are dead too and I swear by them because they make my eyes look huge with the Princess Mimi contacts.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I feel like I need to buy different circle lenses just to change stuff up but I'm kind of trying to wait until I can get another eye exam. I'd feel stupid splurging on lenses knowing my eye pointage is about to change soon-thus making my previous contacts useless. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">For cheeks and lips, I used FlowerKnows products in reddish/orange colors. I feel like it's kind of un-gyaru but I was basing upon the colors of the dress. The thing about the Liz Lisa dress I was using is that it had a lot of red and orange accents in it that I wanted to bring out. The dress almost has a lolita-like feel to it with the ribbons intertwined with lace at the bottom and the princess neckline. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I felt a little out of place in it despite this being one of my favorite dresses and the most comfortable that I own from the brand. I have come to the conclusion that my age is catching up to me and the older I get, the harder it is to pull cute stuff off. It makes me kind of sad but it's been bound to happen. I'll still do what makes me happy regardless until I just can't anymore. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">My hair was really simple. I think the bangs would have been cuter in a middle part but little does anyone know that a part of my root on an unbleached part of hair got bleached and so..I am hiding it. lmao. I didn't have enough bleach to bleach the whole strand so it is what it is. We're rocking a side part for a little bit and to be fair, I usually do that anyway. -shrugs- I have one more himekaji look I wanna do before throwing blue in...</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Ichigo and I derped around and took some pictures after our boba run in the next town over. They saw the secrets to my cat-fishing. ahaha.. Honestly, our pictures turned out pretty cool. Very the opposite aesthetics looking. Like the real-life Momoko and Ichiko from the movie Shimotsuma Monogatari. lmao. Which is pretty legit because I really do live an hour and a half away from Baby the Stars Shine Bright in San Francisco via a train ride and I live in the fields with the cows. I also dress cute but am secretly brash... I don't particularly do lolita but man do I relate to Momoko feeling like a fish out of water... You're trying to be the best version of yourself in not the best of circumstances because you want to strive to make that version of yourself a total reality in better circumstances. I don't know if that makes any sense but it certainly is quite isolating because it will make you a loner. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, Ichigo had mainly come over because we had done a couple of really crazy Harajuku/Shibuya clothing and accessory hauls. I had sent them over to their house since of them were group orders, so I was getting a month or two's worth of shit coming to me all at once. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It's been a very long time since I delved into the realm of Harajuku fashion. Like I said, I'm not doing lolita but I certainly bought a lot of old gems from Sex Pot Revenge, h.Naoto, and BPN/Peace Now. Lately, I've been wanting to experiment not only with rokku but maybe some androgynous looks as well? I've always styled up other people in visual kei things but had never truly indulged in it myself properly. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I certainly bought some rokku things from Glad News and Tutuha in my haul as well which are definitely sleek and feminine but the amount of SPR is insane and surreal finally owning it after watching other people own it (and helping others style it) for so long. Same goes with h.Naoto wear but I'm more picky with what I want from that brand. I like a lot of moons, butterflies, and sparkling pieces rather than distressed stuff or whatever. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Here's a bag I bought from the haul. I forgot the name of the brand but this is such a badass fucking handbag. I love the metal hardware and the lock. It's suuuper androgynous. I can see a bandman or a host carrying this bitch around but I can also see a bangya babe sporting this shit. I've never owned a bag with black leather and silver hardware. Usually, I get stuck with gold hardware (because agejo) but I actually prefer silver anything including jewelry!! The leather is super nice on this and is probably one of my nicest bags other than my dying Samantha Vega bag (because I carry that one out too much). </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwkZIfZ14vX-6wfquY8hDa9JHvvzaZ83dgiP-slvYn68gcWjbuEGPvPpQVP-93uvBY7I-B0ohHSJ6K8jH9kpPqqgkgNjUmgxfnO93lWeNc9ru7FEyYAlhXS2DQecaaqwAdlFc0eyQd5SSr/s2048/168524955_2881010888853400_1588416025105447770_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwkZIfZ14vX-6wfquY8hDa9JHvvzaZ83dgiP-slvYn68gcWjbuEGPvPpQVP-93uvBY7I-B0ohHSJ6K8jH9kpPqqgkgNjUmgxfnO93lWeNc9ru7FEyYAlhXS2DQecaaqwAdlFc0eyQd5SSr/s320/168524955_2881010888853400_1588416025105447770_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I did film a haul video but I didn't like how it turned out so guess who gets to refilm it? This bitch. It's became such a massive hoard of things that might have to film it in two parts. Like forreal, I've bought so much shit that is doesn't all fit in my closet. I gotta rearrange some shit or just...figure out a different storage method. Cute shit and then dark shit because that's basically been the theme of my hauls. You know how it be with me. LOL. I dress according to mood and I never really stick to one aesthetic. It's really fun that way though because nobody knows what to expect from me when I show up. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I've bought so much old-school boho Liz Lisa shit that I deadass had to buy new shoes to fit the whole vibe. I found some really cute cowgirl boots that fit me well. My legs are pretty big and swollen (I really don't know what's wrong with me health-wise. :( I've cut soda, I've been eating healthier...it's either water retention or hormones and I can't wait until I have a stable job to have proper insurance to figure out what actually is going on with me that's making me gain weight so awfully)...so I'm really glad these boots fit me fine. I love the little ribbon laces, the eyelet details in the leather, and bow attachments around the ankle. I loved them so much in design that I got them both in brown and white because I have a lot of dresses in that colorscheme. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcHDlYy6WytAxeP4463-aqO0zit07jTj8Z2Nuz8zMjrVmgcXpxggBivgkwIRGUdfOslc9-nzgYLmsvYMlx4sURIXEmwlEqXlGsfrUoyHXsZoSAKPkaPdmHRCsgAJuVb_4B93GZqYOnd7kk/s2048/168241212_845126183011078_4964852544888731267_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcHDlYy6WytAxeP4463-aqO0zit07jTj8Z2Nuz8zMjrVmgcXpxggBivgkwIRGUdfOslc9-nzgYLmsvYMlx4sURIXEmwlEqXlGsfrUoyHXsZoSAKPkaPdmHRCsgAJuVb_4B93GZqYOnd7kk/s320/168241212_845126183011078_4964852544888731267_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Other than Liz Lisa I've also bought my first Jesus Diamante clothing items. I owned a pair of heels before but I actually have never bought clothing pieces. I'm afraid that currently, they won't fit sadly. I really want this one really royal looking empire dress in the black colorway but I always find it in a size 38 and I definitely need a size 42. I bought a couple boleros and cardigans and I'm so happy they fit me just fine even at a size 38. I can't button them worth a shit thanks to my boobs but they fit around my arms and don't ride up my back/my shoulders are fine. I think once I get my health in order, I'll invest in a little bit more of Diamante as a brand because it's super ladylike and I love pretty things like that. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I don't know if I'd even fully go all out in Himegyaru but I'd like to try it properly one day. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Ichigo also really got me into darker shit and I finally felt validated enough to kind of indulged in my teenaged closeted admiration for visual kei. I'm not really a crazy person when it comes to bands anymore. That was more of the shit in my youth. I mainly just follow Lezard, Acme, and the Gazette now and other J-Rock shit that isn't v-kei. But I've always liked the fashion associated with it. I really want to pull off some really androgynous looks now that I have androg clothes. I've always loved Sex Pot Revenge but it was always so fucking expensive to buy.... Now that I have it though, it's so friggin comfortable wtf. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I also keep putting off doing a look because a part of me wants to do dark shit but I wanna dye my hair blue and once I do that, my hair will be blue for a while. It takes forever to fade but there's a himekaji look I also wanna do but I want full outfit pics because I have some stuff from Mayu's brand that I want to properly showcase and it's just a matter of pestering someone to take pics for me. Ughh. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">So yeah, I guess my issue lately has been that my aesthetics and plans for content are clashing because I know once I go dark I'll have to obligate myself for a bit since my hair will be colored and it just doesn't work well with himekaji. LOL. I need to color my hair soon tho because my roots are gonna grow out. x_x </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Ichigo and I ended up hanging out and talked while making Korean BBQ. I swear we had so much bulgogi that we just...don't want KBBQ for a while. I got us both BBQ Pork and bulgogi. I overestimated how much we could throw down. I think the banchan made us get full quickly. I did not only have just meat but I also had daikon kimchi, Hokkaido sweet potatoes, and japchae dumpings for banchan. I didn't include rice because I knew that would fill us up super fast. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">For dessert, I got us some sanshoku dango. I feel like our meal was a combination of both Korean and Japanese food. Both of which are my favorites. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It's so funny that I've eating so much Asian cuisine before I move to Japan. I feel like I need to really get my fill of American food before it's harder to get but I don't know...American food mostly makes me feel like shit and Japanese and Korean food makes me feel less shitty? I don't know how to explain it. Other than when I do KBBQ, the portions are reasonable and I feel like a lot of food groups are covered...plus I have a lot of pickled things or nori..or konjac..etc. etc. I feel like I eat healthier? </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Before Ichigo left, they sweetly supplied me with some Daiso goodies. They live near a Daiso while I live a couple cities over from it (and I don't drive so...). I was suuuuper thankful. I had only requested a pack of cotton pads and a pack of make up remover wipes but Ichigo probably had stocked me up until I leave the US. LOL. Also I've never tried the Poppin' Cooking things before and I want to wait to do them until I can do them properly on camera. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRQkGh72RJjDeqvyKzWnZ1CoU4LHBcKYJiwJZDEV-ziPk8MU8FHM-O1-s2N1SoIgmPGR7EOFn0yZ1NKAYy3A8jAizH2_kium64UyYaCGnAhcAV9COQj-96b5okZjKivT4DgumLcnu0pG_I/s2048/172264046_541591636826669_1584762976233556862_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRQkGh72RJjDeqvyKzWnZ1CoU4LHBcKYJiwJZDEV-ziPk8MU8FHM-O1-s2N1SoIgmPGR7EOFn0yZ1NKAYy3A8jAizH2_kium64UyYaCGnAhcAV9COQj-96b5okZjKivT4DgumLcnu0pG_I/s320/172264046_541591636826669_1584762976233556862_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, I vlogged a little bit of my spring break with Ichigo as seen here: </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Qi1iiW8fGlM" width="320" youtube-src-id="Qi1iiW8fGlM"></iframe></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I vlogged in a way that's popular overseas. Currently, I am a huge fan of Anchanland on YouTube. She's a bangya vlogger but I really love her style of editing. Plus, she not only goes to concerts (giving me insight on what the scene is like there) but also showcases a lot of hair salons and cafes that look interesting. As someone who is a non-partier, I love concerts and cafe hopping the most. That's more of my pace so I really love that someone who is into current things is vlogging. The vlog that caught my eye was the one she did wearing old school Ma*rs. Unfortunately, it was a one time deal for Halloween (man, my aesthetic isn't a costume ;_;) but it was so nice seeing the infamous perfume print out and about on the streets of Shinjuku. Her hair was gorgeoussss in that vlog as well. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/v8OBYwWTIpI" width="320" youtube-src-id="v8OBYwWTIpI"></iframe></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">She is not the only vlogger that vlogs in that style that I did for my own vlog. A lot of Korean and Japanese YouTubers film and edit in this style. I assume it's so they can maintain privacy. One, because not everyone wants to be super famous. They just want to make memories through content creation. That or they wanted to maintain the privacies of their friends. Also, their line of work may prevent them from being out in the open about their hobbies. Showing themselves online or documenting things may get them in trouble, unfortunately. It's why voices disguised or faces are blurred. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I tried this style mainly to maintain the privacy of Ichigo. While they are a content creator, I didn't want to obligate them to being such on a chill day. Honestly, I just wanted to enjoy my day as well without worrying about lighting or angles. I really wanted an ASMR-y type of vibe as well and for you guys to share the moment with me from a perspective that may be considered more first person than third person. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I recommend trying out the vlogging style at least once. I might do more of that vlogging once I'm in Japan for work. I feel like it's way more discreet and I would be worried being too open on the internet about doing gyaru. I love gyaru but because of the connotations that come from outsiders, I'm. afraid it would bar me from job opportunities sadly. It sucks because I want to work to maintain not only my stability and independence but I also want to maintain my lifestyle as a gal. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm hoping that as long as I do a really good job and stay motivated that my own personal time can be my own... There's a time and place to do these sorts of things once you become an adult. I don't drink or party..or mess around with people or whatever else so if me dressing like a weirdo is the worst thing I can do...I think I might be okay. LOL...</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Other than spring break, I've actually been pretty busy speaking of work. I had a midterm immediately after my spring break as well as like..six assignments due all on the first week back on the same day. I was so frazzled and exhausted that I was turning in things in the wrong places even! After that Friday, I managed to film and edit a magazine video. I had been planning this project for awhile and encourage other gals to also do the same. I chose my favorite magazine out of my collection of gyaru magazines which is, Popteen's 2005 issue with Namie Amuro on the cover. I got this magazine two years ago and gosh..it really is a gorgeous one. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I mainly got it because of Namie Amuro but the contents inside are very strong. There's Tsubasa pre-plastic surgery...there's old aesthetics...there's a Nana movie spread that I have yet you show you all. In all, it's such a fun magazine. I uploaded the first part of the magazine here: </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/mxG0jxTrU78" width="320" youtube-src-id="mxG0jxTrU78"></iframe></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I was really shocked by the response it got. I mainly did these sorts of videos because I don't need to doll up for them in order to make content. The issue with me sometimes is that I'm very tired based on school. That or like...after I get all set up with ring lights and stuff..I dread doing make up because I know I'll just sweat and die. LOL. I wish I was going out more so that way I would already be dressed up and just film. I feel like because my gyaru stuff is so limited to YouTube and Instagram due to the pandemic, I'm not getting as motivated. I want to save my nice things for going out. Not for a video if that makes any sense at all.. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">So doing magazines was simple enough. I wanted it to feel like you were flipping through a magazine with a friend. Plus, I feel like there are so many "baby gals" that have joined the gyaru community and a lot of them (no offense) really do miss the mark when it comes to paying attention to eras of fashion or over all styling/hair/makeup. Of course you have to start somewhere but we all know my opinion on this. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">If you're not a participant of this style or very new to it, it's not really right for you to be educating people on gyaru or having an opinion of it. I feel like all of that comes with time and experience...lots of research, trial and error on yourself, and really figuring out what you like as a gyaru. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">A lot of the reactions I got towards the December issue of Popteen was, "I didn't know Popteen looked like this"...and I will admit, I was slightly disappointed but then kind of not shocked? This era of Popteen is probably when there was a true gyaru boom. Celebs mimicked this shit. Tsubasa was about to pop off and brand herself. Truly, this is the era everyone should have paid attention to because as shocking as old school Egg was with manba/yamaba/banba...it's actually kind of short lived to be so memorable. It's only memorable because it's outrageous not because it was long lasting versus this style of gyaru that is way more attainable and due to that, is overlooked. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">But honestly, because it was attainable and wearable, a lot of people started wearing gyaru in this way. This was the Popteen I grew up on and didn't think much of (because I was getting into Kera magazine comparatively and really loved intricate gaudy shit..so lolita and v-kei was my vibe back in my teens) it but if you look really closely, the outfits in this Popteen are really well thought out and a product of it's time. The coordination is really simple and I think "baby gals" would really benefit off of this era because it's a lot of t-skirts, denim skirts, interesting shoes, hats, and layering. It's actually not as complicated as the more "extra" styles are and you'll immediately look gyaru if you do the hair and make-up right. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I feel like a lot of people associate Popteen with their himekaji/Liz Lisa/Popteen-kei showcases from the 2009-2012 which is great...I love that era too but that's honestly when things began to shift and gal became less of Popeen's priority. I explained in a comment that Popteen was never mean to be a gyaru magazine. It was just a trendy magazine for teens and gyaru just happened to be a very long-term trend especially with a large Avex boom (dude so many Avex artists are on the covers from the 2000s no lie...Ayu, Koda Kumi, Namie, BoA, Dream (I think?), among others)... I think a lot of girls wanted to look like celebs at one point and that whole ideal has kind of died over time. There currently isn't an "it" girl for anyone to look up to like there was before. Even when it wasn't Avex artists, it shifted to models like Rola, Jun Kumori, Okarie, Kumicky, and of course the reigning queen of Shibuya; Tsubasa Masuwaka. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The thing is...models kind of shift with the trends over time. They're not their own brand like music artists are I feel like. For example, Namie despite her age will always be known for some style of mini skirt and thigh-high boot. Ayu will always be known as the Madonna of Japan to me. She's extra AF to the point where it gets her criticized. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Kumicky and Tsubasa have gone the Omottesando auntie route nowadays with their look because they're not "young and cute" as my Japanese professor says (haha) to really do anything more than what they're doing, Their wives and mothers now and have settled down mostly...partaking in high-end trends since they've reaped the rewards from their previous domination over fashion. However, nobody really passed off the crown to the younger generation and I think that's a huge problem in the market. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Popteen really started relying on Liz Lisa and Liz Lisa relied on Popteen. Once Popteen shifted to an "otona" route for the magazine, the brands also had to shift and change because most of their customers were readers of Popteen. Popteen being a dominating magazine that was affects 109 I feel, made other magazines also shift their marketing because suddenly, 109 brands were toning down to cater towards Popteen's readership. This is why Egg and Ranzuki toned down..they were working with whatever 109 was giving them. The thing is too, notice how Ageha was toning down a little bit but at that shift brands like Ma*rs, Rady, Emiria Wiz, DaTuRa, Golds Infinity, Glad News, and Ghost of Harlem were all standing pretty strong...</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm assuming it's because they weren't relying on 109 as their main source for fashion sales. Of course some of those brands were in 109, but not all of them. I found that a lot of the extra-looking shit for a little bit was in Shinjuku rather than in Shibuya for a little bit. As people got older, the less they wanted to troll around the younger part of town maybe? The gyaru possibly had grown up and out of Shibuya and looked for (and worked in) nightlife activities else where and shopped elsewhere. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Eventually Ageha was affects but I did notice how for a minute, it took them a minute to tone down into the whole My Melody + Kuromi cosplay Larme aesthetic that has been dominating brands like Ma*rs, Ank Rogue, and Liz Lisa that were all previously gyaru staples. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I hate to say I want to blame Popteen for why gyaru got fucked over but truly...think about it. What the heck stayed alive when all the other magazines died out? What fashion do you see both in 109 and featured in Popteen? I think it's all connected. It's sad too, I used to be VERY enthusiastic about Popteen. Even more than Koakuma Ageha at one point. I have a love/hate relationship with the magazine. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Making my video was fun because I got to fondly look back on stuff that I kind of grew up seeing on YouTube or just...Japanese media. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm glad everyone is enjoying the video though. I hope it can give you some inspiration or show others that maybe they are overthinking gyaru as a style too much. I'll hopefully have Part II out very soon, so keep your eyes peeled! </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, I'm sure this blog is getting too long so I will call it a morning. It is 6 am over here after all and I've been up working on a portfolio assignment for a class making a mock cover letter and resume but thought since I was in a writing mood, that I would finally update my blog!</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphen4pEqUwhJTu0kyWMuexZnHKjJq79zCH5mJ9ag5UoUWy3ceJ00VACHtLZ3w5N2rEjTZqURopLPMDVG0pkR1HcmYa8ROoBdm3UPeFZazTnpHziRcdmcjR-mftFScndICPu4DbZXsIFwYZ8/s480/Darla_Signature.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphen4pEqUwhJTu0kyWMuexZnHKjJq79zCH5mJ9ag5UoUWy3ceJ00VACHtLZ3w5N2rEjTZqURopLPMDVG0pkR1HcmYa8ROoBdm3UPeFZazTnpHziRcdmcjR-mftFScndICPu4DbZXsIFwYZ8/s320/Darla_Signature.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-63558766551385433902021-02-17T00:44:00.003-08:002021-02-18T15:15:50.530-08:00February BlogPost: Finally a New Look and Life Updates~! + Using New Bottom Lashes<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD_ebUk3NyeizZWD5EqoIG45cC987ByoHJIM7-DjV7EB8oZpoaDotvbsgWVafqCcZU8eHt6RoYBpsulQFMcvtkJnpAIriE_JyK-f7r4XM_Ln1_FyM6oVOXZeWvRBuf1hhPjBm5sumsSlI-/s2048/151777089_1583107955413082_2830198619485962749_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1638" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD_ebUk3NyeizZWD5EqoIG45cC987ByoHJIM7-DjV7EB8oZpoaDotvbsgWVafqCcZU8eHt6RoYBpsulQFMcvtkJnpAIriE_JyK-f7r4XM_Ln1_FyM6oVOXZeWvRBuf1hhPjBm5sumsSlI-/s320/151777089_1583107955413082_2830198619485962749_n.jpg" /></a></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> Hello Hello! I'm back with a monthly blog post. For awhile I was making efforts to do a blog post a month so I would always have a lot to talk about but ever since the pandemic hit, there's been less to talk about sadly. </span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">ANYWAY... February has been a little hectic because my newest semester started at the end of January and it's been non-stop work since then. The work isn't even a lot per se, I'm just so burnt out from last semester that I'm kinda having a difficult time staying motivated. I haven't gone out or done anything fun outside of my neighborhood since last year so it's been really hard for me to keep focus considering going out with friends was a huge motivator for me to get through my weeks sometimes... A lot of times it feels like all work and no play. </span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipswG0iu9uVgLxqUlPdp5x_LV0XkfjNzwBfQmTJEbyhejd4ScgEguSpylHqQbzjgdz3b5PB7lJbNWOcTWumfr4539uS64GOfFTsSSz-MCagCp5FcX5eUkok8Gzkv4TEylgbEuhOY7-RTWh/s180/ahh.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="170" data-original-width="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipswG0iu9uVgLxqUlPdp5x_LV0XkfjNzwBfQmTJEbyhejd4ScgEguSpylHqQbzjgdz3b5PB7lJbNWOcTWumfr4539uS64GOfFTsSSz-MCagCp5FcX5eUkok8Gzkv4TEylgbEuhOY7-RTWh/s0/ahh.gif" /></span></span></a></div><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Which has lead to that mood bleeding into my motivation for gyaru... I feel like because I've been so limited to only doing gyaru for content creation versus going out into the world in it like I usually do-I feel like a fake gyaru or just...it feels disengenuine..? Because I do tutorials or videos for YouTube or whatever else at ass o'clock and it comes right off after hours of making content. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />It feels more like work than a lifestyle lately which kinda sucks. I wear cute PJs or whatever else indoors for Zoom or whatever (god I hate Zoom) it takes me so long to get ready and I get so busy for classes that it's not something I want to do if I'm going to just stay indoors focusing on work. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I miss going out in my clothes and makeup..loitering at boba shops playing Jenga, gossiping at Paris Baguette or 85C Bakery, tromping around the mall for Sephora, and singing Namie Amuro songs at karaoke until 3 am... </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I miss that shit so bad... I also miss my friends like crazy. I really do miss socializing and I loathe videocalls now a day because I'm always on my computer due to class. I wanna not be hunched over the computer even tho I am right now writing this. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Okay, now that you've heard me bitch and moan...WE ARE MOVING ON..lmao </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">On Valentines Day I decided to force some motivation out of myself by doing a V-Day look for a couple of pictures and videos. I think I started at 3 in the afternoon and didn't finish filming things or taking pics until 3 in the fucking morning... That's a 12-hour shift!</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">At first, I was going to do a blue and black look with a huge ass bow I bought but that kind of didn't work out so I decided to rock some MeJane instead. I thought the big bow would work with MeJane but my hair doing so well on my own that such a big bow kinda flattened it, so I opted for the mini hat instead. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Honestly, I feel like the look needed one of those thick cloth headbands you tie around and that are silk. GlamJane kinda hits different versus Ma*rs but I adore it. It's a different vibe from Ma*rs and Golds and it was refreshing to do. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifp_q3cJsWfjmblst95TSCvnWXOmBk9GMYcRFXeNuNX0XvJE7ljw8N67xnY0SAlGI3PADHGliDn_0w4gXUwAiaZFVSt6_MGCvUDcNzP1AJ_KXTmALrj5LxW1I_P4hLUkpuwfkQciQURWG7/s2785/149130365_1880318015466610_707488442751342585_n.jpg" style="background-color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2552" data-original-width="2785" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifp_q3cJsWfjmblst95TSCvnWXOmBk9GMYcRFXeNuNX0XvJE7ljw8N67xnY0SAlGI3PADHGliDn_0w4gXUwAiaZFVSt6_MGCvUDcNzP1AJ_KXTmALrj5LxW1I_P4hLUkpuwfkQciQURWG7/s320/149130365_1880318015466610_707488442751342585_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">My nails absolutely didn't match because I had intended on doing a cute Popteen-esque blue look inspired by Cecil but blehhh...it felt meh so maybe next time or some time in the future. My nails were kept really simple because I was hella dead and was doing them half in the fucking dark... Because I'm crazy and threw colored lightbulbs in that lack wattage...OTL all for aesthetic. -is truly a dumb bitch- lmao</span></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIhM5nQKt-S3SbWFjHVQRzb9Ve9asikjyXvk5EFv5OnXwDx-JYsd85xqww3U24Iajt8Xs2WpOGayru-zGslj5RKvV1ZhlJHoevPcGhiHoZAwkL5lJKMaiVUs_WLCeIAq4PK2Tt9lRxNz4e/s2048/151495511_723440368295628_6428723435441058355_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1638" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIhM5nQKt-S3SbWFjHVQRzb9Ve9asikjyXvk5EFv5OnXwDx-JYsd85xqww3U24Iajt8Xs2WpOGayru-zGslj5RKvV1ZhlJHoevPcGhiHoZAwkL5lJKMaiVUs_WLCeIAq4PK2Tt9lRxNz4e/s320/151495511_723440368295628_6428723435441058355_n.jpg" /></span></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />I really liked my eye makeup! I blended pink, brown, and black together and used a sparkling gold as an inner highlight. I think the makeup tutorial will turn out for this so give me time to finish my school projects (and maybe even my upcoming midterms. yikes) and I'll have that edited. Makeup tutorials are pretty time-consuming to edit. </span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I used off-brand top lashes that are as close to DiaLash's Angel Eye as I am going to get. Though the bottom lashes are DiaLash's Charming Eye which was interesting. I had never tried those before. I have tried Natural Eye, Model Eye, and Princess Eye before in regards to DiaLash's bottom lashes but I had basically never experimented with the blue boxes when it comes to bottoms. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">They have a voluminous half-band and two small individual pieces. They take a second to throw on and you have to be extremely patient but they're very pretty! I don't recommend these if you're in a rush, but if you have time to really spend time on your eye make, I do recommend them. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The seller I bought from was awesome and sent me three packs instead of one. Thanks to whoever you are for truly hooking a bitch up because I had only bought one pack. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">NOW...if only I could find proper tops because while the top lashes I'm using are pretty-the band is fucking clunky and likes to not stay because if bends in squares and isn't a smooth bend. I don't know if that makes any sense but if you've tried the tops I've tried then you know exactly what I mean if you compare them to Japanese lashes. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcBWZoXLQ3vXyYYmLklHUnb3FyNoeTOSK9VLBMLgWFmX9jgRphBg85JBdbT-m0knsrgZSQJ9n93VSPO-NE54_2xvZfUeqmwk0t9EXu2skD-BGxilocNulvFCU8X3rjVBn9ov1bwLeQEE7c/s2048/151295852_922704135206250_3968270805084796122_n.jpg" style="background-color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcBWZoXLQ3vXyYYmLklHUnb3FyNoeTOSK9VLBMLgWFmX9jgRphBg85JBdbT-m0knsrgZSQJ9n93VSPO-NE54_2xvZfUeqmwk0t9EXu2skD-BGxilocNulvFCU8X3rjVBn9ov1bwLeQEE7c/s320/151295852_922704135206250_3968270805084796122_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">In other news, thanks to Georgie (<a href="http://georgiepiyo.blogspot.com/">http://georgiepiyo.blogspot.com/</a>) -her decome boom and also my local PuriKura shop biting the dust (ugh) made me realize I could do self-done PuriKura. There still ain't nothing like doing that shit in a proper booth but this method is a good alternative. I did a tutorial on how to glam up your photos as shown here. Here's a pic I threw together and the tutorial video down below!</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMcmlKDsExzdK_ru9MsD6LJv-zkPg5ibs9b1hKDcmGcOh4PK72bL-wRybjSnf_hfKeoS9TAOro0V2jkhgUGYpepo15o4mND_hu_yr6u21jM3QBkYcBKjxH_jSFg8RzGGQNBBDVnDGu_-Gn/s1125/151549076_243623337411055_2444310505213032865_n.jpg" style="background-color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="842" data-original-width="1125" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMcmlKDsExzdK_ru9MsD6LJv-zkPg5ibs9b1hKDcmGcOh4PK72bL-wRybjSnf_hfKeoS9TAOro0V2jkhgUGYpepo15o4mND_hu_yr6u21jM3QBkYcBKjxH_jSFg8RzGGQNBBDVnDGu_-Gn/s320/151549076_243623337411055_2444310505213032865_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/k-mzElDflxs" width="320" youtube-src-id="k-mzElDflxs"></iframe></span></span></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I also did one of my friend Ichigo, who decided to delve into the realm of J-Fashion. They did a gyaru look that kinda made me die a little inside. I'm a lone gyaru locally and I get really excited when my local friends try it out and do a damn good job and have the potential to be legit AF...because bitch, it's lonely out in these parts. ahaha.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I think Ichigo did a fabulous job so I edited the shit out of their pictures. At first, they weren't gonna post them but after enough bribing and being ganged up on they did.</span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjllDnXofrfbK3Y2jTyKkGlimtjetiOMrCaRwv5YrR9nafxF4dJI0sm1afHGugs51lEmWpgmyerlSA_Bg7dc1JC3zhoVMPSGdTIA_5Vjxn6H2XGaATZHnl5c1fF_Q-otr381RiyFo_waPCm/s2048/149311465_431783494941311_1471262500519265456_n.jpg" style="background-color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjllDnXofrfbK3Y2jTyKkGlimtjetiOMrCaRwv5YrR9nafxF4dJI0sm1afHGugs51lEmWpgmyerlSA_Bg7dc1JC3zhoVMPSGdTIA_5Vjxn6H2XGaATZHnl5c1fF_Q-otr381RiyFo_waPCm/w225-h400/149311465_431783494941311_1471262500519265456_n.jpg" width="225" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Speaking of Ichigo, I've been a bit of a personal shopper/stylist for people lately. I did a group order with them that is rather on the dark side. After YEARS..like a decade of buying SPR and Naoto-for significant others or ex-romantic involvements-I *finally* bought some for myself. LMAO. I'm so excited to eventually get my shit. </span></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRgcH4RFBma6LStC7q5URTrMucDv5hqCxXcTudhniC06MKmkA-0B5agJJiaY6OAIEbYaPTdrJNnRit0uHHZWUYUX3Ehl28JA4agnYw32o_kN7HNC81XvWWKIv7jUW7gmLGgiRJ5zNpVlty/s121/tumblr_inline_mjs7w1XrpK1qz4rgp.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="121" data-original-width="91" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRgcH4RFBma6LStC7q5URTrMucDv5hqCxXcTudhniC06MKmkA-0B5agJJiaY6OAIEbYaPTdrJNnRit0uHHZWUYUX3Ehl28JA4agnYw32o_kN7HNC81XvWWKIv7jUW7gmLGgiRJ5zNpVlty/s0/tumblr_inline_mjs7w1XrpK1qz4rgp.gif" /></span></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm happy my friend is fucking thriving too. Like wtf... They're living their best life right now... They've never owned brand before, so seeing them marvel at the details of things and appreciate it highly because they're looking at it for the first time really touches me. I've been doing this for years and while I appreciate the details of the clothing, for me this is my everyday now. I'm used to the small things so it's not as exciting for me as it it for my friend and it makes me think back on the time when I had purchased my first pieces of J-Fashion brand and gyaru brand. Man...that was so long ago. If you told Baby Darla that I'd have to crazy ass closet I have now-she wouldn't believe you. I thought I'd be limited to sobbing over those clothes in fucking magazines. Having them in my hands feels surreal but for sure, the first time I held Liz Lisa or Ma*rs or whatever else...that was an experience I'll never forget, and witnessing my friend get to have that feeling that long left it makes me happy. </span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I hope they enjoy. They look amazing and they're fucking killing it. <3 It makes me think of my baby years where everything was shiny and new and a huge deal. </span></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxQoEsA3bKWqfZChXr7F4VdahPJ6zzHjizuD_UrB1IKg1J31kVRyvQgXflycgRbJiwKUs2lMvyEJCnytecxti7JAkHMGX0SX7jNz1tejyJM9jGwvJnUStcz6SY_VsuvOSZbZSS4VwJhjhyphenhyphen/s135/tumblr_inline_mjryvnIsgB1qz4rgp.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="134" data-original-width="135" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxQoEsA3bKWqfZChXr7F4VdahPJ6zzHjizuD_UrB1IKg1J31kVRyvQgXflycgRbJiwKUs2lMvyEJCnytecxti7JAkHMGX0SX7jNz1tejyJM9jGwvJnUStcz6SY_VsuvOSZbZSS4VwJhjhyphenhyphen/s0/tumblr_inline_mjryvnIsgB1qz4rgp.gif" /></span></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />I've also been in contact with Lizzie lately (<a href="https://www.hellolizziebee.com/">https://www.hellolizziebee.com/</a>) and I've been helping her find pieces for her wardrobe since she's super into old school himekaji and Popteen-kei shits. I used to really adore shit like that but I was lonely as hell. This was back when everyone was hardcore/old school or bust years ago...</3 so now, that I have someone to gush over an era that I kinda put away for a rainy day-it's really exciting to me again to fawn over Popteen models. Before for awhile? It was all about the Egg gals. I love both styles and without a doubt, I'm for sure busting out my new Alba gets when it gets hot enough. </span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">However, looking for Lizzie and Ichigo rubbed the fuck off on me because they adore Liz Lisa. SO...I ended up buying some Liz Lisa. I kept finding boho pieces from 2010/2011 and honestly? That is my favorite era of LL. That was when the brand was certainly thriving and when Popteen models were exclusively wearing the shit out of that stuff.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I feel the boho Liz Lisa or gyaru era is still that California gal vibe but..instead of the beach-you're going to music festivals or traveling to landmarks..going to open markets in the summertime.<b> It's a different realm of "fun in the sun".</b> It's still sexy and cute. It's got a mature element about it despite being cute. I don't know how to explain it but it's still very gal. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I knew about Liz Lisa beforehand but I wasn't following collections closely until *I* was actively doing gyaru so 2010/2011 is extremely sentimental to me because these are the clothes I closely followed and would fawn over. I can't tell what LL was 2006-2008 based on the silhouette and prints, fabric, and fluff...but 2010-2011 is most recognizable for me because I remember the era and lived through it even though I was way too limited as a recent college drop out to be able to indulge and participate myself. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">So...I saw someone who was just hocking their entire closet. Most of my haul had tags on it so I'm assuming this was all from some former gal or collector's closet and they were doing away with it all a decade later. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">There's one Ank piece in this haul and a SuLov piece but the rest is Liz Lisa as shown in the video. </span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/I2t8Sst3C3s" width="320" youtube-src-id="I2t8Sst3C3s"></iframe></span></span></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I had friends shit themselves over my haul. The collection is pretty solid. There are a couple of dresses in interesting colors and in colors that a couple of gals couldn't recall seeing before (wtf, that blue dress that I usually see in white...IS THERE A PINK ONE THAT EXISTS THEN? :o). But I think what truly made everyone shit bricks was that haul of 11 items was under 80 bucks with shipping included. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm not even not gonna brag. <b>I am the queen of deals. Full price? Who is she? LOL We don't do that shit in this house. </b></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm really excited to wear these items out. What most people don't know is that LL typically is my default for school. LL usually means neutrals and that's way easier to blend that color and usually I do the thing where there's a focus on blush...</span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiURlstPlIf2g7Nft1cZQvys-ZqiHW7kf-6laO-kc07TPl2pZfY74QYUDzLHvxaFh_Q9p-f4GeRZTWbfY5Oy6tp06kbBnTVFjE2FCo2JDrbjBDhHVn9sGM6MDOu194eoNYHtgJKU3smzVc/s240/tumblr_inline_mju3fsCyYa1qz4rgp.gif" style="background-color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="26" data-original-width="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiURlstPlIf2g7Nft1cZQvys-ZqiHW7kf-6laO-kc07TPl2pZfY74QYUDzLHvxaFh_Q9p-f4GeRZTWbfY5Oy6tp06kbBnTVFjE2FCo2JDrbjBDhHVn9sGM6MDOu194eoNYHtgJKU3smzVc/s0/tumblr_inline_mju3fsCyYa1qz4rgp.gif" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3MEUL7fZmnoSECIAEqEDdwCfBnmClZVhCLgrdmwr28WFAS4SDxWJjb48GDOFRM2BOMAKF0Wpse4y4fKEXkw1qSh2cciIuVMA7syopb9TQY4kHNyhz-qenbmgQhP7fKr7yo40_KdhvNG2H/s152/genki.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="146" data-original-width="152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3MEUL7fZmnoSECIAEqEDdwCfBnmClZVhCLgrdmwr28WFAS4SDxWJjb48GDOFRM2BOMAKF0Wpse4y4fKEXkw1qSh2cciIuVMA7syopb9TQY4kHNyhz-qenbmgQhP7fKr7yo40_KdhvNG2H/s0/genki.gif" /></span></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />Speaking of school.... Offtopic but something that is important! I filed the application for my graduation today. I'll be graduating from Sacramento State University (fun fact: I graduated from the capital of California) in Fall 2021 with a bachelor’s degree in English Language Arts with a TESOL certificate on the side. My academic career will finally be at a close unless I can somehow afford my Masters (which I would love to do). I'm very excited but also very nervous.</span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The state of the world and the economy in my country worries me... I don't know how likely I would find job offers and in a place that makes me feel secure and happy as an English major here. I think my plan for a little while is to run away to Japan for a little while if the world ever stops being on fire. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I've always wanted to be a teacher but given that I can't drive and my family's location isn't ideal-it would really be difficult for me to fulfill my credential requirements. SO..instead, I opted for a TESOL certificate to teach overseas because I can teach with a BA. I've always wanted to go to Japan, so what's better than getting paid to go? Yes, I'm there for work and I'll have to tone down during the weekdays but I'm hoping I can explore and enjoy myself to the fullest on the weekends in my full on get up. I don't drink, party, or mess around at all-I enjoy concerts/music, good food, and making friends...so I'm hoping that if dressing like a weirdo is the *worst thing* I can do-then I'll be fine. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I also would like to *try* to vlog about my adventures or just overall experience if I can once I'm over there. I see a lot of J-Vloggers do general content but I haven't ran into someone vlogging that into my niche fully and I've always been big on making content that I wish I had. However, teaching would be my main gig and I definitely wouldn't want my side hustle interfering with my main thing if you know what I mean...so I guess will see.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Otherwise, I would really like to return to the Bay Area and work creatively in San Francisco. I think at this point, it's just a matter of being able to afford to live there. California rent is disgusting but the Bay Area (especially SF) is just a whole different level of atrocious. I adore cities and accessibility. I also can't drive (keyword on how I'm not saying won't. I literally *can't* and it's an insanely long story to explain as to why) so I need to be in an area where I don't need to drive to thrive. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">SF is actually more expensive than Japan I think..maybe.....I THINK. We'll see. Point is, I decided on Japan because I've always wanted to go. I have some knowledge of the language from taking four years in high school (and I really would love to scaffold off of what I already know). They're willing to pay me to teach with. BA. I miss city life like a motherfucker. And more importantly, I need to live somewhere where I don't need to drive to thrive. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">So...I'm partially running away from my problems in the States post-graduation but I hope it's either an answer or bides me time because a bitch has student loans to pay off (tho I can't complain. COVID reduced the amount by a fuck ton since I mainly only had to take out a loan for living expenses and I've gotten to work from my family's place since the pandemic hit). </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I am bummed out I didn't get a proper campus experience and that the majority of my academic career post-high school was majorly online. I didn't really get to socialize or really establish myself in Sacramento or gain mentorship like I had intended to and it's mainly why I decided last minute last year at the start of the pandemic to take on TESOL work. I knew I needed a backup because I wasn't gaining what I was hoping to...</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">This got really serious but I hope that gives insight as to why I am busy/inactive and even as to what my future plans are. I am an academic gyaru and maybe a career woman who just so happens to be gyaru in the future. <3 I want to be a role model in a certain sense because I know not everyone follows through with this path or even at times, doesn't have a good sense of balance when it comes to separating their work life from their hobby. I'm determined to prove you can thrive doing both...maybe. Like I said, we'll see. I don't know what the future holds.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, this blog is getting long so imma just end this here. Thanks for reading guys! </span></span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphen4pEqUwhJTu0kyWMuexZnHKjJq79zCH5mJ9ag5UoUWy3ceJ00VACHtLZ3w5N2rEjTZqURopLPMDVG0pkR1HcmYa8ROoBdm3UPeFZazTnpHziRcdmcjR-mftFScndICPu4DbZXsIFwYZ8/s480/Darla_Signature.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphen4pEqUwhJTu0kyWMuexZnHKjJq79zCH5mJ9ag5UoUWy3ceJ00VACHtLZ3w5N2rEjTZqURopLPMDVG0pkR1HcmYa8ROoBdm3UPeFZazTnpHziRcdmcjR-mftFScndICPu4DbZXsIFwYZ8/s320/Darla_Signature.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-89654474821238801452021-01-19T18:20:00.018-08:002021-01-19T18:54:56.183-08:00New Years with Golds + Venting on the Climate of Gyaru Fashion/Alt-Hobbies Becoming "Mainstream"<p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> I always feel weird about blogging because I feel like by the time I cover anything I do, it's old news and ya'll have already seen stuff from me but I guess it's good to have a document of it here. ahaha. I feel like Instagram is my blog more than this one is at times. I've been trying to crank out videos lately and I have two that I edited from my New Year's coordinate. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I did my first hair tutorial on my channel and also did a makeup tutorial as shown below: </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/x6t4M-ijiBo" width="320" youtube-src-id="x6t4M-ijiBo"></iframe></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/pAuJqwRlSOI" width="320" youtube-src-id="pAuJqwRlSOI"></iframe></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I loved how the hair one turned out but omfg the make up one I wrestled with. My camera likes to fuck with its focus some sometimes I'm blurry at key parts. I had to color correct and crop a little bit because I'd be too off to one side and I needed my eye to be more centered and focused upon. Then my music would always be out of sync just BARELY....which meant me having to rig songs to where they'd be extended a bit and even finding fitting copyrightless music was difficult for this one. Forreal. I spent two weeks off and on editing and procrastinating because this video was such a pain in the ass for me. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I was determined however, to put out an agejo look. I'm always getting requests for both rokku and agejo looks. And I finally back in October, released a satisfactory rokku make up look because people ask me about red under-eye make up and how I do it all the time. So...I was lacking an agejo look and dude, I pride myself on how I do agejo things so I really wanted this to work out. So I forced it. My agejo looks are always fine in real life but somehow my recordings always turn out garbage. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">With that being said, for New Years, I decided to do a Golds agejo look. I really loved it. It was supposed to be a style re-creation of the Egg Para Para video that is seen here. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV8YwkiW7imOTY4-YyLN-DIEj_scOxj-OA5j_18R_4R0z9bBSFP6jpPDSKnu5woXoJj4aeXQ5FaeSvOk4OOGu047u6uDuT0na2Y0K97rTGnufL3X5EjEqc-lGCtnX9pCU9EE92hy4zw0Hi/s960/135230671_3728740550522189_1565643099597017429_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="960" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV8YwkiW7imOTY4-YyLN-DIEj_scOxj-OA5j_18R_4R0z9bBSFP6jpPDSKnu5woXoJj4aeXQ5FaeSvOk4OOGu047u6uDuT0na2Y0K97rTGnufL3X5EjEqc-lGCtnX9pCU9EE92hy4zw0Hi/w400-h400/135230671_3728740550522189_1565643099597017429_n.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It was actually a dream outfit that I had wanted to do for a pretty long time. I had paired some old Yumetenbo thigh boots with this look as well as a fluffy skirt and a mini-hat because they wear mini-hats in the video with huge hair. I noticed that 2009-2010 was all about the mini-hat trend and I remember that even before I was gyaru and more into Harajuku wear, I owned a few mini-hats because I thought using that as an accessory was super cute. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I also deco'd my nails. I'm so proud of them. They were a little bit short but they worked out. At first, I didn't want to go crazy because if there's too much going on it's difficult to throw my circle lenses in but then I just...kind of said fuck it and went ham. I really miss doing nailsets like these. I do them on my real nails with polish (not gel) and all of the stone placement and decal placement are done by me. Some of my decals are stickers while other elements that I do are hand-painted. This set was just stone placement so it took time but it's not as time-consuming as some of the other sets I've done in the past. Sometimes I paint my nails so thick that if I want to use nail foil, I have to wait until the next day or it will lift my polish or not transfer at all. </span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgROLyh1I2Norg1PriKHwHY0r-7HWznQzf-68-pvZIHN4kioqXgVciv80vJSymiKhwzfWBxbfqknU2g_G-2mxiDIzCS0SmoGp1MV_Iu8oGdA0BVTHhPH3ky0rEa4uvQPNCv5bUyKhIUKJkX/s960/135214010_3726030080793236_7509794036661075406_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="960" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgROLyh1I2Norg1PriKHwHY0r-7HWznQzf-68-pvZIHN4kioqXgVciv80vJSymiKhwzfWBxbfqknU2g_G-2mxiDIzCS0SmoGp1MV_Iu8oGdA0BVTHhPH3ky0rEa4uvQPNCv5bUyKhIUKJkX/s320/135214010_3726030080793236_7509794036661075406_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">My hair was blue at the time and was kind of a shocking color for agejo but I feel like because it was a cool-toned outfit, the hair was easier to pull off. I will say though, doing specific hair colors really limits what you can do in your wardrobe. For instance, it's hard for me to do pink agejo right now or anything himekaji. However, right now since my hair is blue, colorful items, rokku, or blue agejo items work decently. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I might do one more round of blue before going back to pink hair. Technically I had done blue hair to tone up my blonde. The thing with blue/purple is that it can cancel out yellow. My bleach job was pretty light before but the blue turned some parts a very pretty silver but there's some fucken green in this shit, WHICH IS WHY...I've held back doing a look. I need this shit to fade a little maybe. Purple shampoo to the rescue next shower maybe? </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWTxiGxi67d1xeMVFQ2xEhQ3rt8KBN8ODJj8Gzxp_UKJE8s4Rk2TSUz9-ONO2DWBvo3OYHKX_qJsm6kT-Eyp5_Hau9VWNzoO5eOMl6dDCvQOBVhRwo5STtAhXZdpZ61RSffgIM1LK4Qr1m/s853/134957016_3729247017138209_2886641125046220446_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="853" data-original-width="853" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWTxiGxi67d1xeMVFQ2xEhQ3rt8KBN8ODJj8Gzxp_UKJE8s4Rk2TSUz9-ONO2DWBvo3OYHKX_qJsm6kT-Eyp5_Hau9VWNzoO5eOMl6dDCvQOBVhRwo5STtAhXZdpZ61RSffgIM1LK4Qr1m/s320/134957016_3729247017138209_2886641125046220446_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I actually go through the effort to cut, bleach, and dye my own hair. I've had to do a lot of research on how to do all of this over the years and doing it myself has saved me A LOT of money. It's still a pretty expensive process but much cheaper than the salon. I do an off-scalp application because that way bleach isn't having to process on my scalp and once it grows out, I can cut off the blonde. I know in a year i won't be able to have colored hair and will have to go back to my natural color (which thankfully, is pretty light and works for gyaru) but lately I've been squeezing in having fun with colors before I won't be allowed to anymore. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">A lot of people have been in woe about not getting to go to salons lately and I'm really happy that I already knew how to do my hair and nails. :') I don't always get what I want or do things right (I've had some mishaps) but occasionally things will turn out the way I want and I'll be quite happy with my work. I always feel a sense of accomplishment when I do a good job or when other people ask me where I go to get my nails or hair done. I've never gone to cosmetology school so that means a lot to me. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I feel like I have all of these plans for looks I want to do but it's just a matter of my skin and hair cooperating.... and just having time. I start my new semester next week and that's always crazy. I cranked out two looks in a month so that's actually not bad. I gave myself a two week break and two productive weeks full of filming and editing looks. My lady-thing is coming soon so my skin is acting up and like I mentioned, my hair color is in a weird stage so I'm holding out a little. I have this one 2008/2009 look I want to do with an old F21 bubble dress and a big beaded necklace. It's literally an outfit from my high school days that I never got rid of and I think it would work pretty well for gyaru. I just need my hair to be BLONDER for a minute before I go blue again.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">When my hair <i>is</i> blue again (round two!) I wanna try a rokku/bangya look...which is always super ambitious because I have to fuck with black eyeshadow and that requires blending to hell and back and praying there isn't fall out. LOL. The trick is to wet the brush a bit but then it makes it harder to blend. I honestly feel like it depends on what you're trying to do. If you're trying to get a pigmented full-on black eye the wet method works but if you're trying to use it in your crease and blend it's just gonna be a mess. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I always think it's so funny that people like my rokku looks the best. It makes sense but doesn't. I barely do rokku because well..it's a ton of a work because the make up is suuuuper heavy. However, I understand why people like it because honestly I was the girl back in the day that wore a lot of gothic lolita and visual kei shit back in high school. Liked gyaru but there was a big of a rock boom back in the day even musically. If you listen to Ayumi Hamasaki even, it was less poppy and more rock sounding. I really loved bands like the Gazette, Lolita23Q, <span style="font-size: 14px;">D'espairsRay, exist+trace, Dazzlevision, girugamesh, An Cafe..etc. etc. I was that girl. LOL But a lot of people even in my local area was very much so into the whole rock movement. There even used to be some "gyaru" girls who wore a ton of rock-themed brands without wearing full on 109...or did they? I wasn't as versed as I am now to look at an outfit and know exactly what was what back then! </span></span></p><p><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><span style="background-color: black; font-size: 14px;">So does make sense that people like me in that style considering it's my roots even before gyaru. I still go to rock concerts even! I recently even purchased some fake bandboi shit. LOL. I bought more replica Vivienne because my goal is to have most of the pieces that appear in Nana (I'm close...save for the super rare pieces). I bought the diamante pearl choker, two orb rings in both gold and silver (because both looked really nice) and a really colorful star orb necklace that would go with some of my really colorful Shien pieces and my Uniqlo x Gokinjo Monogatari shirt I got back in May. I also purchased a VW Berret hat which I might try to do a Yazawa-inspired look with or something..maybe..or maybe just a modern bangya look. We'll see. I actually have more jewelry coming. A store had free shipping over 15 bucks so I got some crystal chandelier VW pieces as well as a pink choker and a gold orb necklace because I'm lacking gold jewelry for certain things. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiRQGS_C5ik2cD2ILSMOrHC_JaCm4OeHjS-QepPxBwEccaAZHwzM5yCu_lgw282jVpJDO6HJT0y5Mt-h_zlzReIpxJTjLsO34-m0vltbsmVTOgGpTqGWnRVtPFYVIyeiZJ-ZBvaa2X8eLR/s960/138945100_3764843703578540_2045913562260236215_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="612" data-original-width="960" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiRQGS_C5ik2cD2ILSMOrHC_JaCm4OeHjS-QepPxBwEccaAZHwzM5yCu_lgw282jVpJDO6HJT0y5Mt-h_zlzReIpxJTjLsO34-m0vltbsmVTOgGpTqGWnRVtPFYVIyeiZJ-ZBvaa2X8eLR/w400-h255/138945100_3764843703578540_2045913562260236215_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><span style="font-size: 14px;"><p><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></p>I also found some fake Chrome Hearts which literally all of the host boys and bandbois wear... I think it would look really cute for rokku looks and gyaru looks. I bought two necklaces in both silver and gold because they looked nice and I feel like gold will even go well with the few d.i.a items I have. I also have a Chrome Hearts hoodie coming but it's not here yet. I super regret not getting this one top I found that was rainbow. Ugh. I got the hoodie in just a monochrome black and white (that's the classic Chrome Hearts look you know?) but I should have got the CH long-sleeved top in white and rainbow. It would have been cute. ahh...we can't have everything now, can we? I want to get the bracelets or the belts but they're a bit harder to find...as are the rings but occasionally I'll find some really badass brandless rings that look like something Justin Davis or FirstLabel would sell... </span></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><span style="background-color: black; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8gJJEyYJ4yoKMP-SLHsLX1IH4MucrOQYSnOP9HuO7hFjPmxnMua9RccT6YYkBKgd24SNDG-8AGb5o3VezewpEtsWrMC4sq3Mn7zluHctW_jDLymt03ftxertXnmIPoU3FOL_vFC3SvJfu/s960/139268413_3761860980543479_7089488316083718044_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8gJJEyYJ4yoKMP-SLHsLX1IH4MucrOQYSnOP9HuO7hFjPmxnMua9RccT6YYkBKgd24SNDG-8AGb5o3VezewpEtsWrMC4sq3Mn7zluHctW_jDLymt03ftxertXnmIPoU3FOL_vFC3SvJfu/s320/139268413_3761860980543479_7089488316083718044_n.jpg" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; font-size: 14px;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Regardless of my "rock" investments, I still adore agejo a ton and that's always going to be my first love I think. I also really love himekaji but for a while, I wasn't hoarding pieces because there was so much stuff in abundance but now I am a little worried about the climate of the second-hand market and even thinking about it makes me angry... Actually, fuck it, I have several bones to pick. I've voiced them on my Instagram but I guess I should expand upon it on here and vocally in public. Some of you already know of my feelings...</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Feel free to skip if you know or you just don't want to hear my bitching...lmao</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TfC0wlT_ByNKYsk9hpq373dQ9aztSN9avQHliuXrgV4Rpey0KxjyvhsmrpxK5vMuBhbQA5zP2BSgeCdMCtQ8UtAjGxviJgsp7DMvy2O0yY2YPR6oVWjFJgonUyVCM6jG0GwLA-zgaJFg/s66/tumblr_inline_mjx00bd3UK1qz4rgp.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="20" data-original-width="66" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TfC0wlT_ByNKYsk9hpq373dQ9aztSN9avQHliuXrgV4Rpey0KxjyvhsmrpxK5vMuBhbQA5zP2BSgeCdMCtQ8UtAjGxviJgsp7DMvy2O0yY2YPR6oVWjFJgonUyVCM6jG0GwLA-zgaJFg/s16000/tumblr_inline_mjx00bd3UK1qz4rgp.gif" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi61zrR_G1v8gUH5kLCWh6xM0Q43AXgZo1hfHGPYcN0bLenGJV7LCufvRdnLB4y1GnBLxwg4lvpxs9wqYSsfKYT0QbJcFntF8rrHBSmHH_1s3H2W1xyyU_klw_p2n9tFueL1Zdq0oLWBima/s151/irritated2.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="151" data-original-width="125" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi61zrR_G1v8gUH5kLCWh6xM0Q43AXgZo1hfHGPYcN0bLenGJV7LCufvRdnLB4y1GnBLxwg4lvpxs9wqYSsfKYT0QbJcFntF8rrHBSmHH_1s3H2W1xyyU_klw_p2n9tFueL1Zdq0oLWBima/s0/irritated2.gif" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Finding stuff currently has been a pain in the ass. If you're looking for specific shit or whatever at least (especially if you're into my substyle that was more short-lived). :/ I feel like a lot of kids are figuring out how to do stuff and have been buying out pieces for cheap to resell for triple what they paid for. Ya'll...that ain't cool. Don't invest in 109 brands unless you're actually going to <i>do</i> gyaru and are in it for the long run. You're hurting others who have been in this lifestyle for a while and it's selfish and disrespectful of you to profit from an underground fashion... These are usually also the same people who scream to others that you don't need brand to be gyaru and that it's classist and sizeist but hop onto the brand train once they figure out how to do things. So...which is it anymore? Is it only okay for when it benefits you? I wouldn't have an issue if it were people who actively participated, educated themselves, and didn't spread this narrative of one thing after doing another...</span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">There I said it. It's truly an annoyance of mine that I vent about as I see my fellow long term gals struggle or panic buy or when <i>I </i>have to panic buy to maintain my long-term styles. It sucks. Especially if you're into a rarer substyle or a substyle is becoming more mainstream towards people who won't even be in this fashion for a good year but hoard all of it just to resell it for ass-backwards prices.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I really hate that I have to be wary of what I share and to whom now. I hate that I distance myself on who I interact with not knowing if they're in this fashion for the correct reasons or if they're just a nosy person but yeah...unfortunately that's the climate we are in nowadays and it really disappoints me. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I want to convey that you can definitely do gyaru without brand since it's very hair and make up based but I feel like if you truly want to solidify your substyle certain brands are necessary. I've said it a lot and I think a couple other fellow gals who used to preach this narrative have realized that it's way more challenging to do without a couple of staple brand pieces. There are certainly some clever people who have made their own items and have made it work but they've placed in the TIME and EFFORT to learn how to do shit. They've looked into how certain brands used to look even and I think that speaks volumes. They've had to research and pay attention to small details of certain brands or aesthetics and learn a whole ass skillset. That's when you know someone really does love gyaru. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm very lucky that I have the collection I have but sometimes there are other dream items like this camisole that I had scoured the internet for a couple of times and it took a second to get. I think because I mainly do a pretty short-lived style, it's a bit harder. Agejo wasn't around for a very long time and it doesn't exist now. AneAgejo isn't a thing anymore. Those were the days of 3D floral print with brands like DaTuRa, Rady, EmiriaWiz, and Golds Infinity's re-image running that scene as well as Ma*rs with floral and jewel prints. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">That doesn't exist anymore. So it does get a little scary thinking about how hard it's about to be to wear and do the things I like while keeping it fresh. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I really dislike this whole TikTok clout culture or these kids who will be here for two seconds, leave once they don't get the attention they want, and dip while profiting or profit from said short-lived "fame" or whatever else the heck this is supposed to be. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">A friend was also talking about this to me in this anime/cosplay scene. They're a really good make-up artist and they like fashion but don't do gyaru (but is aware it and the things that go on in the community). We were talking about how it's so strange that being into alt-fashion or geek stuff is suddenly socially acceptable. That it will be weird for my friends to go to conventions and see all these new TikTok kids there. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">We were bullied for this shit back in the day. When I was cosplaying in public for photoshoots a lot of people were awful to me. People were gross about me listening to SES, BoA, and DBSK back when I listened to K-Pop and J-Pop...they'd take my CDs to break them and shit or make fun of Ayu's voice for insult band members who didn't look masculine enough. It's surreal seeing foreign acts on mainstream television. I would have never dreamed in a million years this would happen and that even the stuff I love would be so easily accessible... </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I was given so much shit back in the day for wearing wigs, contact lenses, and eyelashes back when I first started gyaru even by my own family and now so many people are doing things like this to be edgy that suddenly it's socially acceptable. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm happy but angry at the same time. I'm happy because it means this may be more socially acceptable. It's cool that others think what you do is cool even from an outside perspective or out of genuine interest. However, I'm also irritated because it feels so hypocritical for this to be "cool" when it was knocked on so hard before and it's hard to see people profit from things they'd snub their noses at years a lot and literally traumatize and bully people over. It makes me anxious once lockdown is over, how these new people will act towards seasoned people in these communities. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I've seen what has happened to gyaru and how some very seasoned and looked up to people got ran out of a lot of public forums based on opinions and issues that do not belong in this fashion. A lot of people use this fashion as means of escape from the darker climates of the world as a way to relax and enjoy something they looked up to for a long time. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">There are kids who can't take constructive criticism nor do they want to educate themselves about the fashion. There's a weird sense of entitlement that comes to "we want to wear fashion and invade your platforms but we couldn't give a shit about what it's truly about and we want to be spoonfed this information in order to hopefully make it on the 'gram' because this is "quirky" enough to stand out" . They instead want to profit off of these underground subcultures and "educate" outsiders with their misinformation on the fashion rather than respect it for what it is. I have a huge fucking issue with this because it is taking from the people who actually participate. It's also running out long-time people and is making them have to hide or be forced to speak on issues they are not comfortable with based on bullying on their own SMS or posts even... Not because they're not legitimate issues but because they don't want their platform to be based upon those issues when all they want to do is relax in their fashion. Can you blame anyone?</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">2020 has been a really stressful time for<i> everyone </i>so why add more stress into a hobby you love? While some have the strength to talk about important things, others use their platform as a "rest stop" per se. Other people enjoy focusing on making content that focuses on the arts or fashion or just...not loaded topics and I think that needs to addressed. Not everyone should be bullied into being required to participate in battles they have no strength to engage in. If your endurance bucket is larger than someone else's that is fine but do not project onto other people. It's up to the other party on whether or not they want to engage in that battle. It's also pretty accusatory to just assume that someone does not care or is against you because they don't want to engage. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Everyone has their own way of helping others through these really difficult times and every single way is valuable. For others, it might be advocating for different causes while some people might just want to help others relax. Both are useful and both are acceptable. But you can't bully or force others to fight the same battle as you or participate in that discourse. Some people just don't like confrontation or maybe deal with negative situations in their real life and this fashion or anyone else's hobby for that matter, might be their way of relaxing. They don't want to doom scroll on a fashion forum when Twitter, Facebook, the television is already plagued with this. Some people just want to chill out for a minute and may actually deal with this shit a lot in the real-life or have to fight with people closer to home. I know I certainly do all the time and would rather not deal with this in the one place I'm seeking solace in. I direly wish that was respected rather than making others out to be targets. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I hate that this attitude has invaded gyaru and made it an especially stressful climate and gone as far as running out others for how they choose to live their personal lives. Nobody should have the ability to dictate that or project onto that. And that's where these kids come in sometimes and really frustrates me. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Another issue I do have with the current climate is the idea that anything goes... E-girl can not be combined with gyaru. Y2K can be if it's COORDINATED like an actually effing Y2K outfit-ma*rs and other brands definitely took influences from some high-end western shit as did Alba and others but figure out what those things are (do your research-the kid's interpretation of this era isn't accurate) and people shouldn't even place bimbo in the same category as gyaru because it makes this fashion a fetish for weirdoes more than it already is. If you want to be those things-FINE, but for the love of god pursue that and stop trying to incorporate it into this fashion where it has so no place.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">If you do not believe in the whole "get wild, be sexy" slogan, maybe this fashion isn't for you. This isn't a modest fashion. You don't want to cover up. This isn't a fashion where makeup isn't required. If something is "too short" or "too much"-then maybe you should look into becoming a lolita. Gyaru is all about embracing the sexier side of femininity and rocking it. There are Ero-Kawaii and sexy cute elements even in himekaji. </span></p><p><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><span style="background-color: black;">This fashion isn't a costume and shouldn't be treated as such.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">A lot of people really misinterpret this substyle and others. Liz Lisa still has short skirts and there's a really mature element to OLD Liz Lisa that makes it gyaru. New Liz Lisa is harder to make gyaru or isn't even gyaru. I see people claim they like this style or are gyaru but then knock on old coordinates or looks from Japanese gals. Guys. THAT IS GYARU. This new shit that's LL or whatever isn't anymore. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Gyaru is not modest. It never has been. Even the cuter stuff has an element of sexiness and if you're not okay with that-then this fashion ISN'T FOR YOU. I will stress this over and over again until I am blue in the face. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">ALSO-Don't knock the old stuff constantly but then say you love gyaru because that's the legit shit you're snubbing on. I see some people knock on models or shop staff that created a huge impact to the style or community and it's a bit disrespectful. You can not like an outfit or like a model over another but maybe...get to know who you're knocking on first?</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> Gyaru was never about the whole looking baby looking or cutesy in a very child-like way... Princessy? zes but there are brands who shifted to support a different audience and it wasn't towards the gyaru and I understand the confusion but educate yourself on your confusion.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">If you think gyaru is problematic? Then maybe this style isn't for you. Don't project your viewpoints onto other people and ignore us? Nobody is forcing you to like us or look at our content. Stop projecting your issues on something towards other people who do like this. That isn't your job nor your place to. Other's don't find this problematic and that's up for them to decide not you to shame upon others for their choices. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">This is what I mean by educating yourself and people bothering to. If you really like this fashion, you'll honestly look into it and more into it than what just someone else on the internet says (and that includes not listening to everything my ass says because sometimes my opinions do not align with others lmao). Otherwise, this isn't for you and you should pick a different thing to obsess over rather than something you "don't like". Move along, please...</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I know a lot of people are pushing the narrative that "gyaru needs to change for the 21st century"...if that's the case look at the new Egg, the new HappieNuts, AneAgeha, and the upcoming Koakuma Ageha. That is what gyaru is going towards... Once again-respect it even if it's not what you want or like. If you *really* are adamant on this being a new era you need to accept that this is a Japanese fashion and this is what it's shifting towards. You can't just gut an already established fashion and make your own rules without respecting what came before it or make effort to be informed on what is going in Japan. For example, the new Egg magazine isn't my vibe and sometimes I even get frustrated with the direction it goes in-but I still purchase it and look through it in order to be informed on what is going on in the gyaru-sphere of things. I also follow multiple Instagrams both gaijin and Japanese to see what is trending overall. There isn't a "people who follow the old way" and "this is the new way". There is just gyaru. And a part of that is doing your own research and staying informed even if it's stuff you don't vibe with all the time because what matters is your love for the fashion and seeing where it's shifting and respecting it as it is even if you personally wouldn't do it. THAT is the new gyaru. People who like the old stuff like clothes with a little more detail or brands that were known for specific things that were exclusive to an era and brand. New stuff is definitely more about Western brand names and that Instagram look or just...a different vibe. It's not my thing but they, it's where this fashion is going so I'll keep an eye out just to see if there's anything I do like eventually. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I had a friend joking be like I'm the grandma that tells kids to get off of their lawn but honestly, I have a baby brother who is around some of these kids age and he can't even stand his own generation of people and really romanticizes the old 90s/00s shit (musically and aesthetically) and feels like he missed out on a good time. So maybe I'm not the only old grouch...haha..</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It certainly doesn't mean there weren't issues or problems but there also were a lot of fun things that came out and styles/eras that were pretty iconic and obviously memorable if people want to recreate or talk about them. I just wish they were respected more...I wish everything was respected more. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It does make me wonder on my friend's end...how certain hobbies even outside of gyaru..once this pandemic has adjusted to a more open lifestyle-how it will be. Will people disappear once they have other things occupying their time or will this new generation try to define social climates for the better or worse? </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I've only witnessed a little bit of it in my own hobbies and does worry me a little bit but I guess I'm hoping people will either grow or learn or get bored and leave. Or it be a phase of boredom during quarantine and they'll be onto the next thing once they're allowed to socialize and go outside... lol..</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Basically, have fun-get wild and be sexy in regards to gal-but respect it. Respect what came beforehand and respect the culture. Do some investigating truly without the help of others. Honestly, it's like hunting for treasure and it's INSANELY fun. Like trust me, I learn new things all the time and it's always incredibly exciting..</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Otherwise, do some soul searching. Is this fashion really for you if you can't get down with the vibe of what this represents...?</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, that's all for my vent. Hopefully, I'll have more interesting content in the future that is less....charged? I don't know. I've had feelings lately. I've had friends on their own platforms talk about lashpolaypses and be panicking in my DMs and just...got me in a space where I'm mad for my friends and frustrated at the current climate of the thing I love. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Until next time guys~ </span></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-50114047040675960792021-01-07T23:52:00.006-08:002021-01-07T23:52:49.896-08:00Massive Gyaru Style Wallpaper Post<p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> Hello everyone! I'm back with another blogpost. <3 Way back in the days of Gyaru Amino, I made this massive wallpaper post full of old gyaru branded/gyaru style wallpapers that I had found on the internet. I immediately when I found these, saved them in fear they'd be lost (as many unarchived things are on the internet) if they weren't SOMEWHERE. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">So here they are on my blog, similarly to how the gyaru souzai are. :) Some of these will be super compatible with smartphones while others were meant only for small old school style cellphones (the ones with animations especially sadly). </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">If there are repeats, I apologize~! 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float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="752" data-original-width="599" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZWPG9ZZxSlVIiI7DkHLKLYd-uHe87IuW9BQ3Hd6d-t9m3StZdvQ_SAcjGN1pi_igKFVAj4cZAnZgC83gRwUyJHoywCCGIN86X9WRAcAIkdhy-l57Sr3hlORHt3fJvBNq16pzI4AaqjJ0H/s320/tumblr_ntjvt17Za11ro5bwro1_640.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">When Koakuma Ageha died the first time I was devastated. I was sad how natural it had gotten but it absolutely didn't prepare me for how stale the infamous swallowtail butterfly look was going to go towards by its second revival. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Koakuma Ageha's round two of reviving itself was actually exciting for me. Sakurai Rina was a huge part of the magazine. DaTuRa and Rady were thriving with 3D floral prints being something that was actually really unique and trademark to this older agejo style. However, towards the end of Koakuma Ageha's run, things became stale. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Golds Infinity, DaTuRa, Ghost of Harlem, etc had died off. Rady has toned town to Ginza Gal streetwear level and EmiriaWiz looks like Omotesando Auntie wear.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">To define these terms. The reference to "Ginza Gal" used to be terminology in the early 2000s for women or even gyaru who only flaunted and wore high-end luxury brands by Western designers. They were dubbed "Ginza Gals". They would have jewelry by Tiffany's and Harry Winston. They'd wear have a Hermes scarf around their neck and a matching bag the price of a car payment on their arm. They'd have Jimmy Choos on their feet and Chanel suit sets on their bodies. In all? They were older established women and while gyaru do occasionally flaunt brand name items. Omotesando Aunties are less eccentric. They're more modest looking. I'm not sure how to describe it but a Ginza Gal might be a little bit more gaudy and younger with dyed blonde hair and a Chanel tweed look while an Omottesando Auntie wears long skirts, knit Ponchos, a Hermes bag, and darker hair colors, and is typically (or was) older. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKV4XJ9GEqpKtlGRFqTqM_oon1pQIZRlPNRcwa96HLZ3YoXPf_UlNLTRm1lvmSBsQTyrp7NuZTM5l7WyH1UgslajTeloUjTBk9YZ3tOz8zJS-dydLRxh7I1XV8dRVxqd6JQzMZUzbB9lu8/s600/53989519b_8_d_500.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKV4XJ9GEqpKtlGRFqTqM_oon1pQIZRlPNRcwa96HLZ3YoXPf_UlNLTRm1lvmSBsQTyrp7NuZTM5l7WyH1UgslajTeloUjTBk9YZ3tOz8zJS-dydLRxh7I1XV8dRVxqd6JQzMZUzbB9lu8/s320/53989519b_8_d_500.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Emiri Aizawa new toned-down look is the definition of Omotesando Auntie. It's high-end but conservative and very natural. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmF4Jnj5WamtPKbvncySS2PlzwtJOmJoyzHuoR6bKpiPHx_vzDl7AyTPlNsrSd2FCI7zjyQvOsRC_C0NGD4MNr8e48tz0q75YFYPvluN0JkdvrNrzW05SysG3bxx1dNU2PJoBibs7DMLh/s1405/136935822_852799472183887_8829833905156605781_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1405" data-original-width="1125" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmF4Jnj5WamtPKbvncySS2PlzwtJOmJoyzHuoR6bKpiPHx_vzDl7AyTPlNsrSd2FCI7zjyQvOsRC_C0NGD4MNr8e48tz0q75YFYPvluN0JkdvrNrzW05SysG3bxx1dNU2PJoBibs7DMLh/s320/136935822_852799472183887_8829833905156605781_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> Coco Airi is the epitome of a Ginza Gal. She's still GAL but her look is suuuuper unattainable for the normal everyday gal. Her outfits, accessories, and bags probably cost as much as a car. Emiri Aizawa USED to be a Ginza Gal before her image and brand change. </span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Omotesando and Ginza are really famously expensive ritzy neighborhoods in Tokyo with high end luxury stores and high ass rent. One term is official while the other is one I kind of made up but I think it makes sense if I could find a reference to wtf I'm talking about (Emiri Aizawa's current look is a fucking Omottesando Auntie lmao as is Okarie's and Kumicky's...). </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzpPFhTmrGOWF8I-AaFVtJmnCRQRUzDgHRvrXBJ7WKOcAyKhXPM5ixTDjP4FvfTQIoiwx6PZ11J8sPkr8U5tR5erQhbObKnREc1-bQdqdzH6zleAONqdV16_NDJ5lvpaN1QhyZfWHi1sM6/s900/1.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="900" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzpPFhTmrGOWF8I-AaFVtJmnCRQRUzDgHRvrXBJ7WKOcAyKhXPM5ixTDjP4FvfTQIoiwx6PZ11J8sPkr8U5tR5erQhbObKnREc1-bQdqdzH6zleAONqdV16_NDJ5lvpaN1QhyZfWHi1sM6/s320/1.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />The whole ma*rs motif was everywhere as well as overly cheap-looking lacey body con dresses and less big hair and suuuuper light make up. The blackxpink and the grey check colorway was everywhere and it's still remained a thing TO this day to the point where I can't tell Ma*rs, Liz Lisa, or Ank Rouge apart from one another. The same light makeup is applied with overly lined lips and red undereye puffy eye makeup that has even bled into bangya territory lately. Even RiinaCouture is on that larmey/dusty pink/black/white level that isn't very interesting to me. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">In all? It's monotonous. Imagine my shock where Koakuma Ageha when I heard that the magazine is reviving for a third time and without Sakurai Rina as one of the main gals. The whole reason it was supposedly killed off the first time was because she was such an iconic part of it and I agree. A big mistake the last time with the round two revivals was the fact that their iconic charisma models were getting older and there wasn't a girl that they had hyped up enough to fill in the shoes of Emiri Aizawa and Sakurai Rina. Both women stood out enough to where I knew who they were and could point them out in the magazines. It was hard to say the same for other models. They all looked the same and dressed the same to me. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Agejo has definitely died out and I think there are a couple of issues with the whole Ageha movement. First off, the fact that it's gone the direction of becoming a straight-up "Ginza Gal" magazine. ThI think a huge issue with gyaru is the fact that it has become too many luxury items versus just bags and accessories from luxury brands. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw7kKgvCU6hsg_gOIVwgXWb4kVJRpyvInShMpJNN9d7MsnDWnsHyAZV2ZRFhFMjai8A5jlrg1hrb-vvTnY6wnd1DCBAgMZsiwkcH2O5QErTB9l2XuRxOB0MpcDnyzXCAOX4rIfuo8A9DY_/s800/c89e1ade8a58c918e3ebf48030a77d96.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="640" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw7kKgvCU6hsg_gOIVwgXWb4kVJRpyvInShMpJNN9d7MsnDWnsHyAZV2ZRFhFMjai8A5jlrg1hrb-vvTnY6wnd1DCBAgMZsiwkcH2O5QErTB9l2XuRxOB0MpcDnyzXCAOX4rIfuo8A9DY_/s320/c89e1ade8a58c918e3ebf48030a77d96.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Rady doing the casual "street wear" look with Shizuka Mutou flaunting a Chanel bag that isn't a part of her brand in her brand photos. </span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Nowadays hostesses have every requirement of what a Ginza gal is and even gyaru, in general, wear a lot of Balenciaga, Supreme, and Gucci even in streetwear. It's the ultimate flaunt but it's incredibly unattainable and not very unique to fans from the West. We see the brands constantly on fame-hungry Instagrammers who are unrelatable with their luxury island vacations and hot-girl bodies. If anything, J-Fashion way back when, was an escape from this standard and it's now infiltrated gyaru. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_gJFSma1J0thWov-mI8pVgUga6ht3-7XVFpKdZalhqj7q_XUxOnAIFEAAtvg2YNdupk1CuirCmO2KwVnKmWY1e0rpicI5V7HBk2jUdmDRENuz7hcpu8Y55_GnBXCnXqWxWhtX8790m2iz/s960/d9c9940341272a1a98cf6615db028e0d.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="640" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_gJFSma1J0thWov-mI8pVgUga6ht3-7XVFpKdZalhqj7q_XUxOnAIFEAAtvg2YNdupk1CuirCmO2KwVnKmWY1e0rpicI5V7HBk2jUdmDRENuz7hcpu8Y55_GnBXCnXqWxWhtX8790m2iz/s320/d9c9940341272a1a98cf6615db028e0d.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />The appeal of Koakuma Ageha was the fact that it was attainable fashion and brands had trademark designs that were unique to their brands only. I'm definitely not saying they didn't take things from luxury brands as inspiration/or straight up copied but they most definitely would place their own unique twist on things and it would be at a pretty attainable price point. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I think this is why agejo even outside of the hostess industry was even a thing. It attainable and not every gal wanted to be a hostess. Some just looked up to Barbie, Elle Woods, or Sharpay Evans for inspiration...and more realistically, the princess vibes of Paris Hilton. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Seeing how hostesses dress even now, is kind of dull. The cuts of certain dresses make no sense or look like shit an older woman would wear compared to some of the younger gals. They're aging them up more than necessary. It's giving gals who wanted to look like the women from Ageha no inspiration because 1. it's an aged style. 2. It's super unattainable when it's nothing but really expensive luxury brands. Koakuma Ageha is more of the Ginza Gal look if it does look young or if it's too plain or aged up-it straight up looked like Omotesando Auntie status. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Honestly, I've seen the same with Egg magazine as well. It's too focused on flex and not enough unique design or creativity. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">HOWEVER, seeing Koakuma Ageha's current promo, I can see the potential there. The model who is in their promo video ad is super gorgeous and I can see the nod to Sakurai Rina in her look. Some of their girls that are interviewed on the new YouTube look really fun and charismatic and have an interesting look that could definetely be Ageha-esque. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">
<span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/lyks3YEqwR0" width="560"></iframe> </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> The magazine has to potential to be fun. Previous brands could also make a huge comeback and standout from their competition in the future. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">There's been a huge desexifiction in Japanese fashion for a while not and I'm wondering if it's ever going to be old. Also, COVID is affecting the economy, and flaunting luxury items might soon be in poor taste considering how people are financially struggling. Not only that but the hostess and host industry has taken a large hit I think due to social distancing requirements as well as people just not having as much money to blow on nightlife activities. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">This may point towards J-Fashion to need to rely on creativity and have brand staples that set each of their designs separated out from their competition's lines. I think another really cool thing to add to Ageha would be a men's section. Mainly because women read the magazine and due to the female following, it may be nice to have male models promoting brands and clubs to the readers. Hell, I always look at the brand Civarize and go, "I'm a woman and I want to fucking wear this shit". It's gorgeous shit and I highly recommend following Civarize's Instagram accounts or investing in some items. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It would be also nice to see brands like Ma*rs utilize on the fact that Y2K fashion is trending heavily. They don't have to go their route but I could definetely want to buy items from them if they steered away from larme and went more into blinged-out t-shirts, body con skirts with lace, cute pumps..and just an overall more mature girlier image that doesn't look so common and even juvenile/yami kawaii looking. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS2pJbEnmPdd5jhxb1HxO0eVLg9h2Y53Bmeuweg2Tv4dAxP9YkV39NbSZzpoTU0-iJrLrFmtryos8zAxuu3xaYmAKOAsiymC88mavTaMF5e5-P99xBcHLtNf-CiRwxyK54iPPC8B5p7mce/s828/10b592a53aa2f0a5287d3080987dac42.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="826" data-original-width="828" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS2pJbEnmPdd5jhxb1HxO0eVLg9h2Y53Bmeuweg2Tv4dAxP9YkV39NbSZzpoTU0-iJrLrFmtryos8zAxuu3xaYmAKOAsiymC88mavTaMF5e5-P99xBcHLtNf-CiRwxyK54iPPC8B5p7mce/s320/10b592a53aa2f0a5287d3080987dac42.png" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid4BJSyjGZrFDT5dNyS6SLg_HH6YS9YsTuqPrDpqb9pvizxyBu3LFs0ai48RGlGRVFwZ6IoY7DsTfaA9WVYUerIzD3h0A1AhX5MYjZfDg1flypmPcKxBVoO1Jam8nfAFc4mgUGgBcYfi-K/s800/barbie_girl_cute_y2k_halter_top_1569508390_5fa3a59d_progressive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid4BJSyjGZrFDT5dNyS6SLg_HH6YS9YsTuqPrDpqb9pvizxyBu3LFs0ai48RGlGRVFwZ6IoY7DsTfaA9WVYUerIzD3h0A1AhX5MYjZfDg1flypmPcKxBVoO1Jam8nfAFc4mgUGgBcYfi-K/s320/barbie_girl_cute_y2k_halter_top_1569508390_5fa3a59d_progressive.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">(The fact that Ma*rs hasn't capitalized on shit like this is a little shocking to me. Yes, it's gaudy as fuck but Ma*rs used to be THIS gaudy with heart chain belts, bling, and hot pink). </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Rady could also utilize on having a slight image change without being too over the top or too "auntie" looking possibly.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">These are younger women so there need to be brands that appeal to their age range that aren't "out of touch" but are also not too out of trend. I think if there's a lot of diversity in their model lineup and just something that caters to everyone, I can see round three of Koakuma Ageha being around for a while.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">What's your opinion on the newly revived Koakuma Ageha? Do you see potential or it staying around for a bit? What do you think would keep it around? Are there any models that strike your fancy? Let me know in the comment section below! :) Until next time guys! </span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mkADHYIpC2_aFv2UC-QEokk99jX0GcS53jxV_Ug6KK2Qfj44wr_jmq5y7BnxFKsepkud9U_pXSxbHM0wuWONk913WM9SxkjjBv3Cw2OlXIGs8k2Xub5ISxX5kEL-cJAmKyXU7-EtBhB4/s480/Darla_Signature.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mkADHYIpC2_aFv2UC-QEokk99jX0GcS53jxV_Ug6KK2Qfj44wr_jmq5y7BnxFKsepkud9U_pXSxbHM0wuWONk913WM9SxkjjBv3Cw2OlXIGs8k2Xub5ISxX5kEL-cJAmKyXU7-EtBhB4/s320/Darla_Signature.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-7216851510407836462020-12-27T18:42:00.006-08:002020-12-27T19:01:22.590-08:00Holiday Chill + Room Things<p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> Hello guys! I'm just going to pop in here to talk about my holidays! School ended for me on the 18th and funnily enough, I stayed dead on my floor tired for like...two days and decided after to super clean my room. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5mwLa2nvRW0nxruqhKS73f3bxUzK2MovjpBhizn6N5KEN64YL5o9s20jJcvL8CtLvnn6tM3hKAo6Kvoi9GlFMbpE5NGnA0mmt3ShBVEIKgyoGrpRmeVgH_9RIk60dQiTg7xCSFAaT1h4-/s960/132995402_3709459415783636_3644933917295390242_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="822" data-original-width="960" height="343" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5mwLa2nvRW0nxruqhKS73f3bxUzK2MovjpBhizn6N5KEN64YL5o9s20jJcvL8CtLvnn6tM3hKAo6Kvoi9GlFMbpE5NGnA0mmt3ShBVEIKgyoGrpRmeVgH_9RIk60dQiTg7xCSFAaT1h4-/w400-h343/132995402_3709459415783636_3644933917295390242_n.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I moved some stuff around in order to give me more space. Specifically, my make up drawer and desk to make it workspace finally. I also mounted one of my mirrors so I could take proper gyaru-esque mirror photo shots since it's really hard for me to get coordinate shots of my outfits. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I don't think anyone realizes, I am usually behind and in front of my camera for a lot of my stuff. Yes, I have a tripod but anyone who's tried getting outfit shots on a timer and in focus can attest to how effing difficult that shit is! Plus angles, I'm all about the angles as I've gotten older and more gremlin looking (though a lot of ya'll are in protest about that! LOL). So mounting one of my mirrors was really useful. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I ended up getting cheap ass 5 dollar color-changing light bulbs and never looked back. They're definitely not bright enough and I probably should have just invested in a hue light but I wasn't willing to bust 45 bucks on one when I'm going to be moving overseas (hopefully) in a year and a half. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">In all, I think my room looks really neat and very gyaru in its own odd way. I was always that kid growing up that had the little fiber optic turning lights, backlights, lava lamps, glow in the dark stars-you name it. I think the only dream item I always wanted in a room but never had was a disco-ball but before I moved across the country as a kid, I had genuinely acquired a chandelier even for my room. LOL </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The leds, lasers, bulbs, etc are just a one-up of every single room I've ever had. I think a lot of people due to COVID are really placing effort into their space. We're spending a lot of time inside, so interior design is key. I've been isolated even beforehand so honestly, this project was long overdue and was something I should have done a long time ago. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7jZlZOmlnjZbUhvh4KTfiDD69BKYrGiuxLXkaHGZN9TkRrOT8yf_kOfLpBLDClO5F32VrE2NaH7Y9iV5FoSuSeJz5l5V63H0NYg5ZyGWKjBMYfaNI72clnHQLzk7Duxj46y8KK7Vrqh6q/s143/videogames.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="103" data-original-width="143" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7jZlZOmlnjZbUhvh4KTfiDD69BKYrGiuxLXkaHGZN9TkRrOT8yf_kOfLpBLDClO5F32VrE2NaH7Y9iV5FoSuSeJz5l5V63H0NYg5ZyGWKjBMYfaNI72clnHQLzk7Duxj46y8KK7Vrqh6q/s0/videogames.gif" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I also bought a projector a bit back and by far, it's one of my favorite purchases of the year other than my Chi Spin-n-Curl iron (which is witchcraft but I super recommend it). I've been watching a lot of concerts and music videos on it. It was mainly something I wanted to invest in because before lockdown my friends and I were huddled around my 13-inch Macbook Pro trying to watch J-Dramas. I have limited time with my friends before I move post-graduation next year (if COVID calms the fuck down) but I thought that maybe before I left we could squeeze in some movie nights. Plus, I can bring a projector with me versus a TV. lmao. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />A lot of people also ask about my mini-kitchen. Before COVID happened, I was in the university dorms living on my own. I had bought my own kitchen things (which ended up being a good thing because I was bullied the first semester) and obviously when I moved back into my family's place we needed a place to put them. Yes, I cook in here and have food in my fridge. My family all buy and pay for their own separate groceries and things. We basically are roommates. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">In all, my room was super inspired by the JDM car culture. Specifically, sound vans that blast music and have a shitton of neons. There are also other cars that have a lot of different neons in them that aren't sound vans but it was definitely the vibe I was going for. I wanted an almost club-esque room even though I'm not a party girl. LOL </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I will eventually have my room tour video up. I just wanted to post my haul that I got first. I know a lot of people wanted both and I'm kind of gradually editing and uploading both videos. I promise that I'll have my room tour video up before the New Year! </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">In regards to Christmas, usually, my family and I do not do much. Like...ever since everyone is grown here we just don't do anything. It's kind of just another day. But I guess people are clinging to holiday cheer considering how dark the world is right now, so we actually did Christmas this year. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQzllOA13kuUPFpUbp1acxoGqMFbFWdHASS-0nAtBwNy8LForpuniaa3yiWjgZKhTCU7lgcnlZakA92JAC68hjq2RB4dTxbM5EAwvmZtE4TNUJxEug-u45mdPSumVCrKMFpLfo6nvmChFz/s960/132029494_3697625160300395_7372081523037362293_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="808" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQzllOA13kuUPFpUbp1acxoGqMFbFWdHASS-0nAtBwNy8LForpuniaa3yiWjgZKhTCU7lgcnlZakA92JAC68hjq2RB4dTxbM5EAwvmZtE4TNUJxEug-u45mdPSumVCrKMFpLfo6nvmChFz/s320/132029494_3697625160300395_7372081523037362293_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It was super simple. We got a mini-rainbow tree that I forgot to take pictures of (sorry Lizzie!! >_<), made hella different sweets (deadass we had more sweets than we did food...Jesus Christ), and exchanged gifts. I mainly got people shit they could consume. Starbucks Hot Chocolate and Candy-Cane flavored Poprocks. Bath bombs, blankets, etc. Useful shit. I hate giving useless gifts so it's kind of a thing for me to try to give useful things to people. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I ended up getting a pair of blinged-out Juicy Couture slides (my mom is determined I wear too many heels and need to simplify my look..which I mean..isn't going to happen fully but hey, if you find eccentric casual shit I won't say no). I also got a leopard print tracksuit (once again, people trying to find eccentric casual wear for me because they think I'm too extra in my Golds Infinity and shit) and my baby brother got me a Doordash gift card because he's always managing to feed my ass during special occasions. The default is always Thai food. I love pad thai and I should really just learn how to make it but I never do. lmao. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I used to buy Japanese food before I learned how to make everything. I've literally turned into the adult that is like, "Oh? You want that? We can make that at the house." But no really, I can. I do Korean BBQs, Japanese food, Chinese food (and dim sum buns even!) all the time. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Doordash is literally for pad thai (I love the flavor profile and tofu) or boba. I can make boba but I don't have Royal Rose milk tea or lychee jellies. Anytime I try to make boba, it's watery AF and I'm wondering wtf I need to do to make it really saturated. I'm thinking in my next grocery run about getting proper matcha powder so I can make matcha milktea. Lately, I've been making really delicious Okinawa milk tea and hojicha (I fucking love hojicha. Fite me) but my boba I boil is bland AF. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7xPVsNYuO3UJcrcnlvK2qmwiUdV2GAAv6IljH3v4SrYZg14NTABzV8eJbIu5KeUrdi56oiELu92ibV-klA7Ccnpopghq42DSDkL1RCR0ZOeetE1KDpNUefg9q6_7uQZTUjUHYKFc7M2_c/s2048/134078268_150372006598848_2306470698377281537_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1638" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7xPVsNYuO3UJcrcnlvK2qmwiUdV2GAAv6IljH3v4SrYZg14NTABzV8eJbIu5KeUrdi56oiELu92ibV-klA7Ccnpopghq42DSDkL1RCR0ZOeetE1KDpNUefg9q6_7uQZTUjUHYKFc7M2_c/s320/134078268_150372006598848_2306470698377281537_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I dressed up on Christmas Eve in my rendition of Oneegyaru. I really wanted to do an AneAgeha style version of Onee versus a more sleek version. Ya girl can't leave the dolly-eyes alone. I just can't. It's so gyaru. I kind of jokingly said on my Instagram stories that it was "Ginza girl but make it gyaru" in the sense that a lot of the retired gyaru models (Popteen, Egg, Ageha, etc) are all Omottesando/Ginza aunties who dress in head to toe Western brands and are modest now. So this was my take on that but with gyaru elements. My hair was inspired by Namie Amuro who occasionally rocks her bangs pulled back. I did a smoky eye with Colourpop's Baroque palette that ended up a little heavier than I anticipated but I'm not mad at it. Blending everything was a pain though I won't lie. My lip and cheek at from the Baozi and Hana's make up line FlowerKnows that has super popped off in Japan right now. A lot of Japanese influencers are delving into Chinese makeup brands lately and it's really interesting. I really love my cheek and lip color. I think they bring warmth to such a cool-toned look. Usually, I wear cooler tones but this was nice. My lip feels neutral toned. This is an odd combination between a gloss and a lipstick...I don't hate it though and it gradiented extremely well. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih6HIIa-xfRbuP5xAXHFiJGkTyzUBQQCcVJqgLkNdFKnao1jME4kMgwyq0f25-NLmlwQd6Ubv3HrBsyMqEe0GKYNPS81oAHk-dRalVFfqGIa5whNXKcizBAXa6pjOK5YUn5NzEUxG2YtD-/s960/133232510_3710445699018341_9067383671552303726_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="936" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih6HIIa-xfRbuP5xAXHFiJGkTyzUBQQCcVJqgLkNdFKnao1jME4kMgwyq0f25-NLmlwQd6Ubv3HrBsyMqEe0GKYNPS81oAHk-dRalVFfqGIa5whNXKcizBAXa6pjOK5YUn5NzEUxG2YtD-/w390-h400/133232510_3710445699018341_9067383671552303726_n.jpg" width="390" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">My skirt is from Shein and my sweater is surprisingly (and I think what makes this the most gal in regards to giving it some AneAgeha flair) is Ma*rs. You can't see in the photo but it's the sweater with the back cut out and the bling buckles. It really made it the look mature, sexy, AND glamorous all at the same time I feel. For accessories, I'm wearing the Vivienne Westwood latered pearl drop orb necklace in gold that Tsuki/Carla immediately recognized even though my hair was covering it. LOL</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-lvfIlRQC_Zu8qYw8-fo9vEFs9jT2MieZ8XsxDsk_9OonSS_-rpCPrr_kzTdGQKPHHpiI4grRkHARshmfOtym9lZZizssYEC1NWFCxvP7TwvlwDauAJiSicAU3JImU_F1SGZ4Wj3LvXIG/s100/tumblr_inline_mn0uapF1ji1qz4rgp.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="100" data-original-width="100" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-lvfIlRQC_Zu8qYw8-fo9vEFs9jT2MieZ8XsxDsk_9OonSS_-rpCPrr_kzTdGQKPHHpiI4grRkHARshmfOtym9lZZizssYEC1NWFCxvP7TwvlwDauAJiSicAU3JImU_F1SGZ4Wj3LvXIG/s0/tumblr_inline_mn0uapF1ji1qz4rgp.gif" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />I did try to record a makeup tutorial but I was out of fucking frame the entire time. I was filming in a different area and was trying to not make a mess after cleaning up and paid the price for it. I have a foldable table that I keep a lot of stuff on and I dislike being tired after filming and primping up and having to clean. I really should just get another foldable table so I can film things without the dread. Filming always leaves my room extremely hot and messy afterward. smh. I miss filming videos in my dorm's living room. It was super convenient and spacious. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I did film two videos though in the span of a day. The first is this haul video: </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p>
<span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/rtLuw6dr7gk" width="560"></iframe> </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> A lot of people were messaging me anticipating this one after I had shared some of my finds on my Instagram stories. I don't wanna brag but I am going to and say I am the queen of finding a deal. Full price? Who is she? LOL. Forreal though, the trick is patience and really keeping track of the market and even looking in places that you wouldn't normally think of. I can't believe how neat my haul was. I totally treated myself for getting through a very hellish fall semester of schooling online. I felt like I deserved it. All I've wanted to do all year is buy clothes from Japan but was holding off because shipping was disgusting thanks to the virus. I kind of allowed myself the privilege because my dream item popped up and I really wanted it...lol </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">First off, I'm so obsessed with that Cocolulu beach bag. -sobs- It's that vintage look from the late 90s/00s that I vaguely remember. PVC everything, bamboo handles, bright fun colors. It has all of the requirements. I thought it was going to be a lot smaller than what it was but that's a good thing because I am Mary Poppins with the amount of nonsense I bring with me to places. I can't believe I found such a cool item for 2 bucks. It was originally a 50 dollar beach bag!</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8iBd8FydG_jcDYLyr030GxIrSV5GszomMIiYndwS_M7feV5mK1tmxsreBUQDXmqlag6bnvc0wSCcTvdJcl_s1_yeuRIuswOkRHznHZOWBUkqaDuxgp-EH4PXh4JKyPJDmNMa9tAD_VFKM/s1027/134106071_404939377494091_4400078751138837044_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1026" data-original-width="1027" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8iBd8FydG_jcDYLyr030GxIrSV5GszomMIiYndwS_M7feV5mK1tmxsreBUQDXmqlag6bnvc0wSCcTvdJcl_s1_yeuRIuswOkRHznHZOWBUkqaDuxgp-EH4PXh4JKyPJDmNMa9tAD_VFKM/s320/134106071_404939377494091_4400078751138837044_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVoEn4wEpKVMrjj9NxUFtH9xNtADsmJ22_L7ubvFVVepwA36hyphenhypheny6lRTxqOQ_3cGe0b9bpUWi9_asgq90BgBi6DiZ2pYwmNNppjNL-izskGY2rNGMeLoECYSk6jhFejmVfnI9zeQ7gCPvXJ/s389/8545379301af4ceb9cc826e75b59c864.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="389" data-original-width="236" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVoEn4wEpKVMrjj9NxUFtH9xNtADsmJ22_L7ubvFVVepwA36hyphenhypheny6lRTxqOQ_3cGe0b9bpUWi9_asgq90BgBi6DiZ2pYwmNNppjNL-izskGY2rNGMeLoECYSk6jhFejmVfnI9zeQ7gCPvXJ/s320/8545379301af4ceb9cc826e75b59c864.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm also so happy I got my dream item. I've wanted the split buckle Golds Infinity camisole for awhile. I watched that old Egg ParaPara video forever ago back in highschool and loved how pretty all of the models looked. My first impression of Aina Tanaka. lmao. The point is, it was probably my first glimpse at Agejo outside of raiding Kinokuniya on weekends in Japan Town and crying over how flawless everyone looked in Koakuma Ageha. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I've tried getting this camisole 3-4 different times for it to be bought out from under me by a faster buyer. It's a really popular piece for obvious reasons. It's a pretty iconic piece and to be fair, whoever is telling ya'll brands aren't "rare" and in abundance is straight up lying to you. lmao. GOOD Golds Infinity is such a pain to find compared to a couple of years ago and a lot of the older brands outside of the mainstream ones is also very hard to find. So even finding this camisole was like scoring the jackpot. Shit is hard to find. Especially if you're into styles that aren't as mainstream and weren't to start with. Agejo has been popular but I always felt like it was such a short era of existence. Like 4-5 years versus Amekaji, himekaji, and the harder styles. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm going to try to re-create the look done for the Egg ParaPara video hopefully soon. I just need to touch up my hair's bleach job and relayer it. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I still can't believe I made my first Alba Rosa haul too. I'm really nervous about getting shit for it considering I'm doing my own thing with it but I really do like that aesthetic. I can't tan worth a shit and just turn orange but I think bright make-up and glowy skin might make up for my lack of skin pigmentation. The dresses I found, I have seen more in skirts/capris/pants rather than onepieces. One of the dresses I've seen listed before but the others no. Like I kept trying to find a stock photo, someone wearing those dresses, Egg scans-anything and still couldn't find anyone wearing those dresses. SO...I'd like to think I got some unique pieces. They're all def bodycon on me but oh well. That's what it is. 13 dollars for three vintage dresses isn't bad at all. I know people who pay 15 for one or 26-60 bucks for Alba Rose which is a big overkill. I can't even justify a vintage jacket. There's other brands I want to get in the future but COVID restrictions have got to end first. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsSa5tZ1gXXImZ77dnzwbu6R6aU9mtqzuqxTEWkH78fjDes6HzxUftHONFqJJppqNJv64_YuPMoomrTKvkcZ33cf_SiOuM6muEnA7NFfQuacofoId5sPYgihJvGujN5UzVq7vjX3zuxY_9/s170/tumblr_inline_mnt7vi2QrJ1qz4rgp.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="170" data-original-width="161" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsSa5tZ1gXXImZ77dnzwbu6R6aU9mtqzuqxTEWkH78fjDes6HzxUftHONFqJJppqNJv64_YuPMoomrTKvkcZ33cf_SiOuM6muEnA7NFfQuacofoId5sPYgihJvGujN5UzVq7vjX3zuxY_9/s0/tumblr_inline_mnt7vi2QrJ1qz4rgp.gif" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Shipping was disgusting. If it weren't for the fact that my actual order was under 40 bucks I would have been like: <span> ajbashjbqjwbsjhqwbwqjb NOOO. My shipping was twice what my fucking order was because DHL shipping is the default in America right now. ugh. I have a feeling that will change soon because it was announced yesterday that Japan is further closing up its borders for a month (I have a feeling it will be MUCH longer than a month) to ALL countries so it will be harder to really do anything for awhile. I'm really glad I decided to ship out my order last week and with the fastest method. I feel like trying to do anything for a second is going to be a bit chaotic until we get this virus under control a little bit. I keep trying ot be optimistic and press that by springtime we'll have a little smidgen of normalcy. I don't think anything will ever *fully* go back to normal the way it was but I do feel like we'll ger some semblance of normalcy in the future hopefully once the vaccine is out to the public and there is medicine/treatment for this type of thing. </span></span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmeFG91vUS8pAcB4nTqnlp_7JLbipvZ0C38PjMBq5i174bOVyCU6qET0Cq88Gz9Uyan890-tNMQZbYxh_MdpwUG0GOKNhxQXTCD6jljfwdISBuL4F7_WRpLCXesrEVTT8lB8i6l2YKtvv-/s960/133238918_3712917872104457_368575424776182750_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmeFG91vUS8pAcB4nTqnlp_7JLbipvZ0C38PjMBq5i174bOVyCU6qET0Cq88Gz9Uyan890-tNMQZbYxh_MdpwUG0GOKNhxQXTCD6jljfwdISBuL4F7_WRpLCXesrEVTT8lB8i6l2YKtvv-/s320/133238918_3712917872104457_368575424776182750_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br />Anyway, I got a really cool Christmas surprise. Thankfully I decided to get "made" up on Christmas. I wore my new tracksuit and kind of gave myself a messy up-do. I got a lot of compliments on the look surprisingly. I really liked my hair is why I took pictures. I didn't wear any make up at all because I was pretty fatigued honestly. I hadn't fully rested after finals and it's definitely been catching up to me now that Christmas is over. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Some of ya'll said I look even younger without make up. ahahah I felt like with the tracksuit I look like Kumiko from Gokusen. LMAO. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">My friend Janelle suddenly messaged me after my shower and was like, "I'M COMING OVER TO YOUR PLACE IN 30 MINS"...in which I yodeled into the void at such a sudden visit. We have been pretty isolated and certainly don't have a chance of catching the virus (we haven't gone anywhere or been around others in that way?) so visiting was fine.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I knew Janelle was eventually going to poke at me so I was glad her small Christmas gift was in stock. ;_; <3 </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">We mainly just talked and caught up in my room that she finally got to see in-person. ahaha. she knocked on my purchase of my cheap LED bulbs (I mean fair, it is pretty dark in this bitch now) and we watched a little bit of the Egg Para Para video on my projector before she left.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">We took selfies and she was out to go home. Her outfit was so cute and she gave herself a full-head of bleach!!! You can't see it in the pic but she had on this burgundy sweater dress and belt combo that reminded me of the new-era d.i.a before d.i.a go a little bit dull. It was so pretty on here. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Her visit was such a nice surprise. -sobs- I haven't really gotten to socialize much so seeing anyone is so refreshing. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVZ4h5hykXv9Nv0_Q_7kvGIIyOv6IMyMXOTi6qO7EGor6ecIckKAeze4e1CNLpxQ_6mxCDOnM1u9b5-1xXwPXp897dGej_WrfG5xgKg-Mqz7qrqdDJsJTSixD5iR-zAc4uTt45UI27n5KX/s960/133579421_3713445938718317_4604780730611588098_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVZ4h5hykXv9Nv0_Q_7kvGIIyOv6IMyMXOTi6qO7EGor6ecIckKAeze4e1CNLpxQ_6mxCDOnM1u9b5-1xXwPXp897dGej_WrfG5xgKg-Mqz7qrqdDJsJTSixD5iR-zAc4uTt45UI27n5KX/s320/133579421_3713445938718317_4604780730611588098_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I also talked to my majesty and make-up guru Rene during the holidays. They had bought a couple of items including some fake Westwood with me. We're both living out our Ai Yazawa dreams lately. It eventually made me buy MORE fake Westwood while looking with them for more pieces. I found things that I hadn't run into before.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I've lately have been buying a lot of accessories. I feel like I lack a lot of jewelry. I found some Liz Lisa/Ma*rs larmeish blinged out cuffs previously and bought the infamous Westwood pearl choker that had recently been made popular by the youngins on TikTok lmao. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I also found a couple of orb rings, I bought a pink choker, decided I needed to buy a chandelier set of old orb earrings, a flatback star Orb necklace in green and orange, and the orb necklace in gold. I really wanted to buy some gold this time to go with my old school looks and even the harder stuff like d.i.a I prefer silver but I feel like gold works best for things like that. I also found some fake Chrome Hearts cross necklaces and bought both in gold and silver because all the bandbois and hosts wear them a lot. LMAO. It's an awful reason to want them but they're really pretty actually. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I've noticed that a lot of the gaijin gyaru comm are also wearing a lot of Westwood (real and knockoff) lately. It's really trendy again. I even wore the layered pearl necklace with the orb dangle for my Christmas Eve look. I've always been this type of thing. I've wanted Westwood since high school. lmao. It's still out of my price range but one day, I really want to own the real thing. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I super recommend wearing Westwood accessories right now. They're a huge trend going on right now. :) </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, that's all from me. I hope you guys had a fun holiday. Until next time!</span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNP6bRAf7X_X5L3NEi4ctVUTXHME-L7bdy7iLclmq21TXgbpDRVGTOUuynXaTcW7FWICRjLCMsTapJGkcn-SvuA7_o_Ik0uNuwId1bR6RQ-XR-97PBxju-5cGA6RsgiJcTQDzuUAaLZM6O/s480/Darla_Signature.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNP6bRAf7X_X5L3NEi4ctVUTXHME-L7bdy7iLclmq21TXgbpDRVGTOUuynXaTcW7FWICRjLCMsTapJGkcn-SvuA7_o_Ik0uNuwId1bR6RQ-XR-97PBxju-5cGA6RsgiJcTQDzuUAaLZM6O/s320/Darla_Signature.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-10530943561612393262020-12-19T02:46:00.010-08:002020-12-19T07:34:33.257-08:00A Very Long Chaotic Recap of My 2020 + 2021 Plans<p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I thought it was best to do kind of an end-of-the-year wrap-up. Also, I don't want to bring my previous post into the New Year (tho I will touch on it a little bit because a lot happened after I posted that and it's a huge part of my 2020). So let's talk about some of the positive (and negative) things that happened in my 2020. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAnVR4M0Ib1rCTTf7bJAupp_NSM2_tEs5-P0AdA9rDlDVLs7Jy5qsNVTaCg4Gk_o4rKcIRqc5whcR66G0pPsVV3_CQtesIn6vdYf8QM8FxnM5dWVTy6N3FiE9lI5ijUo3nuc8b_q0af9le/s1743/82860730_2832379700118587_7004629469755342848_o.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1743" data-original-width="639" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAnVR4M0Ib1rCTTf7bJAupp_NSM2_tEs5-P0AdA9rDlDVLs7Jy5qsNVTaCg4Gk_o4rKcIRqc5whcR66G0pPsVV3_CQtesIn6vdYf8QM8FxnM5dWVTy6N3FiE9lI5ijUo3nuc8b_q0af9le/w234-h640/82860730_2832379700118587_7004629469755342848_o.jpg" width="234" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">2020 started with a bang for me. I had previously reserved Acme concert tickets for my bestie Katie's birthday (we then upgraded to VIP). We dressed the fuck up and went to rock out to some very fun music. It was such a fun time. It was actually my first time meeting a band in person in YEARS. Not since 2010! That's wild, isn't it? Honestly, I had a pretty fun but stressful 2019. There were ups and downs and I thought a good way to make the most of the new year was to start off doing something really fun.</span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">While I felt overindulgent that day-if anything COVID taught me to have absolutely NO regrets and to just do things you want regardless of how it may look like at times. I'm glad I got my favorite matcha parfait even though sometimes it looks like I eat too much. It's a rare treat as is considering I'm hardly ever in SF and Maiko usually has a long line meaning I miss out even when I visit sometimes. It would be more than a year before I'd get to enjoy it again (and I still haven't had it since!). More importantly, I'm glad Katie and I dressed to the nines and took our very last PuriKura together. It was probably the best PuriKura had *ever* taken in all of the time I've collected print club photos. Sadly, a couple weeks ago, the PuriKura shop called PikaPika closed down in Japan Town due to how San Francisco treats small businesses. I'm very afraid for Japan Town given the current state the economy has been in thanks to the virus. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Seeing PikaPika leaving broke my heart. Not even just from a "gyaru" standpoint. I used to follow a blogger on Livejournal back in my middle school days who used to talk about her life as she lived in Tokyo. This was during my "Prince of Tennis" phase and she'd go to all sorts of musicals and Kimeru lives. She was my biggest reason for wanting to eventually go to Japan to live. Something she did with her friends was PuriKura and when I visited Japan Town in San Francisco back when I was 14, I was thrilled to know that there was PuriKura there. PikaPika used to be located in a different location than the one people knew them in. They were tucked away in a downstairs corner of the Kinokuniya mall in what is now (or was) a stationery/gift shop store. That was my first experience with PuriKura and just Japan Town in general. I have patronized a lot of the small businesses in Japan Town and if it weren't for this small treasure of an area, I wouldn't have been exposed to as many things as I was. I would flip through Popteens, Eggs, and Ageha magazines throughout my youth in awe at all of the pretty girls on the covers. I'd scour through piles and piles of Johnnys goods and J-Pop/Rock CDs. I'd eat deco crepes at Belly Good and have cute Japanese-style-European-influenced teas at TanTan. I'd hang out at the okonomiyaki spots with my friends and talk for hours. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I'd dress up later on and eventually cosplaying turned into doing J-Fashion full-force once Japan Town was privileged enough to have a bright silvery windowed building called "New People" that gave San Francisco it's first Harajuku branded stores. We used to even have large events such as J-Pop Summit where music artists and models would come and a lot of my old friends and I would run into so many different amazing opportunities whether it be modeling, contests, or the like. My youth was fucking magical in that sense... My early 20s were really rough in a lot of ways but there were so many amazing opportunities and experiences I got to have that not everyone gets and I made some of the greatest memories.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I've been told many many times how lucky my crew and I are to have such an awesome place and how we get to participate in a lot of legit experiences outside of a con setting. I always kind of prided myself about that thinking, "Hell yes, San Francisco is the coolest." </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I feel like a lot of the magic is fading and is being overrun by gimmicky shit and a lot of the fashion people and cosplayers feel ran out which kind of sucks. Pop culture is amazing and I wish there was more than just "anime" and "k-pop"...lmao. I don't know how to do business worth a shit (I only know how to find awesome clothes) but I've entertained the idea of opening up a really attainably priced J-Fashion consignment shop on multiple occasions just so the things I love don't die out... But that's a far off little dream considering I'm an English major and San Francisco rent is just...disgusting. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Basically, I'm trying to say COVID is gradually killing off one of my favorite spots to hang out at and it's been one of the negatives of 2020. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I'm grateful that I overindulged in Japan Town back in January because I'm almost frightened to go back and see what the fuck is left of it after all of this over... The Bay Area is notorious for running small businesses out and gentrifying the area. A lot of normal people struggle to find houses or rent even if they are normal working people (there are many who work multiple jobs or live in converted living rooms JUST so they can live in the city or remain in the place they grew up in). </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I have to explain to people that SF is amazing in a lot of ways but don't judge some of us California gals (especially the Bay Area ones)...the rent is notoriously high and a lot of people's paychecks solely go towards housing and car shit. There are two types of people: the ones who work in corporate who do extremely well and can splurge and those of us who are pretty average and have to make sacrifices to do the things we love because the cost of adult responsibilities is so high. It's a really weird give-and-take where you have all of these awesome events and things to do but you definitely got to budget/plan months in advance to do anything extravagant. I'm hoping one day something will give. It has to or nobody will be able to live there. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">ANYWAY, I then started school and my second semester started out amazing as I previously mentioned in a blog post. In terms of fashion, I feel like I really did fucking serve some school looks. I wasn't particularly aiming for "gyaru" but I will not deny that some of the outfits I had were influenced and I incorporated a lot of brand once I felt safer in my living environment. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I feel like the Spring semester is always less hectic than fall for some reason. I always have more time to spend on myself because my class schedule isn't as fucking stupid as Fall for some reason. In a way it's good because I get a longer break before Fall than I do winter. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Here one of my favorite looks that I did for school!</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga419KAG8xnNGcMNwafywXqNqerKQTAVZQaKQC5y3N3ycOvMMZO9DkAoJVnaTOEPww2KzljpYoKxkZC_eqvEg_2B_ca_VtL9RTD_H7yPiapWMTrM-TuVTcNg4YJtT04rkC04lNiQuwLF4g/s960/82595463_2829771553752431_1778660126094262272_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga419KAG8xnNGcMNwafywXqNqerKQTAVZQaKQC5y3N3ycOvMMZO9DkAoJVnaTOEPww2KzljpYoKxkZC_eqvEg_2B_ca_VtL9RTD_H7yPiapWMTrM-TuVTcNg4YJtT04rkC04lNiQuwLF4g/s320/82595463_2829771553752431_1778660126094262272_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Before the pandemic locked everything down and my roommates all moved out, I hung out with a very good friend in February and my main crew in March literally a day before my whole ass state was in a mandatory lockdown. I had *just* discovered how awesome Marshall and TJMaxx are for finding makeup or just general items. The sudden change between hanging out and shopping like crazy to be locked inside alone was really wild. I had never seen anything like this before. My classes went from in-person to online instantaneously. I'm really glad I got to hang out with people quickly before we wouldn't be allowed to and I wouldn't see them literally for forever. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Here are my "going out" looks that are very much so gyaru. I didn't leave gyaru. Just after the shitstorm that happened, I did it privately because I realized I didn't need a community to validate me being allowed to do gyaru. I could be as involved or uninvolved as I wanted to be. Little did I know, that I would eventually grow closer to some of the sweetest people in the community after just...an awful first impression and I'm so so grateful. BUT WE'LL GET TO THAT PART IN A BIT. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphen99pQSwLGrWCeAcZmYYEiDWVgMt3O97kvTXpgu-tJf4D03tiJpX-tWk281MQuvW00DSin75-rR2-uVLuXJZ1c_9IH70M8rNiAxg88qN0coaNNKKYmrpalMdwPSRqUYhsRsJOxdglqo7Z/s960/87179753_2897287420334177_2491557566891425792_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphen99pQSwLGrWCeAcZmYYEiDWVgMt3O97kvTXpgu-tJf4D03tiJpX-tWk281MQuvW00DSin75-rR2-uVLuXJZ1c_9IH70M8rNiAxg88qN0coaNNKKYmrpalMdwPSRqUYhsRsJOxdglqo7Z/s320/87179753_2897287420334177_2491557566891425792_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJZgRnAUVnn0tKtuUTbsFAxbO3E-13zUOnS20dKGJkvv7-HeQYeZxYKe9gn0xAyodfGh9VAdFrMI_pFD9v0t5ovgNzX6znRedtVQTe3u_aNY7XHrg2zUUkFF_HnsdNG_OZIz7H3lWS3s8/s960/89918809_2939723092757276_5369807716799741952_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJZgRnAUVnn0tKtuUTbsFAxbO3E-13zUOnS20dKGJkvv7-HeQYeZxYKe9gn0xAyodfGh9VAdFrMI_pFD9v0t5ovgNzX6znRedtVQTe3u_aNY7XHrg2zUUkFF_HnsdNG_OZIz7H3lWS3s8/s320/89918809_2939723092757276_5369807716799741952_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">While everyone moved out of my dorm complex, I was worried about me not getting refunded possibly and just being lazy AF about having to move my shit after I had barely just gotten back. Like holy shit. Not only that but I loved Sacramento so much and even though I wasn't going to get to do much, I was looking forward to just having more accessibility to the things I liked versus my family's residence. I also wanted to see what it felt like living alone because I had never done that before. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKpCYC_1bD_gIaP2jEw3uXBx3681Rg_uTjsIgW_8ktDVWv8JuFD3wJAPDB97YAyhpNZZLk-maHR6DdZtPtbC8ozoypYXswKxvX8EJMAuy8JK91ot5dakcCYi065kE5DbqlB1u-JNPLUGvD/s960/84329307_2920108461385406_1169946535924858880_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKpCYC_1bD_gIaP2jEw3uXBx3681Rg_uTjsIgW_8ktDVWv8JuFD3wJAPDB97YAyhpNZZLk-maHR6DdZtPtbC8ozoypYXswKxvX8EJMAuy8JK91ot5dakcCYi065kE5DbqlB1u-JNPLUGvD/s320/84329307_2920108461385406_1169946535924858880_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">SO..all my roomies moved out and it was just me for the rest of the semester. It was actually such a wild but fun time having such a large space to myself. I always felt like it was super taken over while everyone else was there and that I suddenly have the freedom to just linger without always feeling like I was in the way. I cooked all the time and even made it a thing to eat healthier. I made lots of vegetables during the quarantine and actually didn't run into issues finding food, unlike many people who sadly didn't have as much luck as I did... My answer was to hit up my local Korean market which was SUPER sanitary and not crowded at all. Target was next door and there would be a long-ass line and then there was no such thing at the store I went to. Some of my favorite items would be out sometimes but honestly, my Japanese skills really did help me find shit sometimes. No lie. People would avoid the ramens or udons they couldn't read. The same goes for certain packaging. Unless you know what it is-maybe you wouldn't pick it up if you can't read. 9/10 I'd find Tanuki Green soba or Kitsune Red udon with no issue at all. I'd find inari and pajun (omg how I LIVED off of pajun). </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0gGU-GUcWtpb8EUGnMb5TP5W6sdQES3KYc2zHpZmIckwFS36vsW125LY9rQUAiyaKzE7DZIJQrQbl6W4fYH3c5tivpAXlz2bJevDS6czcQlr9mOpjCcJeEnOSBh5WRccSHpWrrJ2o4KdR/s960/93674894_3011322662263985_8891718570677895168_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="339" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0gGU-GUcWtpb8EUGnMb5TP5W6sdQES3KYc2zHpZmIckwFS36vsW125LY9rQUAiyaKzE7DZIJQrQbl6W4fYH3c5tivpAXlz2bJevDS6czcQlr9mOpjCcJeEnOSBh5WRccSHpWrrJ2o4KdR/w287-h339/93674894_3011322662263985_8891718570677895168_n.jpg" width="287" /></span></a></div><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I even had acquaintances tell me, "omg you eat so much Asian food!" Yeah. Because those were the stores nobody wanted to go to and the one I'd hit, I THINK is a family business. They also own a karaoke joint that my friends and I would hit up a shitton. I'd gladly take my business there over Target or Walmart any day if I could. </span></p><p></p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">During this time, I'd study and work on schoolwork while cooking a meal and in my free time, I'd either binge-watch High&Low (and scream about it on Instagram and to Katie lol) or watch M (the Ayumi Hamasaki j-drama). It was honestly such a fun time in a grim situation. I basically made a bunker and while I wasn't interacting much with people or physically using my voice or mouth (my mouth actually scabbed over because I would go days without talking) but I was still making the best out of a weird situation. However, I did try to interact outwardly as much as I could. I ended up watching a lot of Acme live streams where'd they'd talk to fans and show performance clips (which was dumbly fun omg...batsu game takoyaki was wild. You could tell my suggestion of Russian roulette was really last min and they weren't prepared but it was really amusing LOL!!). Things like that made me feel a lot less lonely. </span><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh34yuUPGTee_DhZdmAYMpuxqMjxWqmJ8dHIEW9cCXhJxAWyQvvbvpUj5g-b4FksFUw2OnRqHi_1rEP-xd6mTTfl7lEfvA9I8J14n-kntpSFqFqXWeA75DiDjwdWChWcMBVEOdetEFiUjF0/s960/92811923_3002414279821490_2336473753896091648_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh34yuUPGTee_DhZdmAYMpuxqMjxWqmJ8dHIEW9cCXhJxAWyQvvbvpUj5g-b4FksFUw2OnRqHi_1rEP-xd6mTTfl7lEfvA9I8J14n-kntpSFqFqXWeA75DiDjwdWChWcMBVEOdetEFiUjF0/s320/92811923_3002414279821490_2336473753896091648_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I also turned the very large living room not only into my study space (I was making it a thing NOT to study in my room and only sleep there so I would stay motivated) but a filming and photography studio. I had finally made my return back to the realm of the internet when it came to gyaru fashion. I posted one of my favorite himekaji inspired spring looks and to my surprise, it was very well received. I filmed two tutorials around that time. I had so much fun in a more open space versus my room over here which is very cluttered and gets SUPER hot thanks to all of the ring lights. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Here is one of the looks I did as is and well as the tutorial for it: </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-BxlePMhGHibra1N7JJPx2qKYnZT5lhWHtgp4nGk7FgZMk-8KC5YdnacPIoX-K-fO0FFrJbOQz-xmG4QYKMAlgSnjOOLGY_NXesGH-elaex7tUT9yOxiVevrmymcpvcWhGyHgmfxaNiOA/s960/91136592_2973157652747153_5243535240210677760_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-BxlePMhGHibra1N7JJPx2qKYnZT5lhWHtgp4nGk7FgZMk-8KC5YdnacPIoX-K-fO0FFrJbOQz-xmG4QYKMAlgSnjOOLGY_NXesGH-elaex7tUT9yOxiVevrmymcpvcWhGyHgmfxaNiOA/s320/91136592_2973157652747153_5243535240210677760_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="365" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/QmDHKhLqKFo" width="485" youtube-src-id="QmDHKhLqKFo"></iframe></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjGSJVm9Dh435WzRrN_tZYUvlb4Ddx93L0pa_Bpe-2MmhUYWN14aD06hJPCuvyofdQ0CfzIIAGQ5vFLPNrqOZ7AAXU_9oqZpYj1Xw6TPJMDllycd5T5WvGwWVTTI5wkLT8FZq-f2N7nYfx/s960/96815978_3077486692314248_5080517763626172416_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="540" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjGSJVm9Dh435WzRrN_tZYUvlb4Ddx93L0pa_Bpe-2MmhUYWN14aD06hJPCuvyofdQ0CfzIIAGQ5vFLPNrqOZ7AAXU_9oqZpYj1Xw6TPJMDllycd5T5WvGwWVTTI5wkLT8FZq-f2N7nYfx/w269-h400/96815978_3077486692314248_5080517763626172416_n.jpg" width="269" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Eventually, the spring semester ended and I had to move out of the dorm. I was pretty melancholy. Fall was announced to be online and wasn't looking forward to moving back to a pretty inconvenient and isolating area. I felt like my mental health (despite a pandemic) had improved so much based on just living in a more active environment. If you want to see what I got up to while living in the dorm, here's a pretty mundane vlog (tho I'm grateful I filmed because honestly..I am a university transfer student and my time on campus is so short/limited now thanks to this pandemic....): </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I packed all my shit and went home once I had finished finals. I had managed to make honors during a fucking pandemic and I was pretty pleased with myself but I was feeling a little melancholy. I had grown really attached to my dorm space. Especially since I had spent the majority of my second semester alone in it for a good portion of months. I knew I was going to miss Sacramento so much and I am still worried. The rent is going up in that area like crazy and at one point I thought I was going to build my life out there because I had gave up trying to live in the Bay Area. I didn't know if I could ever afford it and here I am now worried if I'd ever be able to afford Sacramento. Especially given that I can't (it's not a won't-it's a can't) drive. I *need* to be in a city to thrive which gets me to a huge life change that I'll mention in a little bit that I came to a decision about. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="309" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/h6IqyL7MeTk" width="489" youtube-src-id="h6IqyL7MeTk"></iframe></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihBgf9su9vNRwgiY80j6KmEIZ5Qbjb2oIilUuRjZ4lcqQ8HA2yNc7lHuOm2CuLUVcIsC3Ov6g6VFD_aQTFe4VjsuspHv10Cj6t40iOqRzEGdlpvMfuIHwZwzQQHu51_PfWTQBiVU3f3SAm/s960/96763129_3088064397923144_8772058157586317312_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="660" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihBgf9su9vNRwgiY80j6KmEIZ5Qbjb2oIilUuRjZ4lcqQ8HA2yNc7lHuOm2CuLUVcIsC3Ov6g6VFD_aQTFe4VjsuspHv10Cj6t40iOqRzEGdlpvMfuIHwZwzQQHu51_PfWTQBiVU3f3SAm/s320/96763129_3088064397923144_8772058157586317312_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"> I somehow managed to participate in a couple of COVID-friendly activities and I was determined to make the best of my time here even if it wasn't fully what I wanted. I went cherry and strawberry picking at the beginning of summer. It was an activity that a lot of my friends hadn't thought about doing that was for sure open during the lockdown orders. I got a lot of comments asking where we would go picking at (hi, local farms that are struggling right now) and some of my friends even said that it had never occurred to them to go strawberry or cherry picking. It was a really great way to stay socially distanced and have a chance to go outdoors all the while supporting a local farm that needs all the help it can get. I super recommend going even if the lockdown lifts and a vaccine becomes mainstream in the warmer months. Supporting small and local businesses during post-pandemic will be extremely crucial. </span><div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglVJ_G64QFSE4CXXO35MSegLpLTjPV4Zbu0MNadfDIB8yR2hL8bctscP_MvKvKjy50zD7BJEe7wD3Bb1ivwXgMIzvxNCt5UOgy0BsEjhDZNq-81WEWcqFJ_lV4KAPleBH_-Rfuay-yFa7j/s960/97785820_3088190317910552_1843998119243546624_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="502" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglVJ_G64QFSE4CXXO35MSegLpLTjPV4Zbu0MNadfDIB8yR2hL8bctscP_MvKvKjy50zD7BJEe7wD3Bb1ivwXgMIzvxNCt5UOgy0BsEjhDZNq-81WEWcqFJ_lV4KAPleBH_-Rfuay-yFa7j/s320/97785820_3088190317910552_1843998119243546624_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, because I was stuck inside, I had new found love for food and drinks had me making things all summer long. I learned how to make a variety of different things. My focus at first was non-alcoholic drinks and coffee drinks. I did everything from margaritas to boba teas to dalgona coffees. I literally have done it all. LOL. I deadass turned into a cafe. I wasn't getting to go out as much so I was trying to bring everything I missed over to me in the middle of nowhere. It's honestly a fun experience. I jokingly say to people, "Now someone can wife me the hell up" because I don't think I make things half bad. I deadass went as far as investing in a Magic Bullet blender just so I could make tons of smoothies among other things.</span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglOtZodurexJOc4HR0BdKdrWrJ3Ua04Oa3H6XrjaaXpui6PKyijRH548Sg8eO3Qbxr0L050kXbqLwQdyFDgzU9ikhKXwJo9QhdnnEn9l0f9Sd-S8_Lgd6_TAV_6ZcNc7yuu5jQjM3Sd4dW/s960/106328098_3213163048746611_7202191912994305970_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="832" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglOtZodurexJOc4HR0BdKdrWrJ3Ua04Oa3H6XrjaaXpui6PKyijRH548Sg8eO3Qbxr0L050kXbqLwQdyFDgzU9ikhKXwJo9QhdnnEn9l0f9Sd-S8_Lgd6_TAV_6ZcNc7yuu5jQjM3Sd4dW/s320/106328098_3213163048746611_7202191912994305970_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSibbeJ33Glc5wkArxSb8V0BLHlNDXe3MsJtpsAxm3dNILrBiVq1SNacRFVG_ucrqfAWxQMttwJT0iIp_JPaBGU-LT7CT4LimTzf2eFC4KcXQwUaeUattpw1mZxI4IMKGILKVkySp1jf4b/s960/118271374_3364901550239426_4744296680698546311_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSibbeJ33Glc5wkArxSb8V0BLHlNDXe3MsJtpsAxm3dNILrBiVq1SNacRFVG_ucrqfAWxQMttwJT0iIp_JPaBGU-LT7CT4LimTzf2eFC4KcXQwUaeUattpw1mZxI4IMKGILKVkySp1jf4b/s320/118271374_3364901550239426_4744296680698546311_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Another project I started indulging myself in was renovating my room. My room at my family's place never felt like mine and to an extent? It still somewhat doesn't. We're renters and have never had the privilege of owning any sort of property. So painting walls or doing anything too excessive has always been a big no-no. But now I had all this dorm shit that needed to go somewhere and I immediately made my bedroom into a mini (almost Japanese-style) apartment save for lacking a bathroom and a kitchen sink. I made under my loft bed a huge storage area behind my dresser drawers where my bins went and my camera equipment (so it was out of sight and not looking like a fucking eyesore). I somehow squeezed my desk into a corner by the window and made it an office space that I kind of don't use because it's such a fucking tight space. </span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixJzbKpLTopkLHmUwJDYVEnMFOs17jiMxKr0I5a6-ykF8rQJ2quMoNAmU9Qo75Xl5zYn-BCi9N_PdxO3f000sG9NcaVWDnRQz3MhCQVREDxNBlnPwAAT2Y556PNMpp4DiDwVnmOcBZU-1Z/s960/118431762_3365709483491966_1088244960317332175_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="726" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixJzbKpLTopkLHmUwJDYVEnMFOs17jiMxKr0I5a6-ykF8rQJ2quMoNAmU9Qo75Xl5zYn-BCi9N_PdxO3f000sG9NcaVWDnRQz3MhCQVREDxNBlnPwAAT2Y556PNMpp4DiDwVnmOcBZU-1Z/s320/118431762_3365709483491966_1088244960317332175_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">More importantly, I turned my room throughout this lockdown into an actual theater and a club all at once. I did whatever run-of-the-mill TikTok-er does (no I don't have that app) and got LED lights. My room is *absolutely* wild. Eventually, I also got a laser starlight projector to layer on top of them and as of a couple weeks ago, I got an actual projector to watch concerts and stream movies on and it's made my living space a whole different definition of fun. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I need to clean my room but I definitely need to do a proper room tour because my room is one of the biggest accomplishments of 2020 and from the pieces that people have been able to see when it doesn't look like a tornado hit-I get a lot of compliments on it from what people have seen of it. People especially like my very kawaii-ified purple fridge-which I mean, SAME. Even in my dorm room everyone always fawned over my purple fridge because nobody thinks they make fridges in that color (they do but people assume they're really expensive and this one wasn't at all). </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Here are pictures before I bought the laser projector and my theater projector. Each area of my room is kind of sectioned off by color and it's pretty neat. I have color-changing lightbulbs coming soon so change up the overhead lights as well because I am just a crazy person. I love lights. I was that kid that had lava lamps, black lights, and fiberoptic shit and this is basically that on crack. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I decided to really be creative over summer vacation and into my hellish fall semester. I filmed a lot of videos even. I started out filming a couple of different make up tutorials. The first one was a rokku look that had a really interesting color combo and the other was my taken on a modern-ized Y2K look (I still have yet to find eye shadow that is a proper frost. jfc, I should probably just turn to MAC for that shit). Both were really experimental looks but I had a lot of fun doing them: </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/GXxecUFwLqw" width="485" youtube-src-id="GXxecUFwLqw"></iframe></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/7hjRCPTYsmY" width="484" youtube-src-id="7hjRCPTYsmY"></iframe></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKXesKITbPd-MJlKsBrHAsLieJFMHhIh9sTyFZ5SFsbgOkQdXmCog8t8b8Q5gQx59CobNVnQP1TEKCor8-vMiN3ab5b0e5i3qUuxLf5FLyYfH71NPydQdXPPZR-HL1BfFnN76UK4gd9ZBo/s960/117756676_3336290249767223_2175246951700992573_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKXesKITbPd-MJlKsBrHAsLieJFMHhIh9sTyFZ5SFsbgOkQdXmCog8t8b8Q5gQx59CobNVnQP1TEKCor8-vMiN3ab5b0e5i3qUuxLf5FLyYfH71NPydQdXPPZR-HL1BfFnN76UK4gd9ZBo/w300-h400/117756676_3336290249767223_2175246951700992573_n.jpg" width="300" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Around this time we had a bunch of animals visiting my family's house. We live next to a field, so we get all sorts of animals and they typically eat what the feral and stray cats don't finish. We have possums and raccoons that visit and even owls funnily enough! The raccoons and possums however are as regular visitors as the cats are and they all co-exist without issues.</span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Back in the winter I think the parents of the baby raccoons were stopping by and they were *so* polite that I shit you not, they would stack the bowls once they were finished eating. Fast forward to months later and we have a blonde/albino raccoon in our yard. I've never seen one that color and apparently they're very rare. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">It's a baby. It comes out at weird times of the day because it's a baby. And then one day we see TWO blonde raccoons. We read up that females stick with their mom and the boys go off on their own. SO we have twin blonde raccoons. One boy and one girl. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Once it got so hot that one of them decided to beat the heat and went to sleep in the fucking birdbath. LOL!! </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk8NoyvA8H2DPb89Z4SuX5SNj1_2Z70qw9xWquS_rBh3LYauWAl1qSKRLbjCRMZ1iMyJl1aLOjsR0CiYTvk2NZvGjSrAlyFd7pMHOzzzTHwi0y5u9P9rczDY_KpF58YP1-WwywOWHFI87F/s960/97033635_3091189777610606_4600365674341072896_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="738" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk8NoyvA8H2DPb89Z4SuX5SNj1_2Z70qw9xWquS_rBh3LYauWAl1qSKRLbjCRMZ1iMyJl1aLOjsR0CiYTvk2NZvGjSrAlyFd7pMHOzzzTHwi0y5u9P9rczDY_KpF58YP1-WwywOWHFI87F/s320/97033635_3091189777610606_4600365674341072896_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkVTOd7B8OqtcX-DC6gKZUJQJQbc2pu-676UJ44VVJr9yTI5Xka0gdEBHA3kYst9V8JWo6PJhu31YBCvFu9x5RF0f1x61WAtN7JgPl7wGS_xJ0ybHG-KzVXwEQXApfV4CZ8THSFd7PcnP5/s960/117286304_3315010448561870_6592706734223543517_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkVTOd7B8OqtcX-DC6gKZUJQJQbc2pu-676UJ44VVJr9yTI5Xka0gdEBHA3kYst9V8JWo6PJhu31YBCvFu9x5RF0f1x61WAtN7JgPl7wGS_xJ0ybHG-KzVXwEQXApfV4CZ8THSFd7PcnP5/s320/117286304_3315010448561870_6592706734223543517_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">So yeah the animals visiting have been nice and everyone's been insanely well behaved. I've been feeding Bushes the feral cat and Fences the black stray mainecoon since 2017. Bushes lives in the yard where I think Fences stays somewhere else.</span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">It's really funny because despite Bushes not wanted to be touched and being afraid of humans, she'll get close to us if my sister-in-law's cat Cheddar is around. She has a very large one-sided crush on Cheddar and when he's outside in the yard she will follow him everywhere to his annoyance! </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">So yeah, even though the lockdown has not permitted me human visitors so much, I've been allowed to have animal visitors and they have really brightened my day. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">The highlight of 2020 is seeing the animals co-exist together and visit. It's not interesting or fashion related but to be fair that's almost as eventful as it's been getting since there's a pandemic going on. </span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLdYU1ZEMvb12G8TTQ5UxY9TYMkGDVxgMMOIhksEdqJwyuRaGd-3SQCH2NfmOQzMT1hNPn5pyAc3S26z2EtJa0w44sJ-qk0EutDf3wVK-VhLUNmIpx6RUuvcdgTsUb-eHvQFB6E4r9Nwhm/s153/tumblr_inline_mpl3syjfT71qz4rgp.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="117" data-original-width="153" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLdYU1ZEMvb12G8TTQ5UxY9TYMkGDVxgMMOIhksEdqJwyuRaGd-3SQCH2NfmOQzMT1hNPn5pyAc3S26z2EtJa0w44sJ-qk0EutDf3wVK-VhLUNmIpx6RUuvcdgTsUb-eHvQFB6E4r9Nwhm/s0/tumblr_inline_mpl3syjfT71qz4rgp.gif" /></span></a><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Fall semester began and I felt burnt out into week two. It was really crazy. I was taking 16 units when the average college student usually takes 12. So basically I was taking a whole ass new class on top of everything else and it wasn't even just the unit change that made me feel swamped. I had taken 16 units before online back at my junior college but for some reason because of COVID, I and a lot of my peers felt like professors had just written out their lesson plans over the summer and were just dishing it out with triple of the work without really keeping in mind how hellish the deadlines were. As an English major, this is especially stressful in the sense that you're not just cranking out papers. I can shit out stuff like that no issue. It's the amount of reading for each of my classes that I have to do and memorize for weekly quizzes on top of the papers that really gets me fucked up. Reading is pretty time-consuming especially if you're a huge notetaker like I am. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuCLhxi2RmcLFMJi7TTokVpPUt60Qamx7VqP_-22QInFE4-Nvy7dtDn37LN4kcD8xMvfLYbCCKAC-IGAUbCLn8IJjRJgOS-lfvrzZAKelWN6AtCUuHdLI7h6KFHqtnIooWM7da90qU2C_f/s960/119920719_3439177176145196_8326882446034079939_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuCLhxi2RmcLFMJi7TTokVpPUt60Qamx7VqP_-22QInFE4-Nvy7dtDn37LN4kcD8xMvfLYbCCKAC-IGAUbCLn8IJjRJgOS-lfvrzZAKelWN6AtCUuHdLI7h6KFHqtnIooWM7da90qU2C_f/s320/119920719_3439177176145196_8326882446034079939_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br />I did try to have some semblance of fun around my birthday. My friend Janelle had gone out of her way to visit me and I was very grateful for that. We actually are the same age and had a lot of the same acquaintances growing up and yet we had never been introduced to each other before. She is such a cool person. She first off went to the high school down the street from mine and similarly to me, was anime club president, which is wild because I'm stupidly sure that she and I could have so many stories to exchange on our experiences with that shit in our youth. We also went to the same university surprisingly! I dropped out of San Francisco State because my commute was hellish from the area I had moved to. I originally lived in the Bay Area when I applied and my family was pushed out of our home and had to move an hour and a half away from our original home-which really fucked me over during my college process because I didn't think to apply for forming because when I applied, I was a train ride away you know? Janelle had gone on and graduated from my first choice of university but became the craziest nail tech ever. Like...this girl is the epitome of gyaru and I really want to get her further into the fashion because her lifestyle is SO PERFECT for it. </span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguVwV8BfSxQ0zU45AwEZFEsBDHqgJdh6IbeAxkJGKQj-dTqBSvEfUos3hw6VcRRUyMLGUWs2ohfLizszZvT25OEvt8EzCLfRUOF_NgZeV2yZMFYV0YE5X7Q-3OXG4mke5yRpOk74KbBbRH/s1407/132042593_890841131723897_5493549154007147127_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1407" data-original-width="1125" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguVwV8BfSxQ0zU45AwEZFEsBDHqgJdh6IbeAxkJGKQj-dTqBSvEfUos3hw6VcRRUyMLGUWs2ohfLizszZvT25OEvt8EzCLfRUOF_NgZeV2yZMFYV0YE5X7Q-3OXG4mke5yRpOk74KbBbRH/s320/132042593_890841131723897_5493549154007147127_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br />She has ParaPara'd for ten years, met some amazing Paralists who matter, and for a while did a lot of gyaru-style nails and even went to some nail shows in Japan to improve on her craft. My favorite set she did was of Haruka and Michiru from Sailor Moon. <3 kyaaa. She travels often to Disneyland with a couple of others acquaintances of mine who are the most productive and cool people ever met (and I'm so shy around them because I am not as accomplished ;_;) but she also goes back and forth between Japan and the Bay Area...so I feel like she and I's friendship is for sure going to be a long-lasting one because she's the type of person who would hit me up an ocean away in Japan and visit me. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I'm so grateful to have met her. I feel like because we are the same age and have had similar experiences in close-by areas in our youth, that we really bond well. The fact that we've always heard about each other but was never introduced still freaks me out a little bit. She is by far the sweetest person I've met and I can't wait to even introduce her to my main crew because we're all older women so I feel like we'd all get along just fine versus some of the people who I hung out with before who were a little younger..so there was a bit of gap in where we all were in our lives. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">She visited my neighborhood (she has gotten COVID tested a lot due to her line of work and I haven't gone anywhere to be COVID-related anything and that's why we were able to hang out) and went as far as bringing all of her old Egg magazines and provided me with really fucking delicious Happy Lemon boba. Can you believe it? I had never tried Happy Lemon before!! -yodels- She also without even know (wtf) brought my FAVORITE 85C cake to me for my birthday. I was so impressed. LOL. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I also brought some cotton candy style grapes along with some other goodies (sakura related things) as well as my gyaru magazines. We mainly just talked and flipped through magazines until her boyfriend came by to pick her up. ahaha I'm always so awkward around people's boyfriends. I immediately feel like a third wheel without anyone trying. I'm just awkward and shy around new people but he was a gentle guy. :) </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I vlogged the day here. I didn't film much because I didn't want to be intrusive towards Janelle especially upon the first meeting. However, I was so appreciative of her going out of her way to meet up with me. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/RDcOT9_JYpA" width="560"></iframe></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I feel like I can learn so much from Janelle. One, she's great at nails and I feel like that's such an awesome skillset to have under your belt. I do a little bit of nail work but not gel. Mainly just me fucking around with my real length of nails and deco-ing them out. Also, like I mentioned, Janelle has ParaPara'd for 10+ years and very actively. She's performed publicly and is one of my most HUMBLE PEOPLE I have ever met considering how much fucking cool shit she's gotten to do. She's inspired me to up my game on so many levels. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I'm absolutely bragging about my friend but like ...forreal this girl rekindled my love for ParaPara. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Honestly, I had a weird relationship with ParaPara because the gyaru community at one point was very "ParaPara or bust" when it came to the standards of gyaru which kind of turned me off. I love Eurobeat and ParaPara but I am not good at it. I enjoy watching it the most and being a cheerleader. I love ParaPara All Stars and watch their videos often as well as the really old Egg video with Aina Tanaka in it. Janelle inspired me to want to try to ParaPara again without that added pressure of having to be perfect or it being "gyaru enough". I just wanted to learn for fun. I used to perform "Koi Buchiage" and "Night of Fire" often in high school and nowadays I'm trying to learn "Velfarre 2000" and "Dub-I-Dub" mainly because Velfarre 2000's "Tokyo" part always makes me feel so powerful and "Dub-I-Dub" is so very agejo and was one of the first Eurobeat songs I found outside of the Initial D franchise. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="306" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/bMM1nBzptkE" width="511" youtube-src-id="bMM1nBzptkE"></iframe></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="325" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/adK2_JCEwfE" width="495" youtube-src-id="adK2_JCEwfE"></iframe></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I used to also be a Stepmania and Dance Dance Revolution type of gal and got exposed to a lot of other songs like "Nori Nori" through those games so I can't say that Eurobeat and ParaPara aren't my gyaru roots because they are. It's just the fact that gyaru kind of forget there's other music outside of Eurobeat that can easily make you JUST AS gal as the next person. I actually went as far as to make a YouTube playlist of gyaru-themed music on my YouTube channel to prove this point. Either the songs have gyaru in it or are songs gyaru listen to. Some lyrically are gyaru. </span></span></div><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I remember sharing some of my music stuff and some gals in the comm were really hyped about finding other music. <3 I'm so grateful that you guys appreciate some of the things that I share with you. I really want to break free from these really rigid standards that god knows who put in place. There are "rules" to gyaru but I feel like they've been pretty linear for awhile now and I'd like to share a lot of the gyaru-related content i grew up on that is just as acceptable. Gyaru is a varying path. I don't think that you have to tan, be old school, and only ParaPara to be gyaru. You can like other things that are just as gyaru. There are other sub-styles and other ways of life and I think it's important to showcase that. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjepqbLbANZqexYsV2nkkeZ327gMC2y62KSHTWcG_tLsL0nh3_xVt_xY-8bC_cRTRtn2g327wU355kxhu5UXncXoJ_wToNQrxw4snoM0WSJne5NO64l6bwW2IsOwEcc9PPY5J9kZJxiwozU/s960/120076186_3461130520616528_4060729617347916311_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjepqbLbANZqexYsV2nkkeZ327gMC2y62KSHTWcG_tLsL0nh3_xVt_xY-8bC_cRTRtn2g327wU355kxhu5UXncXoJ_wToNQrxw4snoM0WSJne5NO64l6bwW2IsOwEcc9PPY5J9kZJxiwozU/s320/120076186_3461130520616528_4060729617347916311_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Then my birthday came around. This year is the last of my 20s. Can you fucking believe that? I was woeing over the fact that my birthday (and Halloween gdi) finally fell on a Saturday and I couldn't do shit. Nothing ever gets to happen exactly on my birthday. Ughh. I made the best of it. Over the summer, I experimented with my hair a lot. I figured that if I ever wanted to do fun stuff with my hair, I should probably do it now because once I start working I can't have pink, purple, or blue hair. So I said, fuck it and bleached it. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">So for my 29th birthday, I had BRIGHT PINK HAIR. This was also the first time I ever did something outside of some semblance of agejo. Every single birthday I've done has been some type of Ageha-esque thing but this year I opted to be bright as hell and wear Cocolulu and some shit that looked like Cocolulu but wasn't. I really wanted to go for that retro-2000s vibe but with a brighter twist to it. I love messing with color lately. The outfit I'm wearing is a combination of a Cocolulu halter top, with a Shien daisy camisole underneath because the Cocolulu halter is a little sheer (I'm assuming because it's so old) and then a Shien mini-skirt that really matched well with the Cocolulu halter. It really gave off the "flower power" vibes I was aiming for. The shoes are very large platforms that I found on FashionNova during the spring. I hate the clear plastic-y bit and the fact that they're cork platforms but this is as high as I can get a damn platform right now. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I would love a pair of LaCarte shoes but those are extremely hard to find because shoes just eventually fall the fuck apart. I love the 60s dip in the platform heel and the wooden shoes. I've even see LaCarte platforms in that Y2K metallic silver and it makes me cry a little inside because I love that vibe so much and can remember that being a mood back during my childhood. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB3MIrH3q4VcFu473yfpc3QTngQDIcj3sNgEpQrfDvYhcr4OCre2mi0hnsPmz_QaIorgjBEDqrs3ppy499DqYeW0qNeI2CboCkHwlTVdWBe92uTrT9yMYA3opWHsqPjY9xeIsSQ9VDpGee/s960/119520824_3436195056443408_4841296871782415203_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB3MIrH3q4VcFu473yfpc3QTngQDIcj3sNgEpQrfDvYhcr4OCre2mi0hnsPmz_QaIorgjBEDqrs3ppy499DqYeW0qNeI2CboCkHwlTVdWBe92uTrT9yMYA3opWHsqPjY9xeIsSQ9VDpGee/s320/119520824_3436195056443408_4841296871782415203_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">These are some of the gifts I got myself for my birthday. Tsubasa Masuwaka ends up having me go down a rabbit-hole during the fall. She has been really into Chinese brand makeup lately...as the rest of Japanese YouTube has been. I ended up finding Baozi and Hana's make up line called FlowerKnows which has been STUPIDLY popular in Japan. Especially the unicorn line. If you actually want to be kind of on-trend in regards to makeup trends in Japan, Jill Stuart and Anna Sui have always be timeless and have intricate packaging, but FlowerKnows gives those brands a large run for their money and the price point is comparable if not a little cheaper. Shibuya109 has gone as far as promoting FlowerKnows that's how large this makeup brand has become. I've even seen vkei boys wear their stuff. It's a thing so I splurged and got a couple of lip and cheek products from a website called Devil-Inspired. They're mainly a lolita clothing store but they do sell some items that could be gyaruable. But I think they're the only authorized re-seller of some Chinese branded makeup for overseas buyers and occasionally, they'll do free shipping which makes buying from them even better. I really want to try the angel highlighters that came out recently but they are $$$. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">My friend Chi also came and visited me a little before Janelle did. She, like a lot of people right now, was cleaning out her closet and was sending some J-Fashion stuff my way knowing that I would get use out of most of it. A lot of my friends are older so they're either changing in regards to lifestyle/aesthetic or they're just straight out settling down and retiring from J-Fashion. I'm actually one of the few old ladies still participating in this stuff and doing it super actively. So a lot of my friends end up giving their old things to me knowing that I'm most likely not leaving this hobby anytime soon. I'm definitely in the eyes of certain people a little "too old" to be gyaru or doing any of this. But you know? Life is too short to live other people's standards of living. This is your life. Do what makes you happy. I'm a single 30-year-old. I'm getting my education. I know that there's an appropriate time and place to do this stuff. I don't intend on marrying or having children. Even if I marry-I don't want kids. A cat. But not kids. SO...I find that because of that, it's acceptable. I'm not taking food from children's mouths to feed my aesthetic lifestyle. And even then, there are plenty of Gyaru-Mama on the internet that are able to balance their family life and fashion life. I don't think it's a bad thing to enjoy yourself but I feel like not being "settled" kind of is my way of justifying why I am allowed to do this. lmao. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdPdMFCNrUFDUne8cqTXhuIPTe1zdamq0gPXuhSU1dHGybNn2MzZpg93fDgsW5RmhGUFLfDtA0OT7StelD2dOzwAfP3gd9o4pGtYdCEk10Cg5DG4EpRZ8XqqCEKP9TrauZDfJA8IK_2o9g/s960/121413669_3505522102844036_8056089762920365529_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="762" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdPdMFCNrUFDUne8cqTXhuIPTe1zdamq0gPXuhSU1dHGybNn2MzZpg93fDgsW5RmhGUFLfDtA0OT7StelD2dOzwAfP3gd9o4pGtYdCEk10Cg5DG4EpRZ8XqqCEKP9TrauZDfJA8IK_2o9g/s320/121413669_3505522102844036_8056089762920365529_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">ANYWAY, Chi gave me a ton of different clothes. Some don't fit me but probably will once I'm a little bit more active. However, a lot of the Listen Flavor things did fit me, so I ended up doing a really fun rokku/Harajuku style look with one of the tops she donated to me. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">The look was super-well received and the make up tutorial is actually one of my favorites. Any time I do this sort of under-the-eye red eye makeup, I get a lot of questions on how to do it, so the makeup tutorial did quite well because it literally answered that question. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I feel like ever since I dyed my hair, my looks have been uber fun looking. I also for my birthday got myself a Chi (ha) Spin-and-Curl iron and I swear to fucking god that shit was the best 100 bucks I have EVER SPENT. Like, if you have a hard ass time curling hair? Get that shit. It's a really painless way to get really tight curls. For some reasons ever since I grew my hair out super long, it's especially hair to get my hair to stay curled and even then it's hard to get it to curl high up in my hair. I used to use a flatiron for my curls and I used to also be able to some really insanely big intricate gyaru hair when I was younger. My hair was somehow "cut right" and in the right layers and ever since I accidentally cut it wrong/too deep in, it's been kind of hard to do the stuff I usually do. But this iron really does help me kind of get my hair back at the level I used to be able to have it at. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Here's the tutorial for this vampy kuro-kawaii (lol that's an odd word) look. I don't think this is full-on gyaru or menhera. Hence kuro-kawaii. You can't see it but there are thigh highs and a leopard print Glad News skirt on the bottom. it's just hard to take outfit shots as my own photographer. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Qm_7SIktdB4" width="466" youtube-src-id="Qm_7SIktdB4"></iframe></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7f0HLa8r-RWnaQwvyJP1MJtsU-XvAh4ECqEw4tvxJ6c7JyfZKwKux6lOuKxmiBTSUvVq63CVuGUcWMoLz1mc_hCNs6SXUV0xxbPXBU1gC5RmWxKZaJA2TRwF2claN06L6lQ46qeMhQ8YE/s960/118957709_3407768932619354_8927741981404807915_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7f0HLa8r-RWnaQwvyJP1MJtsU-XvAh4ECqEw4tvxJ6c7JyfZKwKux6lOuKxmiBTSUvVq63CVuGUcWMoLz1mc_hCNs6SXUV0xxbPXBU1gC5RmWxKZaJA2TRwF2claN06L6lQ46qeMhQ8YE/s320/118957709_3407768932619354_8927741981404807915_n.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br />During that time a couple really chaotic things happened in the background while everyone was swamped under heaps of school work. California was enduring awful weather which eventually lead to some of the worst fires my state has ever gone through. Usually, it doesn't affect my area so much but I deadass got a possible evacuation order on my phone. It was honestly really scary. The hills near San Jose were on fire and spread into Patterson which in turn, was about to spread into my area. Supposedly you could see the fires run down the hills and if it weren't for the fact that my area was on flat terrain with an aqueduct despite me; I would have had to get the fuck out of the area. There was one day were the sky looked batshit crazy. It was noon and it looked like 6 am. My picture does not do it justice by no means and honestly, imma add a stolen pic from San Francisco because that's really the extent of what the fuck it looked like for a day or two. It was really scary. I could smell the smoke form inside my room-that's how bad the air quality was. </span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrqASxy35-22zJcUwYQDg8As4oEhxW4QAzEjhxjmJyLQtDGEQvmH_G_2bZwq7N7f7ytSmujHzvGSv15mRCx7g8B2cZpO0Hxa_JepsQBnDRIQ_5taTQgqksbN5tlkIN0Lg5yC0kg8H4ivPA/s960/117860306_3346898422039739_4284842732235663657_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="443" height="295" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrqASxy35-22zJcUwYQDg8As4oEhxW4QAzEjhxjmJyLQtDGEQvmH_G_2bZwq7N7f7ytSmujHzvGSv15mRCx7g8B2cZpO0Hxa_JepsQBnDRIQ_5taTQgqksbN5tlkIN0Lg5yC0kg8H4ivPA/w174-h295/117860306_3346898422039739_4284842732235663657_n.jpg" width="174" /></span></a></div><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">As you saw in my pic, it doesn't really do it justice. I actually slept in thinking it was really early given the lack of light outside only to wake up around 1 pm and realize it was 1 pm and THAT dark outside. It was really trippy. Here is also a picture near Lombard street in San Francisco that does this situation way better justice. The pyramid-like structure is basically in North Beach area (near China Town and Little Italy) called the Transamerica Pyramid. It's a pretty distinct structure and I used to (when I lived in the Bay Area) walk by it all the time on my way to get gelato in Little Italy at a now-closed shop called Naia. It was so dark outside in the middle of the day that street lights and headlights on cars were on which was so fucking strange. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Also going to share my emergency alert to prove I wasn't bullshitting about an evacuation order. lmao. I was in the middle of class when my phone sounded off. The amount of State and Nationwide alerts I've gotten this year have been insane. I've woke up out of my sleep at first thinking a bomb or attack was happening because the beeping was a really rare sound to hear but now it's happened so much that I am accustomed to it. Which is kind of scary considering that if something awful happened I'd be immune to hearing this shit. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaKDgIPzReWNjjGbksE20F1MY2-MlHGEkXIn2HV-LOJ25emSgXAM__jogboR7uTSXHpiP7mIdK3FEFR6yJ-iBX_PUuVXjsUrsefArpq872PqhPquZaKsdopM_o3Bnxxs1bKSA5he8aCPw0/s1136/5f592fd5e6ff30001d4e7db2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /><img border="0" data-original-height="852" data-original-width="1136" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaKDgIPzReWNjjGbksE20F1MY2-MlHGEkXIn2HV-LOJ25emSgXAM__jogboR7uTSXHpiP7mIdK3FEFR6yJ-iBX_PUuVXjsUrsefArpq872PqhPquZaKsdopM_o3Bnxxs1bKSA5he8aCPw0/w412-h300/5f592fd5e6ff30001d4e7db2.jpeg" width="412" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD19DdglsK4AtV89KSx_jMXiRfZSn0zkHk_rATwV-IU0ndTY6NdBYELD0hBcvKCFweO1Op7Fzc33hrGgKFLJyuu9BVpYOCFjZUcm3my8j7zHkLDu0Lr46aZnupjtHFyOwTQDzhkylrRHXa/s750/CggYGlaAxQGALCjFABu1bqgHGNk184_C_750_500.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="750" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD19DdglsK4AtV89KSx_jMXiRfZSn0zkHk_rATwV-IU0ndTY6NdBYELD0hBcvKCFweO1Op7Fzc33hrGgKFLJyuu9BVpYOCFjZUcm3my8j7zHkLDu0Lr46aZnupjtHFyOwTQDzhkylrRHXa/w409-h266/CggYGlaAxQGALCjFABu1bqgHGNk184_C_750_500.jpg" width="409" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">It was really crazy to see the sky be literal Halloween-orange. It reminded me of some shit from American Horror Story Apocalypse. I think even joking told a friend that Satan had landed on earth and it was the most appropriate thing to happen in 2020 and what we deserve. lmao Because also during this time my country also going through massive political unrest. I'm not going to go into this too much because I just don't like arguing with people on politics and I feel like a lot of people and I would not be friends if we really did fucking go deep into this but basically, my country has a lot of fucking work to do. It was absolutely exhausting trying to explain to my southern raised mother how certain shit isn't okay and that America is basically third-world with a Gucci belt..and probably a fake one at that. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I think some of the intentions people have for our country are well-intended but that there are bad people who exist. Basically, it's 2020. The shit that has been going on in America (a country that claims to be a leader) is not okay and I thought we were over this type of behavior towards minorities but we clearly aren't. One day, I hope we're all able to have a discussion about shit. People's feelings would probably get hurt but I think in order to get past a lot of shit-we have to openly speak and be just as open-minded. More importantly, we have to be kind to one another. Something that hasn't always been going on and was SO exhausting during the fucking election in my country. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">A lot of people are really apathetic with our seemingly two-party system (there are other parties but they kind of get outdone by the two main parties) and like I said...I wasn't going to go into this but basically...the election literally tore families apart and made a lot of people not be friends with each other and in my opinion-each to their own. It's usually why I don't openly talk about these things but just, on a final note: You matter. Please be kind to one another even if sometimes it's incredibly difficult to do. Be the better person even when others aren't. Trust me, you'll feel better about it and they'll be the one's who look crazy. Listen to people. You don't always have to agree but come to terms that it's also okay to agree to disagree and leave it at that. I know it's *so hard* to do. Sometimes I read articles or see videos of people being Karens and want to punch people in the face too. Trust me. I know how hard it is but sometimes you just gotta be the better human being and laugh at those types of inhumane people and hope that one day they learn or have a circumstance occurs that teaches them. It's not your job to be that person. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">All of that was also going on during my semester and it was for sure creating a really tense and exhausting atmosphere that made it very difficult to stay focused at times. Sometimes I had to cut off all of my social media because I'd be hooked on the news or just feel angry and disappointed. I was frustrated. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Then the previous post I did on my blog happened. Which was kind of chaotic because I was sick at the same time for a few weeks. No, not COVID. I bet some of ya'll maybe wish that considering all the shit I said. lmao. Forreal though, I guess I should say some stuff post-Papillon entry because some good and bad shit happened since then. First off, of course I take Papillon shit personally. That thing was my baby. Of course, I'm going to be salty. Papillon had been a project just lingering in my head for years and it was hard to see it go the direction it did and what it had to certain people with others getting hurt. Also, if people hadn't put my name in their mouth to start with? I would have probably kept all the shit I said to myself and went to the grave with it. I was encouraged to talk because some stuff was spread about me that wasn't true and I was determined to clear my name with some of the victims of that stuff which lead to others insisting that I should talk about my experience. So I did. Trust me, I didn't want to. I knew it would cause some drama but I also really needed to clear my name. Even if it meant people would hate me. I talked about *my* experience. That may not be other people's experience but that was mine. I didn't want to kill off the magazine or anything like that. </span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxXraqCPTmQ07RQokstHQA2vwaBkJebZIsZ8FlttHjTpXcxfVh0hX-Egpc9pnacFeub8meJNJSCnWewCRE5lqhETF59vviKhi1M5uIZFmfjlnf8RcHApmzpBva4f6MMIzcL6fswFHKaDAb/s155/bored.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="105" data-original-width="155" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxXraqCPTmQ07RQokstHQA2vwaBkJebZIsZ8FlttHjTpXcxfVh0hX-Egpc9pnacFeub8meJNJSCnWewCRE5lqhETF59vviKhi1M5uIZFmfjlnf8RcHApmzpBva4f6MMIzcL6fswFHKaDAb/s0/bored.gif" /></span></a><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Also, I can't be jealous of my own brain-child. I was a part of it so I can't be jealous about "not being included" or whatever. No, that's not why I said things. It's the fact I was given an extremely hard time in an already garbage situation going on my personal life. I wanted this thing to thrive but there were certain people who I won't name (that weren't part of staff even) who gave me an extremely hard time early on. There are certain people I am convinced hate me and no matter what I do, they will always find a reason to dislike me for whatever reason. -shrugs- I get it. It's realistic to have everyone like you, but when you're trying to work *with* everyone, that makes it difficult. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Basically, group work is hard. I will stress this again too because this is why I was taking my experience to the grave until I couldn't because some bullshit was spread and people were getting hurt. Despite this though, t<b>here are some really amazing and very sweet people who I worked with and I didn't want my crap with the magazine to affect their experience working with Papillon. They deserve every bit of spotlight and credit that they get and were/are incredibly humble people who either model or work behind the scenes and I'm still forever grateful for them and was honored to have them be a part of my team</b>. It was hard to even talk about this shit because I at no point, wanted to hurt them. The reason I stayed silent for so long was for those people and also out of fear that I would never be heard or believed. I even had others admit to me if I had spoke up as what was happening to me went on; they wouldn't have believed me. They had to experience some stuff for themselves for what happened to me to make sense sady. Which really sucks because like I mentioned in my previous post, I would have gladly been the bad guy or whatever else if it meant only one person got hurt. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">There are some other people who got big-headed, got super ahead of themselves, and needed to really stay grounded. Some people really got caught up in the social media game and while I understand that things like that can potentially be a business. Gyaru is not a mainstream thing. It will never truly be marketable in a way that is profitable and even so, I honestly don't want something I worked with to be the source of outsiders profiting off of something that is so niche. I don't want that type of energy in something I love so much. I want people to just have fun and learn from one another. So many people have really amazing things to share and say. That's what should be valued. Your friendships and the bonds you make with other people are way more important than your follower count. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">My article for the magazine felt hypocritical at one point because while that IS what I truly value above anything else, I got caught up in the hype based on the company I keep. Plus, I don't know..just the whole "omg what a queen" or "🔥 🔥 🔥 " or reposts of people's pics occasionally feel superficial and all for show. I rather someone say more than just that if they're going to comment. I rather someone repost the looks they think are my best rather than every single post I do. I rather people DM me and chat. That just feels way more genuine. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">A lot of rumors were spread about me during that time that wasn't true and that's what made me have to say anything to start with. I was definitely hurt and sometimes you have to kind of distance yourself or stay silent knowing you'd kind of act on your emotions and go-off on someone. I'd think I'm a forgiving and humble person but a lot of people got hurt in the crossfire either based on the magazine or other projects outside. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">It had gone as far as my closest friends in real life giving me an ultimatum of stay doing all this and lose them/not have them involved in my life because my shit was affecting them or give it all up and repair my friendship with them. No social media clout or magazine could ever replace my friendships and I will choose my closest friendships each and every single fucking time. Those people are dear to me and I still ashamed that I let them be affected. They weren't even gyaru or a part of the community. They showed up to support me and kind of got affected by some shit in return. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">The plus side of all of this garbage having to come out was people really made it a thing to change my perspective of the gyaru community. My first impression and experiences with it weren't the greatest. I have been gyaru for a very long time. Like..ten years. But I had never involved myself with the community until Amino happened and then I started talking to others at a distance. I had been doing gyaru for 6-7 years at that point. It wasn't until I joined SnG that I realized that maybe this wasn't the community for me but I stayed a part of it because people I knew in real life encouraged me to be involved. I tried very hard and wanted to even pursue projects with the community that had been lingering in my head since forever ago. I couldn't show up to international or national meets but I wanted to try to do my part in some way. </span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj10n27NkdVCZmspJSD6Axcz5pAia6htvNLUu_y8nEpZUsd-RPR32BSKhem5UGGXtLZD9otWtDmWFRQ-bFZ-MV2G51oo1PchpNbULOl_yr1cSB5QJbTC1mbvxOWsL_gw9Pyq0spx04e40qd/s157/thanks5.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="123" data-original-width="157" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj10n27NkdVCZmspJSD6Axcz5pAia6htvNLUu_y8nEpZUsd-RPR32BSKhem5UGGXtLZD9otWtDmWFRQ-bFZ-MV2G51oo1PchpNbULOl_yr1cSB5QJbTC1mbvxOWsL_gw9Pyq0spx04e40qd/s0/thanks5.gif" /></span></a><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">It was stressful and instantly regretted not just doing what I was doing and staying to myself. That was until I cleared the air about what all went on and people were determined to reach out to be and really talk and beyond just clothes and gyaru (tho a lot of it is about that). That's the silver lining from this. I have made a lot of really cool online friends this past month and I am so grateful for them. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Truly, they have taught me that not everyone is horrible. I was encouraged to join another FB group that has popped but I have decided that FB groups are not for me and that just...it leaves me open to people potentially starting shit with me or finding reasons to. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I think anyone truly wants to talk and be friends with me, it's best on my own platforms. Feel free to dm me to chat. I'm always open to that. Sometimes I don't see my alerts if you're a new person and sometimes my haptics on my phone straight up suck but I'll eventually find your message. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Forreal I've met so many different people from all over the place and have gotten to learn about how other people live in other countries and their perspectives on things. It's been really nice actually. I'm so grateful to the people who reached out or have just been supportive of me and my work. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I'm less scared to comment on people's pictures or videos now. I used to think everyone hated me. LOL. Figures that others thought I hated them.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">No. There are some people whose attitudes I don't like or like...working with them is hard but...maybe they're fine as a person it's just working with them was like AHHH. But that's a different thing. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">But yeah now I can just be obnoxious and be like "HEY! I like your outfit. ect.ect." I try to be really really mindful of my comments on people's content. More than just, "this looks great" or bunches of emojis. I really want to meaningfully comment on someone's work and genuinely be excited about it if I connect to it. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">This means I don't always comment on everything. Just stuff I connect to or know I can say more than just "this cool" towards. Don't get offended just know I want to be able to say more to you. Some of us have different things we like and that can make it challenging. I gotta know what to say!</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Basically, I have my own platforms that I can write on. There's no jealousy. There's bitterness maybe but that's because I cared about something a lot and wanted it to be something it couldn't be. I still have a lot of content that was meant for Papillon that I can share on my own blog or on my YouTube. I've made a thing to post on my Instagram stories a lot. Sometimes I think I'm fucking obnoxious but then other people are assuring me very aggressively, "NO I LOVE THIS SHIT". I'm very opinionated about certain issues involving J-Fashion and gyaru especially. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I'm grateful people enjoy the shit I post even if I'm a bitch sometimes. I swear it's out of love and not meant to be bitchy. It's me being frustrated if anything. Other things I post are clips of music videos or pictures I find on the internet that inspire me. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">In all, I'm having a great time with it and I'm just trying to stay chill and just do my own thing now a day. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjLr6ljyGLMfgCEYeTh9pKtJ2PW4bS114nf4UZ6-2QMK_Eb7R_atQGVzV_SZPUhyRe3e3ZZU2uEs8OOuEI6KVRVntkLDoUJT0jaMSigXIV_PgEyg91y_tYke-f_pIHfEOynWRCFrrcPAKJ/s960/122608161_3541419555920957_3957837303262179948_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjLr6ljyGLMfgCEYeTh9pKtJ2PW4bS114nf4UZ6-2QMK_Eb7R_atQGVzV_SZPUhyRe3e3ZZU2uEs8OOuEI6KVRVntkLDoUJT0jaMSigXIV_PgEyg91y_tYke-f_pIHfEOynWRCFrrcPAKJ/s320/122608161_3541419555920957_3957837303262179948_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">OKAY let's talk about some better things shall we along with some things in the future that might be happening. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I told you that I was making content and that I was also learning how to like...literally make things. One of my favorite okonomiyaki places shut down in Japan Town and got replaced but another 1000 ramen places in SF (jfc)... Izumiya thank god is still around and it's been around since I was born. And I'm literally praying to god San Francisco doesn't run out pretty much the only genuine okonomiyaki restaurants still around for another god damn ramen joint. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2URkxmOHqAVkNcdx8H9C-jGQVhdT-0A3ApNPue3cqAsw7mBrM2O67Os8O9DT-00fLqHCmQ3XiFbgGwsXzm-P6pR4erqf1pK1dK5v7kUvJBCa5UMu6NY7x-iojdKKHDZNzS5v0cigKTrOV/s163/tumblr_inline_mnt5zdj4By1qz4rgp.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="163" data-original-width="82" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2URkxmOHqAVkNcdx8H9C-jGQVhdT-0A3ApNPue3cqAsw7mBrM2O67Os8O9DT-00fLqHCmQ3XiFbgGwsXzm-P6pR4erqf1pK1dK5v7kUvJBCa5UMu6NY7x-iojdKKHDZNzS5v0cigKTrOV/s0/tumblr_inline_mnt5zdj4By1qz4rgp.gif" /></span></a><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">However, I took the initiative to make Okonomiyaki myself. I will say, I make it as good as MifuneDon, if not better. I'm actually really shocked that I managed to successfully make it. Okonomiyaki is actually one of my favorite Japanese foods so far (I swear it's the southern in me. sometimes I wonder if my ass just needs to live in Osaka. I hear the people there are gaudier and the food is amazing. I'd probably just be fatter than I already am and gaudy at that point lmao). I'm really happy that I figured out how to make it. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I feel like I'm learning how to make all sorts of my favorite dishes lately and I'm like: is there even a point in eating out? I can make everything here! </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Post-pandemic, I might just cook for friends and have us watch movies on my new theater projector. We were almost doing that type of shit anyway right before the pandemic hit. Katie, Michelle, and I were basically watching all of "Hana Nochi Hare" (new gen Hana Yori Dango) literally the night before lockdown happened. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I have a feeling Katie and I are just going to scream about High&Low to Michelle and have okonomiyaki parties. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, I actually recorded my process of making okonomiyaki for the first time. I had multiple friends message me (most of them people I know in real life) saying how me making okonomiyaki had inspired them to do the same. I'm really glad that I'm encouraging other people to make the most out of the quarantine. I know it's hard. It doesn't replace actual socialization. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/EYEORhZtMRE" width="497" youtube-src-id="EYEORhZtMRE"></iframe></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I fucking hate Zoom because I'm on Zoom all day for classes and have video-call fatigue. I can't wait to hang out with my friends in person and just leave my fucking neighborhood. I'm tired of seeing the same things all the fucking time. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwiAS05W5mrjXKVImHQCTCMSrrfq2O3n7OV4uVKjgeDcfzNotkM_9AcaC4jTg4E-KUmOdwYbonliStBdXyoIqKtMCP0OEbWiRtruiJwZlAsEtHTBTYOYrMSg4ctZMRuNU1_sOqcfW-psDS/s960/129505390_3652242008172044_5758765248294629310_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="932" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwiAS05W5mrjXKVImHQCTCMSrrfq2O3n7OV4uVKjgeDcfzNotkM_9AcaC4jTg4E-KUmOdwYbonliStBdXyoIqKtMCP0OEbWiRtruiJwZlAsEtHTBTYOYrMSg4ctZMRuNU1_sOqcfW-psDS/s320/129505390_3652242008172044_5758765248294629310_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">One last milestone I can talk about is feeling attacked by fucking internet. LOL. But in a good way I swear. I think I was talking to somebody about luxury goods and how I'm not normally that person but there are a few things that I would love to have in my collection that are luxury brands. One of those things is the Takashi Murakami x Louis Vuitton collection items from 2003. The bag is iconic. I would love to have it but it's definitely out of my price range now.</span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">It's funny because the internet basically showed me an ad for "TheRealReal" and the Murakami x Louies popped up in shoes. I didn't know the fucking made shoes for this collection. And it was in a design that I had never seen before with silver bling, silver snakeskin, and satin. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I looked up the price of the shoes and my mouth dropped. These bitches attainable that it would be almost stupid not to buy them. </span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinlkO2E6AZvRZnJdmSt7rUTkNbb2LY_igaMaHoGNF-Z6xUTtx5S8TycyIcc5R4fd4oJ0DLYgfzvFwzBCX8hN5S9JNdMGnhAkhfpr6Je_zfbzME_acJDxO5ErPNclLZvZWFnKki8idmnS4S/s171/get.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="170" data-original-width="171" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinlkO2E6AZvRZnJdmSt7rUTkNbb2LY_igaMaHoGNF-Z6xUTtx5S8TycyIcc5R4fd4oJ0DLYgfzvFwzBCX8hN5S9JNdMGnhAkhfpr6Je_zfbzME_acJDxO5ErPNclLZvZWFnKki8idmnS4S/s0/get.gif" /></span></a><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">They were 170 but the "Honey" app on my browser threw in a coupon and.....that made these shoes 90 bucks. I was sold. When I got them I noticed that the retail price was 525 dollars. I think the amount of money I saved was more braggadocious than anything else. A bitch loves a good bargain.. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Ya girl bought her first-ever luxury item-something I never ever thought I'd be able to do. Especially not in college. Me not socializing due to COVID has saved me a lot of money and I'm hoping to be an online-tutor if my schedule for school calms the fuck down. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">In my head as purchased these mules, something told, "This isn't the end. This isn't your last luxury purchase. You're able to work hard but have a lot of fun experiences". I don't know why my mind or whatever in the universe was telling me that... I don't know where my life is leading to exactly but maybe it was a sign that greater things are coming as long as I keep my head up and work very hard. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I don't mean particularly in a materialistic way but just in a, "fun experience" type of way. I enjoy nice things but I also want to travel and meet new people. Fashion is my hobby and it would be amazing to do and take things further in the future. A lot of the things I do aren't necessarily to flex but are things that honestly regardless if they're "high-end" or not fit me as a person. When everyone saw the Louies I bought, it wasn't the fact that I could afford Louies that was commented about, it was the fact that these were very such so my stye. I love a good throwback item. I love 2000s styles. I love bling even and that was even on the shoe. The design was so fun with the cherry blossoms on them. Plus, they were actually really unique. This wasn't the typical leather design. These were satin and had little bows on the toes even! So it was more like, "this fits your tastes really well" rather than "oh she can afford this lifestyle!" </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I know some people buy exclusively high-end brand and kind of flaunt it and that's just not my style. I just share whatever appeals to me and looks good. I don't think ever turn into that girl who just owned endless amounts of Chanel and Louie Vuitton. It ain't my style. lol. I like certain pieces but it's not what defines my style. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Bu yeah. Something told me I'll get to have a lot more fun experiences and "firsts" in the near future just as long as I keep doing what I am doing and keep wanting to progress and grow. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Speaking of the future, I think this is a good time to mention that around this time, I talked to my "major" advisor who told me that basically, COVID kind royally fucked over a lot of opportunities for volunteer educators. I can't drive so that also kind of limits me and my country also has this thing where having a Bachelors is not enough to become a teacher. You have to go to graduate school and teach for free. Without financial aid. Yes, I could get a loan but that's either going to tuition or rent not both and I can't be doing rent without tuition. Basically, I was backed into a rock and a hard space. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4qiiO-dUuYSxw7JTomKDU1adAB_f-Cr177IXhlJ_HbQGm20bSd8R1BTSWQFU3ew-Teknf2ulwK55QJmO1kTQZMNcwTTo2MkkiF8c88ezT4ALven6D5E0wFyBlWDvn9nhEqwg6TDYzxSp4/s160/studying.gif" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="160" data-original-width="140" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4qiiO-dUuYSxw7JTomKDU1adAB_f-Cr177IXhlJ_HbQGm20bSd8R1BTSWQFU3ew-Teknf2ulwK55QJmO1kTQZMNcwTTo2MkkiF8c88ezT4ALven6D5E0wFyBlWDvn9nhEqwg6TDYzxSp4/s0/studying.gif" /></span></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br />So, then I started asking about the TESOL certification program. Something that I can afford to do and something my childhood best friend participated in. I was told a lot of people resort to this instead of trying to teach in the United States. I was previously a Japanese major at my last university (and took four years of Japanese in high school) before I dropped out. I went into English as a major thinking it was more versatile than Japanese in regards to work. Not only that but I don't think you need a degree to pass the proficiency exam (N1-N3 I think?). SO...I guess that's what I am doing. </span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I graduate literally next year and have decided that instead of not getting paid here that maybe it's time to build a different life for myself. I love California and I probably wouldn't leave the state at all despite some of the setbacks here. I'm either leaving the country to staying here but right now, that doesn't feel possible especially given my lack of money. I looked into TESOL options and concluded I would be better off trying to live and Japan, even if it was temporary and just helping me pay off my student loans. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixpS1-gRYHd4iMNGjtM9axkSZh9FW7Tzf1MmHh-xoWGJtNJQMjD6s63K0xH8SBgcgOQw0dszjdON0KK3hx19lVr_o7ZiAQ1jocWBNqXAAUoBFOXs_fF9zwk6xckgQfZHkKySDamUe_5H4N/s166/traveling.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="146" data-original-width="166" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixpS1-gRYHd4iMNGjtM9axkSZh9FW7Tzf1MmHh-xoWGJtNJQMjD6s63K0xH8SBgcgOQw0dszjdON0KK3hx19lVr_o7ZiAQ1jocWBNqXAAUoBFOXs_fF9zwk6xckgQfZHkKySDamUe_5H4N/s0/traveling.gif" /></span></a><span style="background-color: black; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">,I've always wanted to go to Japan to visit. Never in my wildest dreams would I have considered living there but maybe this change of pace is good for me. First off, I need to live in an area where I don't need to drive in order to thrive. Secondly, I've always wanted to teach so teaching doesn't seem *that* bad for me, unlike others who use this type of job as a jumping off point into something else. Thirdly, if I really dislike it, my goal is to somehow scaffold off of the Japanese I do know and maybe try to get fluent enough to work in a different (and maybe even a more creative) field of work. I would love to do more pop culure-esque things to be involved in some type of Tokyo tourism or music and fashion work. I'm actually really passionate about those sorts of things but I don't know if I'd be barred as a foreigner and I know for a fact I need to be more fluent in order to obtain that line of work even if it were open to me. </span></span></div><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">TESOL regardless is a good start and I intended to be a teacher anyway. Yes, I appreciate literature a lot more than grammar but I think it's a good way to be an ambassador maybe? Maybe I'm fooling myself and will get annoyed but I'm trying to go into this with a positive outlook. I think during my weekends there I would like to walk around and take really need architecture pictures and fashion street snaps while being dressed up myself. I *love* cities and Tokyo just looks like a beautiful city. I feel like yes, it's probably cold because people are so caught up in their own lives but in another sense, I kind of don't mind that. I hate when people but into my business and I just kind of want to exist peacefully. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">SO.. 2021 is a really promising year for me hopefully. 2021, is my graduation year. 2022 will be when I leave for Japan hopefully. So a fuckton of change is coming my way and I'm really looking forward to it. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Without a doubt I'm nervous. I haven't been on a plane since I was 12 years old moving from Tennessee to California. I haven't been on a plan alone. I've never visited another country before. This is all going to be a completely new experience for me. I kind of want to vlog about my adventures there and really see if that area will feel like a second home to me for a little bit. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">It will really odd too to know that I'll be finished with school unless I am able to afford to pursue a masters degree. School has mostly been a consistent thing in my life. I quit for a little while and worked retail after dropping out and to be honest? I was absolutely miserable and felt like I couldn't do anything right..like ever. Putting myself back in school was literally the best decision I ever chose and I highly recommend it if you're unhappy with your current life circumstances. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Yes, I have loans. Yes, I'm worried about that. But to me, it's the price of a car. A car deteriorated in value but your education is (hopefully) something you can carry with you for forever. I'm often worried that I chose a useless major. I don't know what to do with my degree other than teach and I don't have a lot of experience in anything else. However, I'm awful at math and science. I can't code. My memorization skills are garbage no matter how hard I try to work on them (the game SpaceChannel 5 is my way of trying to improve my memorization skills). </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I don't know what I would do outside of English. A lot of people often say I should have gone to art school. That I am very artsy and creative. However, anyone I personally know that has gone into the arts has always gotten screwed over and instantly regretting that choice. Because of that, I've always been very afraid of pursuing anything creative and tried to get a practical degree instead. I've been encouraged by multiple people to go into fashion things and I've literally had a TA job lined up with the film department and have been told by two people I should have been a theater/film major by professors in which I've always retorted, "Are you willing to invest in that venture because I can't afford it". lmao. Also, I've always gotten multiple hints to go back into Japanese but my university only offers it as a minor and I rather try to learn on my own rather than fork out university tier money. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I definitely don't know what the future holds. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">What I DO KNOW is that I want to create more really sickening gyaru looks when I have time to do so. I was blog here more when I can. I want to create more videos. In general, I just want to create and have a good time in 2021. I know it's kind of scary to just up and say, "I want to make 2021 my year" given how fucking crazy 2020 has been. But I think I'm trying to say that 2021 is a year of immense change for me I feel. It's going to be the year I graduate and move onto a new chapter in my life. So it *needs* to be my year. There's so much paperwork and job application shit I have to do once this lockdown ends. I'm going to for sure be busy. I also want to spend as much time with my friends as I can before I just fly off to the other side of the ocean. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I'm sad, my time very much so limited with them.... I had a feeling I was going overseas beforehand but I thought I had more time given that the pandemic hadn't occurred yet. I thought I'd have a good full year with them rather than a few months if things ever go back to normal. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">In all, 2020 wasn't even THAT bad for me. And that's such a privileged thing for me to say because I know for other people it was been awful. I am so lucky in many ways that my year wasn't awful. There were some inconveniences in my year but honestly? It wasn't so bad. I made lemonade out of lemons and tried hard to really keep a positive mindset and be kind to myself. But I said, that comes from a place of privilege and I realize that. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">That's why I praying everyone has a very safe, healthy, happy, and fulfilling 2021. After how this year has been? Everyone deserves it. Be kind to yourself and be kind to others. Keep in mind that this era will pass. Nothing is ever permanent and that has definitely been something I've taken away from this whole experience. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, this blog is already super fucking lengthy but given that I had a whole year to cover, I guess that's understandable. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">I think this is the first "personal" post I've done in a while. I'll try to do more in the future and are much shorter than this. I promise. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">Happy holidays guys! Until next time~</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRIO_L71iMHE40EtxlQ9GUQ82L6ODNYp-mpJ9gvvbeVX-rGmak-hOtLpUZMf8KutA9Dqi6vkdI7XPDvNpmm-4hZazzWpTD8B-bIuTvPftKLfDQMVRcqRfNiF2YXRMAkbnntRh0XuiWX7oR/s480/Darla_Signature.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRIO_L71iMHE40EtxlQ9GUQ82L6ODNYp-mpJ9gvvbeVX-rGmak-hOtLpUZMf8KutA9Dqi6vkdI7XPDvNpmm-4hZazzWpTD8B-bIuTvPftKLfDQMVRcqRfNiF2YXRMAkbnntRh0XuiWX7oR/s320/Darla_Signature.gif" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: helvetica;">(also a huge thank you to Lizzie (from <span style="text-align: left;">https://www.hellolizziebee.com/) who made my amazing little signature. This so pretty and very me! -screams- Thank you again hun! I love this!</span></span></div><p><br /></p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-19876443555236847262020-11-06T06:56:00.031-08:002020-11-06T07:36:08.565-08:00I Created a Monster: The Truth<p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> I never thought that I would be actually writing about this. In detail. But here I am writing this because eventually, I felt like that not only did I owe others the truth but I also owed <i>myself</i> the truth. I need to free myself from the burden of just...carrying this. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">After much encouragement from a variety of different people since the beginning of this whole mess- I finally decided enough was enough and it was time for me to finally speak on the mess that I felt like I created. Enough people have wondered why I am still making gyaru content but left Papillon and the community. Others had been suspicious from the start and have been adamant about me telling my story. The truth. Unfiltered. I thought about making a video for this but I feel like I'd be refilling a million times to check my words and at least here I can kind of be mindful of how I say things. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">First and foremost though, I feel l like I owe everyone an apology for letting you all down. Papillon was supposed to be fun. Trust me, I had good intentions. It was supposed to be inclusive and not hurt other people. I felt like I created a monster. I've been told people have gotten hurt and that there were even lies told about me and my characters. Which is why I'm doing this to start with. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I also want to throw in a disclaimer that not everyone who worked on this project is problematic. There are some people who are a part of this who are great people and I loved working with them. There probably why I kind of just...left and let others keep it. It was for them. They were nothing but kind to me and others. That was the energy I wanted all the way through. There are only certain people who are bad apples in this bunch. I'm going to refrain from saying names but I will talk about everything else to where think you all will understand why I just up and left. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Papillon was a brainchild of mine for years. As an English major, I've always wanted to write for fashion magazines. However, my forte is in Japanese street fashion and there really isn't a market for that type of thing out in the US. I feel like in Japan, as a foreigner there would also be no sort of room for me to work in that industry unless my Japanese was superb. So, I kept the idea in the back of my head and once Koakuma Ageha had died for the second time, I entertained the idea of "Papillon" finally coming to life. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I want to first give some perspective on my intentions because I know a lot of people are unhappy with certain things. First off, it was meant to be a summer project. I thought that it was something I could work on between my breaks from school since I am a full-time student. The fact that the magazine had gotten pushed back to October was really difficult for me. Not only was this my first time *really* getting to interact and involve myself with the gyaru community but this was the first huge project that has ever been reliant on other people other than myself. At first, I thought this was a good thing. I think I even mentioned it in the magazine how I thought it was good that I wasn't super involved in the community because I had an outside perspective. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I'm very used to doing photography work and content creation. When I first met one of my members from my ex-gyaru circle, I took pictures that a good portion of the community loved. That is also why I thought I should act on my dream. What I had done in the past was very well received. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">However, I felt like others weren't as keen on the idea and I was so worried about it looking like I was talking out of my ass about a magazine that might not ever happen. We know how the community is. And that was my biggest fear was promising you all something that never happened. It was why I was such a bitch about deadlines. I wanted people to have faith in this. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It felt like a lot of people put off deadlines and slowly I was getting worried. I was about to move cities in August and I had been working non-stop on things without much of a break. I'd work on school work all day and Papillon during dinners-replying to messages and trying to get things in order. I was also worried about my photo editors at the time because that's a lot on them. It's a lot of hard work and there were definitely mistakes made. It was hard communicating at times and I grew busier the crazier that got. Some people really miscommunicated with me or were outright not good on their word. When I would ask for something sometimes I would even be neglected in terms of response. However, when someone of better social standing would ask they'd be replied to right away. That irritated me. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, I know for a fact, the cover was supposed to include all of you who attended Jubilee with me understanding that you all had a photographer. This was supposed to be way more inclusive because all of you were in one place all at the same time and that's an amazing feat as an international community. I grew frustrated that things like that suddenly were out of my control. So when I hear, "this isn't inclusive"-it's frustrating because the cover was supposed to have more of you. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I also want to verify that I had no say over the modeling process in full. I had left that up to two other people because I was worried about people feeling like I had too much control. I tried to keep the substyles kind of even knowing that while there was an old school boom, I didn't want it to be a ripoff of Egg. I wanted to be inclusive about other substyles. So, I picked two people to do sweet and hard styles. That was their pick. Not mine.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Also, yes people are selective. I get it. We wanted people consistent with their style and who had established it strongly. Not everyone has that but that doesn't mean they wouldn't become stronger in the future. That's just the truth. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">The only thing I had say in was Baby Gals. I had chosen those girls myself. I also need to clear up this misconception on "Baby Gals". It was never supposed to be a label. It was a section for a magazine and the fact that it became terminology for a new gyaru in the community shocked me. In a certain sense, it's cool that it was catchy enough to be caught on as lingo. But I can also see how it could be taken as a derogative term and that worries me. The gyaru I picked for this section were super well versed actually. It wasn't me labeling them. It was a selection I made based on how attainable their look was. I know some of you personally learn how to do gyaru from building up and going down. But some people like myself learn the other way, and it's much easier to understand gyaru if you're able to break down someone's outfit and it not be a million things. These were gals whom I felt were relatable regardless of how long they had been around. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I felt like nobody took Papillon seriously until a Japanese "gyaru-circle" got involved. Domain named were invested in and I got a little nervous. We were involving money and I didn't want this to be blamed on me if something went down. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">...I felt like this whole ordeal was bigger than me. People had gotten bigger than me on this idea to the point where I was slightly uncomfortable. This was supposed to be way simpler. I was thrilled certain things were involved but...I was nervous. Suddenly people were acting like we were so big and we had barely even debuted the first issue. I felt like we would be looked at the wrong way for not being humble. I wanted to eventually do some of the things that we had done...but not so fast. I wanted us to be around awhile and establish ourselves before taking on that type of venture. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I expressed my anxiety over this on a private post on my Instagram suddenly feeling pretty isolated. I did feel like people were doing this for the wrong reason. People were talking about sponsorships as if we had already established ourselves and that *is* a form of payment. That is like money. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Someone I trusted then went to express this to others who then ganged up on me on a chat and told me to step down from the magazine. They said I wasn't a good fit (how can I not be a good fit for the thing I came up with? lol). Between that them wanting to release another magazine during my midterms and this current energy...I knew I had to leave. This wasn't working for me and I felt like it had became way bigger and hardcore than I ever anticipated. All I ever got irritated with was people meeting deadlines and keeping to things that they said they'd do. That type of shit did stress me the fuck out. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Before all of this, once certain things were announced everyone wanted to be a part of it, and I wondered where the hell that energy was back in June. However, now everyone was in full force wanting to do things or be apart of it. People suddenly cared....</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Please understand when you message me or follow me only to be 'friends' with me because I'm the head of a magazine that it is <b>rude</b>. If you usually have nothing to do with me and suddenly I'm a beneficial friend to you-it's rude as fuck. I'm sorry but it irritated me. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">This also went on in my personal life. Sometimes I just wanted to hang out with people. Yet every discussion was about when people were getting their pictures back and the magazine. Or where people could find clothes. People sometimes only message me for those things and nothing else. It felt dehumanizing. I felt like I was a resource more than I ever was a friend or someone who genuinely liked me as a person. I'm a human being. Not gyaru google or a friend to build clout off of. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">This was the biggest struggle I went through during Papillon and it even made me kill off my gyaru-circle. I was hurt. I felt like I was only valued for what I could give you all and for not much else. I felt like me and no one vibed just to vibe. I felt like nobody genuinely liked the things I liked and if there wasn't a number or attention attached-would you still even do it? If you didn't have the validation of a follower count and community, would you still even do gyaru? </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">One thing I will always defend myself on is the fact that I have been gyaru for ten years. I didn't involve myself with the community but that didn't make me new to it. And if that's how you treat new people regardless-wtf? I get being wary about people treating this like a cosplay but it's another thing to treat someone like they're whatever just because they're not as well known. Especially when they genuinely like this shit and show that.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I had just decided things were safer by 2016ish only to realize when I got active that the community was still the same. It was still shitty. Just silently shitty and anyone's genuine concerns were immediately hushed up so it would seem like there weren't issues that there actually were present. If someone was more "influential" than you, suddenly you were told to shut up when someone was super out of line and that almost drove me away from the community to start with during this magazine process. I refused to be gaslit over something that was a genuine mistake. Something I apologized about repeatedly. When someone told me they'd kick my face in with a boot. That's <b>never </b>okay. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">To enable and insist to this person to then be a part of the thing they called a "charity" project during and after my departure also rubbed me the wrong way because it proved to me that a number mattered more than someone's moral and the truth. Not going to lie-that shit almost made me leave and also confused me after I left. Why suddenly the change of heart when you made it clear you didn't like this person? Why did this other person get involved after looking down on it? That's just hella suspicious. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">That gets me to another thing. There are definitely some people I was frustrated with during this process with the magazine among other things with just...people asking me for advice only to ignore it because I'm not as well known or whatever (why ask me then?). However, a lot of other people talked a lot of shit about some other people who they are now, best friends with. At least I left and was honest. I left because I didn't vibe with some of you or I felt like you were doing this fashion for the wrong reasons. These are people who have said so much shit about you to me behind your back and suddenly now that you have something they want-they're using you for that and acting like your best friend. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Which now gets me to why I'm even writing this post to start with. My name has apparently been slandered by some lying people and thankfully I've had proof to show otherwise. I have never once said I hated anyone (unless you've actually been nasty to me-then yeah I probably am not fond of you, but like...I have proof for those reasons too-it doesn't come out of nowhere/made up) and the fact you couldn't give someone a legitimate reason even shows you're talking out of your ass. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">This is sad as fuck because I've kept silent this entire time about my experiences with people. I left Papillon because there are people who aren't terrible in this community and I didn't want to spite them. However, now I see how certain people are being treated and how I'm being portrayed even now that I left. I thought my leaving would leave stuff peaceful because everyone basically got what they wanted. I didn't care if that made me the bad guy for being honest. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">However, what I won't tolerate is being accused of shit I didn't do or say. Get all the way fucked. Some ya'll act hella nice in front of someone's face until it doesn't suit you anymore. Some of you treat others like gyaru google and nothing more. Some of ya'll ended up getting a huge fucking head over a minor success. And this shit is why I left. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Another thing I want to express that I think is important. I've had no involvement since volume one. I left wanting some space and people kind of played this victim like I beat them or something. I needed space. I mentioned in my previous post how I was going through a lot. My dog died. I kept getting sick. I was getting bullied by my roommate for doing gyaru/being different to the point where it almost got physical. I was not in a good fucking place and needed to be left alone for a bit. I also needed to focus on my school work among all of this mess. That doesn't make you a victim just because I am avoiding talking to you so I don't fly off and say the wrong shit. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">And then to e-mail me insisting I should come back to announce that I left? No "hi, how are you holding up? " Instead I got, "We just need the Instagram because it has a large follower account." </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I was livid. These people did not care about me as a human being. Or even as a friend to just let me have my space or honestly let me come back around if I chose to. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">They wanted their clout and trust me, I was tempted to tell them to go build up whatever on your own because I did that, not you. That's certainly not the only time I've been not credited. There are full articles in that magazine that I proofread and almost re-wrote without any sort of credit. There's this misconception that a certain person isn't the one with the Instagram but me. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">No. They've had the Instagram since November. I haven't had anything to do with any of it since then and after I was told of something happening a bit back-I was worried that I would be associated with that Instagram when something like that would have never happened on my watch (trust me, I would have bothered you about it before release and threw the info in a word doc). </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">They reply to their own posts to make it seem like someone else and if that isn't a little suspicious/deceptive marketing to you all, I don't know what is. It's definitely something I wasn't and am not comfortable with. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">I've heard these people have an anti-bullying bullying group which makes no sense. Ignore those people rather than giving them the time of day. What a waste of time. Some of you just go around trying to educate people about a subject that I honestly feel like they're not genuinely into otherwise they wouldn't need to scream to the world that they're gyaru every minute. You should know if you are. You should also cite your sources before you fly off on certain subjects but that's a totally different discussion than this one. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"> A lot of the shopping information you all are getting(that people are getting credited for as being so brilliant) is coming originally from me because I told them how to do things and where to find stuff. I didn't have anyone show me. I figured it out on my own so I have no one to credit for that. At the time I thought it would be good to have gal friends. But then I realized this wasn't a sisterhood like I thought it would be. I felt like I was only good for finding things and for the magazine. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">This is my truth. Others may have theirs but this is mine. I left because I wasn't happy anymore and it made me almost stop doing gyaru because suddenly I had awful memories associated with it. It took me most of co-vid to realize that I could go back to my roots. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">For the first six years of me doing gyaru, I didn't have a community or anything else. Why did I need one to validate my existence now? It felt freer without one anyway. Yes, it's lonely not being able to gush about certain things but I got hesitant because it was me showing things without anyone reciprocating the info and showing me the things that they found. I realized that my friendships weren't reciprocated. Like I said mentioned, a lot of things I picked up on, I learned on my own. So I think my want from friends came from wanting to talk about the same things/have similar interests to kind of fawn over. It's different when it goes both ways you know?</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">With that being said, I'm quite happy now staying to myself. I'm kind of nervous involving myself given everything that's gone on. I had decided that if people truly liked me that they would seek me out rather than me find them. I feel like I'm always the bridge connecting people and I'm kind of tired of that if that makes any sense...</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">To end this off, as much as I don't want to spite the great people who do exist in this community; similarly to how some of ya'll can't handle the GGAs, ya'll can't handle a magazine without it going to your head or turning into a really intense competition. I understand questioning things. I even do occasionally. I understand being happy and wanting to share your accomplishments. But this is a whole different level of shit and I feel like it's a shame that something good can create something so bad... That absolutely never was my intention. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">It is people's choice whether or not they want to still be involved/or are involved in Papillon. I don't make that call. That weight of responsibility lays within other people's hands. I just wanted to tell my truth about the situation finally and lift this weight off of my chest. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: helvetica;">Anyway, if you've gotten this far, thank you for reading/listening. Like I said, this was at the insistence of some people who really thought I should tell my truth. I'm very anxious about posting this but I know it needed to be done.</span></p>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-52250507825891855322020-08-04T20:55:00.001-07:002020-08-05T12:52:57.209-07:00Why My Style is so Plain + What Happened?: Life and My Love/Hate Relationship with Gyaru<font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I often get told that my style isn't gyaru enough or extra enough sometimes and so, I'd like to maybe do a more personal blog entry this round on my mindset and intentions when it comes to my personal style and how it's kind of shifted over the years. I also want to touch on last year's love/hate relationship with the fashion because I've actually gotten a lot of DMs about that and how people are really confused on what the heck happened. I can't disclose everything but I can kind of give insight as to what circumstances lead to it because it's all kind of wild...</font><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">To start with maybe the more positive things before we delve into chaos: <br /></font><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I have long been into gyaru in my teens but wasn't brave enough to take the plunge into gyaru fashion because this was back when people heavily tanned and I just wasn't brave enough for that. Plus, I kind of liked being a ghost as strange as that sounds. I didn't know shiro gyaru existed back in those days! I don't even fully know how to explain how I got into gyaru because it kind of just followed me before I knew what the fuck it was. I wasn't exposed to manba/yamanba first or even Hime Gyaru. I was exposed to a lot of gyaru inspired looks done on celebs for j-dramas/magazines/PVs or references from manga series that sometimes aren't always labelled as gal but definitely include gyaru elements without screaming to the world it is that. I was exposed to Eurobeat through the Initial D series which eventually lead me into finding Para Para videos back before even YouTube existed... Thanks Kazzaa and BitTorrent. Lmao.</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">In all, my exposure to the fashion was very "Avex" oriented with some hints from manga and dramas on the side. I was super blessed to live near San Francisco. By the time I was in high school I was often taking the BART (the Bay Area subway system) to Japan Town-there they had a Kinokuniya and I really immersed myself into the magazines there. I was really into celeb culture at that time so I actually looked at a lot of visual kei and J-Pop magazines. I remember noticing Ayumi Hamasaki, Koda Kumi, and Namie Amuro often on the covers of the J-Pop ones. Popteen was really pretty but the fashion at that time was kind of plain to me? I dunno how to explain it but I was in a lolita/v-kei phase and didn't really see gyaru fashion as an intricately styled fashion at that time. This is before lashes were incorporated and circle lenses were a thing. And when I finally did see manba/yamanba/ganguro, I knew that the substyle wasn't for me at all.</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">It wasn't until I saw Koakuma Ageha that I really wanted to participate in gyaru. Beforehand I wanted to dress like celebs that def inspired gyaru but wore really gaudy fashion for PVs and lives. I thought Ayu and Namie were especially pretty. The girls in Para Para videos were also pretty to me but back then I didn't look into brands or anything. Mind you, this was back in the gyaru boom and I thought that the plain things was just how everyday Japanese girls dressed. Fancy things were for celebs (which is partially true but not ). Which I mean...to be fair...a lot of people who weren't normally into gyaru did buy from or were influenced by the 109 brands even if they weren't all out gal at the time. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Ageha made me want to participate because the fashion was really gaudy and intricate. They didn't tan. It was really make up focused with long eyelashes and big hair. It felt unattainable but attainable if that makes any sense... So by the time I was nineteen, I finally wanted to give it a try. <br /></font><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">When I first started participating in doing gyaru fashion I feel like my own clothes were quite plain but my makeup and hair were quite extra. I think in a way, that was my peak era. I was a fresh 19/20-ish, I was 114 pounds (the lightest weight I've ever been), and had a very limited budget. I super invested in circle lenses but most of my make up was drugstore and Daiso lashes stacked by 3. I'd also usually splurge on Got2B hairspray and had somehow gotten my hair to *work* for me. I think it's because it was shorter and I hadn't grown it out yet so it was easier to curl and work with because it wasn't so heavy. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">When I had very little to work with, it ironically made me the most creative. In my youth, I was really good at making something out of nothing. I think my weight and me being young also kind of helped because I could slide into discount clothes easily or shop at stores that kind of did have a one-size fits all demographic back in those days. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I didn't think about much other than perfecting my look while trying to figure out how to coordinate something that would look good. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Despite that, people often weren't very kind to me. Outsiders that is. My heavy makeup and lenses often confused them and people often felt entitled to touch my wigs or hair or need a reason for why I dressed the way I did. Men often felt especially entitled to talk to me and when I'd visit friends in San Francisco or where ever I never quite felt safe by myself made-up as I was. Personally, I've always felt like I've been a lone gyaru where there hasn't be the safety of a strength in numbers. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Funnily enough, I personally think my clothes weren't that extra or sexy back in the day. It was just the makeup and I'd often make a habit of hiding behind sunglasses so nobody would talk to me or be distracted by my eye makeup. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">As I grew older and more capable of getting my life slightly more together than it originally was, I finally was able to indulge in the clothes I fawned over. At first, I went ham and was absolutely extra. I was going to cons, fashion events, and concerts. The more out-there the better. I think this was around 21-22 that I really started indulging in the shit that I had liked for so long. It was a pretty fulfilling feeling to be able to finally buy things that you've fawned over for years. I was making up for lost time. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Keep in mind, when I was younger-it was still the recession. I lived in kind of a difficult area (and still kind of do) so it was really hard to do what I wanted in terms of just life milestones and gyaru. When I wasn't filling out a ton of job applications I was fawning over clothes I couldn't afford. So finally being able to wear things that I had wanted for years really hit me a different way. Even to this day, sometimes I just look at my closet and cry/feel very blessed because it's something I never thought I'd ever get to have to properly do. It's so petty but as someone who really loved this stuff, it means a lot especially when you've had to make sacrifices or save up. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">And with that being said, that was the thing. I never quite grew out of the stuff I liked despite fashion and trends changing. I just liked what I liked and I still think that stands pretty true even today. I just like really detailed clothing and accessories and sometimes that is where the "brand" appeal is for me. I've never done things because they're popular but because I've genuinely always liked it. My closet has never had a turnover rate and yet is busting at the seams because I have too much. It doesn't help that I've never chosen one specific substyle and dress according to my mood or where I'm going. A lot of people associate me with rokku and agejo because I do it the most-fair enough-but I like a lot of other substyles too. I just might not have a lot in my collection for that substyle or am waiting to get all of the proper pieces to make a cohesive coordinate. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Anyway, as I quit my retail jobs and decided to go back to school-my priorities slightly shifted. I had a little bit of a tighter budget and my purchases really had to count and be thoughtful. I wanted my style to be a little less high maintenance considering I'd have 8 am classes and would binge studying late into the night for math classes or for whatever else. Not only that but my community college was incredibly small and I really didn't favor being alienated when it came to group projects or whatever else. Regardless, I feel like I was *still* too extra for school but it's something I've compromised with and made peace with too. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">So when I started to look for brand items, it was less about being extra and more about items that I could dress up or down. That was really important to me because I really wanted to wear stuff I loved but I knew I couldn't just walk around in thigh high stockings, body con dresses with lace, and tiaras in my hair. I needed items that could double up-that I could dress up and down. Basically, I needed a style that was versatile. </font></div></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I also got sick of feeling like people were entitled to an explanation as to what I was doing. It bothered me to be rude (even if people were rude towards me) but it also was exhausting repeating myself or going into a lengthy explanation.</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I think I got into the habit of dressing for school. I also started going to less events. I know a lot of people would knock on me for dressing gyaru at a con or whatever. But to be fair, when I would go to a con or an event, there was usually a fashion event going on or a music thing and that was the whole reason I was going. Gyaru isn't a cosplay to me. However, I don't feel safe wearing my craziest things because I spend a lot of time alone or I don't want to burden my normally dressed friends who feel the need to protect me from unwanted attention. I also like reserving my best for events because I don't like wearing my everyday things to something where I want to show off. I want event outfits to be kind of special. I don't know if that makes sense...</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">But yeah, I started going to less events as I got older because there were fewer fashion events that I was interested in and not as many music things that catch my interest. However, when I *do* go out, I'd like to think I have nothing to prove to anyone. I'm capable of going all out. But my nicer stuff is meant to be special and for special occasions. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">At a certain age, you stop wanting to prove yourself or need that type of validation. I can see where there would be a misunderstanding in such when you tone your shit down. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Another reason I made my style as it was is because I wanted to be approachable/real. I feel like if I make my style more approachable the people who are possibly interested in it won't be taken aback. I can explain my clothes are from Japan or Japanese fashion influenced and then show them a picture of what it's based on where it gradually builds up into showing crazier things if someone is interested enough/researches on their own. I find that people are a lot nicer to me if they can relate to what I'm doing (though this changed later on but we'll get into that in a bit). </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Honestly, when I was organizing Papillion, the point of Baby Gals wasn't because the gals chosen were actually baby gals. If anything some of them were quite seasoned and I adored their style (and still do). It was the fact that their style was a really good way to get new gals into the fashion because their style was super approachable but really unique to me. I felt like that worked for me in outside situations and it would be a really good addition. Plus sometimes you don't wanna look 100% wild and crazy. Sometimes you just wanna look nice and have the influences in there without the hassle. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I feel like sometimes people forget that when you're going all out on your style-it can be intimidating to outsiders and there's a disconnect. Sometimes the people interested don't know where to begin or have the resources. It's one thing to write/or say what to do to someone but it's another thing to show and exemplify it so it's easier to connect to. Yeah, you can share Japanese gals in a magazine but Westerners can't relate to that as a reference because the makeup is tricky as is the hair and finding the right resources. That was definitely why Baby Gals was a thing. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Baby Gals for me was a cute label/name for approachable gals for the magazine rather than a label for the girls' skillset. I feel like the same goes for myself but I feel like I weave in and out of being extra. I'm capable but I reserve it for specific things and sometimes I just don't feel safe enough to do so. If I'm more approachable the easier it is to have conversations with others. I've had a lot of potential gals back in the day reach out for help and I was always happy to help within reason. I get hesitant in terms of where to find things because omg my resources being dried up (some shit you just gotta keep secret lmao) but with makeup or basic styling tips, I'm very happy to help. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Also in terms of my style personally, I'm also getting older and as I've gotten older, the less I can get away with sadly. I'm turning 29 in September and I almost feel like a granny in this fashion. There's a lot of gyaru who retire well before my age. I've even been told I'm pretty juvenile to still be participating in the fashion and don't dress my age. It's a little disheartening to hear but I try to keep my spirits up. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">How I see it is-I'm not married. I don't have kids. I don't intend to have either in my life. I'm really focused on myself currently as selfish as it sounds. And dressing up makes me happy. It's an anti-depressant of sorts. It helps get me through my days because instead of worrying about my life (I still do but maybe less) I get to worry about what I'm wearing tomorrow and what type of makeup I'm about to experiment with. It's really helped relieve my stress until shit actually started stressing me out... </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Which gets me into what happened a year ago....and how I kind of left but came back to gal..or kind of never left depending on who you are and how you see it..lmao Some people are very kind and have insisted I never left-that I just took a break to do my own thing. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Almost a year ago, I fell out of love with gyaru for a moment due to a couple of different reasons. Mainly due to how the community functions. I don't know if I'll ever truly get into that subject but shit happens and I wasn't happy and mostly irritated and upset a lot of the time behind the scenes. lol. There are a few really nice people who are well-meaning people in the community and honestly that's what kind of kept me around. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">There was also this stress over some internalized pressure to always be extra. Being a part of a magazine and being the first brainchild that ended up internally creating this need to be like...on point-because you're one the faces of it. Same went with being a part of circle and leading both of these things. I feel scared to not be always on my A-game...and it got exhausting. I don't know how to explain how that happened but it was a thing. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Like I even got to the point where I felt like my Instagram feed needed to be planned out and filtered perfectly. That I needed to post frequently and be as glam as I possibly could be because everyone else around me posted that way and now I have this responsibility attached so I need to look the part. I kind of went against my own damn article and at some points; I felt like I was lying to readers about how things are in general. I'm being a bit vague for the same of having peace but it just didn't feel authentic and that sucked... And it was basically due to the company I kept because when you hang around people enough sometimes you pick up their habits and what works for them doesn't always work for you. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Doing gyaru not only got exhausting for me but it also got downright got scary. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Scary you ask? Why yes. Another reason why I grew to hate gyaru was because I had been bullied... Something that kind of triggered PTSD within me because I thought shit like that got left at the door at high school. And even in high school-you'd go home and wouldn't follow you and you'd have possibly a sense of peace for an evening at least. Suddenly I realized that high school was tame when bullying doesn't get left at adolescence and can be so extreme to where mine followed me to my home...</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Almost a year ago, I moved to a different city to attend university and restructure my life. I was really looking forward to it. I had kind of lived according to how my family expected me to with not much outside socialization at times. I was really excited to go to physical classes instead of online ones. I was excited to be in a city that was a destination where friends would actually be willing to travel to hang out with me. I was really looking forward to living my life how I wanted to. I lived with four other girls on my university campus. Something that I was definitely nervous about. I have a track record of girls not liking me in general. I've always gotten along with boys better than I do girls for some reason and yet I never feel safe around boys fully based on the fact that I never know if they only want a friendship with me and that's usually all I want and am looking for. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Anyway, one of my roommates was pretty outgoing. I really thought I'd get along with her because she seemed really extroverted the first day I moved in. However, that took a very sudden shift about a week into living in the dorms. I've always been really good at suspecting foul play against me (it's like I have spidey senses when I know someone is talking shit about me lmao. like..I just know) and just didn't have a good feeling about my living situation. I hated to make assumptions but my instincts ended up being way more than correct. My rather conservative roommate had made my way of dressing and acting her business. Being extra suddenly risked my safety. For a while, I had been secretly ganged up when I had first arrived there and made to feel immature and incompetent based on my love for alternative fashion. My kindness was mistaken for stupidity and weakness. I couldn't trust anyone and often locked myself in my own room. I had to study anyway-I had a pretty overwhelming workload as an English major and I just didn't feel safe or like I could truly be myself in the place I lived. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">It was a difficult adjustment on campus because I did a lot of things alone and felt pretty alienated when it came to eating in the dining commons or just doing basic things and seeing a lot of other people with their friends. I didn't quite have that and people weren't so nice. lmao. It was really discouraging my first semester but I would always remind myself that I wasn't here to make friends. I was here to get my long overdue degree and get the hell out of here. Fuck making friends. Keep your eye on the prize.I often overworked myself due to not socializing too. When I wasn't working on my massive school workload, I was trying to catch up with magazine stuff or circle stuff or whatever else for my own SMS. For a month or two...I don't think I just ever took a break. Even when I socialized outside of campus I felt guilty for doing so knowing I had to study. I still did very well fall semester but it was just me overworking and not realizing I was...? I was probably doing so because I was unhappy and trying not to think about it via working hard hoping everything would pay off in the long run. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Eventually, my being isolated without a support system lead to this girl taking joy in making me fear her knowing she could do whatever and not have anyone defend me fully. Eventually, she tried to actually fight me one day when it was just me and her there. I won't describe how fully but trust me, it really shook me up because it was a pretty abnormal situation where I would have least expected someone to come at me. I was getting ready to go to class and suddenly I thought about skipping because I was afraid to be there alone with that person and be out of my room. This was ridiculous. It was suddenly hindering my studies. All because I was different and tried to avoid someone/give them their space. I was afraid to be alone with this person in the place I lived in. It was one thing for people to be shitty to me outside of my home but it was another thing when I couldn't even be myself or be vulnerable inside of where I lived... I tried to rectify the situation with higher up people because it was affecting why I was in school but I was disregarded and I had to kind of just..deal with it. I'm not a fighter and never will be. I highly dislike confrontation so actually being cornered to physically fight would have really sucked. Matter of fact, I probably would have gotten in a worse situation than I already was is because this roommate was training to be a cop/volunteering at a station and we know how that goes-at least within my country. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I was scared shitless and I am almost afraid to openly talk about the situation but I think as long as I don't disclose names, I'll be okay. I'm trying to get the courage to talk about this because I felt really alone in this situation and I'm hoping by telling my story, that maybe another university student or a gyaru in college who might encounter the same situation will feel less alone. I went through it as an older adult and it was hard. It was frustrating being disregarded or talked to like a child when I had every right to feel concerned. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">It's definitely a very large reason why I suddenly was afraid to be myself or do anything that would make me a larger target. Suddenly wearing make up the way I wanted to and dressing up nicely felt scary in real life and felt like a chore on the internet based on everything that went on with projects and a comm surrounding the hobby. It just made me feel self-conscious for liking the shit I liked because I was made to feel like it was crazily abnormal and that I should be ashamed for liking things... </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I'll be honest, I was so devastated and even went through an identity crisis. It feels stupid to ask who I was or what did I have to look forward to outside of gyaru... But that was the truth. Around this time when I had moved-I had dealt with an eye infection the first weekend of moving to Sacramento (something that had never ever happened to me before), a finger infection the next week after this episode-another thing I've never ever had happen and literally thought I had to go to the ER for the first time in 20 years of my life (I was convinced Sacramento was trying to kill me :') ). And then I had a difficult class I was placing hella time into and the time I was throwing is wasn't reflecting my grade. That hit my pride pretty badly considering I was an A student when it came to English subjects. To make matters even worse, my dog of twelve years died right before my birthday and I was in a completely different city when it happened. My friendships also changed around this time. There's more to this situation that I'm talking about on here but basically-my priorities had to change in order to survive and that's on more levels than you all will ever know. This was all on top of the bullying situation and the adjustment of moving cities all by myself (which I know people do that all the time but hey, it takes me a minute to adapt to change) ...</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">And here I was feeling all of this stuff about a fashion that was my anti-depressant beforehand. Gyaru had been my way of self-medicating and suddenly I hated it based on me not feeling safe and horrible about a lot of different situations associated with gyaru. In an instant- I didn't have my coping mechanism that had often made me feel a little happier. If I ever felt sad, I'd play with makeup or focus on planning out a really cool outfit for the next time I went out. I felt like I lost my love for that and kind of didn't have the luxury anymore... </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">SO...I toned down. I stopped dressing up. I kind of...conformed sadly. I still wore makeup but often wouldn't wear my brands or throw on eyeliner. There were days I would only do my eyebrows and foundation. I'd even go out with friends without makeup on and would feel naked or not like myself. I wouldn't want people to like...look at me. Gyaru beforehand had been a huge confidence booster for me. I have pretty awful skin problems and I'm not the prettiest person in general. It makes it hard to me to be outgoing or extroverted due to my self-consciousness. Instead of complaining about all of my shortcomings like I used to in my teenaged years-I decided to become proactive and pursue gyaru in order to fix the things I didn't like about myself. It's a shitty clutch, I know but it had helped me beforehand so much. And suddenly I really wasn't happy doing so but I didn't know what I was happy with anymore. I didn't feel like myself fully but the fashion felt exhausting and brought up a lot of awful feelings. I was conflicted. I really thought about retiring from the fashion all together last year. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I used to never understand why some of my older friends would leave J-Fashion entirely and tone down. Especially when they were at their peak. They were so good at what they did and were doing so much..I just didn't get why they'd leave all of that behind after loving it so much. That was until I started becoming more active myself. Then I <i>totally </i>understood how you could fall out of love with the thing you loved once you were way more active and involved with other people. It suddenly made sense. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">But somewhere in me didn't really wanna leave... I still loved it but I hated a lot of the mindset around it and I hated how outsiders treated me due to it. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">My first semester at my university passed. I had survived and I was really determined to make 2020 a better year for me and to be fair, I had started off this year right. I tried to start with a different mindset. Especially since it was a new decade. 2019 had a lot of growing pains. The last ten years have been wild for me. I wanted to happier more than I was sad. Especially since moving created a huge lifestyle change for me and honestly-things were slowly looking up. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Thankfully my really bad roomie moved out and I felt a little safer. Not all the way but...much better than I had been. I went to a concert, treated myself to VIP tickets, dressed up for the first time in what felt like was forever, and felt good about it. And other people are insanely nice to me that whole night which was a breath of fresh air after being nitpicked for months or being made to feel like a child. I also got a much calmer roomie situation when I went back to school and was adapting a lot better during the spring semester. Things were going insanely smooth. Like..suspiciously smooth because it never goes that way for me. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">And then...COVID happened. Of course, the world would implode as soon as I finally get settled. That's such a "Darla" thing to happen! lmao. I know everyone's in it together but for real, the irony of my life is usually there's absolute chaos going on even when good things are happening (and I never quite get my moment because of the chaos in the background or it interrupting it completely) so when it was going really good/peacefully for a moment-I'm not gonna lie, I was really suspicious and low a behold-the bad thing happened (of course it would lmao). That gut instinct man... </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">However, I'm really glad that I kind of prioritized my closer friendships around this time because if I had just focused on the magazine or whatever else-I really would have missed out on time with them and even now I miss them terribly. If there's one thing about leaving my projects that I don't regret-it's spending more time with my friends outside of gyaru. Because for a while, anytime we hung out it felt like it was circle meet or magazine related and they got neglected for a while... I'm glad we got to spend time just hanging out without anything looming over it other than my stressful living situation. Usually, we all had our own problems and vented them out at karaoke as you do...</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"> I'm also glad that having more time on my hands really made me reassess my feelings about gyaru fashion. I've come to a conclusion on it all because I've had time to think because shit slowed down...</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I think..people are allowed to have a hobby and enjoy it. Some people feel that gyaru is a lifestyle. For me, it's a hobby for me more than anything and an anti-depressant. Something to look forward to when I have the time and energy to do so. I enjoy dressing up but it's unrealistic to do it every day. Maybe I'm more of an enthusiast than a full-on lifestyler. And you know what....? I think that that's okay.</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">It sneaks into what I'm interested in even when I'm not dressed up. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">You can like something and not have to need validation that you're enough. You can be passionate about something and not involve yourself with others. Which...that part is hard to talk about and it's something that gives me anxiety to really open up on via the internet because I've kept a lot of these opinions and feelings to myself for almost a good six months to a year.</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Basically, when I began to make gyaru content again I was really worried that there would be a huge stink about it. Like okay, here she is making gyaru content but isn't part of the community anymore. I was afraid of really putting myself out there because I was being really introverted and what I was doing was kind of contradicting. I was making content for a community or for people who liked stuff-but I wasn't really interacting or involving myself fully anymore. I was afraid to and still am due to some reasons.</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I think I've come up with an answer to all of this- not that I owe anyone that but here it is: </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I enjoy making content. I love filming videos and wearing make up. I like sharing it with the internet. It's mainly to occupy my time now that I have some (ha! we'll see how well that goes once I'm back in school in a few weeks lmao) and I also do it because I love gyaru and J-Fashion in general. I no longer care about numbers or about how much feedback I'm getting from what I'm posting or making. I'm not leading shit anymore so it makes it a little less stressful. I do shit when I get the time to. If I don't get around to being consistent? That's okay. No pressure. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I'm mainly doing it for me and if others are along for the ride? That's fine too. I'm making the content I wish I had when I had first started and when J-Fashion content was incredibly scarce. Nowadays, the internet is flooded with different things but I'm glad to be a part of the vastness. And in terms of the magazine, even though I left, I'm glad that people have stuck by it and have something to look forward to. Especially in trying times like these. However, the community and the mindset around it just wasn't for me. I didn't feel happy within it. I realized that just because you like the same things as others doesn't always mean you vibe well. And that's okay too. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><b>I had to take the things out that were making me unhappy in order to do the thing that made me happy.</b> Gyaru makes me happy but doing it for myself makes me the happiest. Whether it's extra enough or on-trend enough or whether or not I can't Para Para or tan or if my follower count is up to par....none of that matters. For a while? I got caught up in it. Because I was leading shit and it felt like everyone else around me cared about their analytics and how often they did things. I realized it wasn't the fashion that made me unhappy. It was the mindset around and what lurked outside of that realm via my roommate that did. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">COVID helped me fall back in love with it because ironically when you're by yourself you have a fuck ton of time to think about shit. Life suddenly slowed down and I realized how much I missed dressing up and how much I missed writing about J-Fashion. Yes, I could have done normal-style make up videos but I've been doing my make up this way for a good portion of my twenties and it's hard to get out of the habit and I actually enjoy doing it. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I just enjoy doing it my way. For me, myself, and I. If it inspires or helps others along the way? Fine. Then we're in the ride together. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I just wanted to be more raw and authentic to who I am. Even if it was ugly or boring or whatever. I didn't want a carefully filtered feed. I wanted to be a diary and show that my life wasn't always glam or whatever else. That I had moments where I wasn't but when I did-I went hard and did it with love rather than internalized obligation. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I just wanted to be person. I didn't want people to like me or only reach out to me because I was a circle leader or a part of magazine they wanted to be a part of. I wanted people to talk to me because they liked who I was a person and because they liked what I did-not what I was associated with. I don't know if that makes sense but I definitely felt that way at a point in time... My life isn't fun or glamorous or anything like that most of the time. It's really chaotic and stressful at times but I hope be becoming more transparent sheds light onto what happened. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I don't expect people to take kindly to me talking about any of this. I'm pretty scared to say anything but I've gotten questions on some things lately via my DMs or comments on vids and I felt like it was necessary to just...throw my viewpoint out there and be a real person who went through some shit for a bit. I hope that's okay and I hope that moving forward that it can be okay to be who I am, as I am...and just...live and do what I love when I feel like I have the energy to do so. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">If you've read this far, thank you? This is probably lengthy and monotonous and I appreciate the time taken to read it all.</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Until next time guys... Stay safe and well. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><br /></div></div>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-26164648663309407272020-07-28T07:50:00.003-07:002020-07-28T08:41:57.716-07:00How to Make Liz Lisa Look Gyaru! A LL Reminisce: What the Hell Happened? <div class="separator"><font face="verdana"><br /></font></div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">I made a video on my YouTube previously talking about my deal with himekaji and the misunderstandings that come with himekaji-but I thought I would update it via a blog post because I feel like I am much more cohesive in writing than I am in a video. Plus, I have new information on this topic that I would like to add in hopes that if I use references and explain this will be way more helpful. </font><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">So first off, let's get into the biggest part: <b><i>Hey Darla, I'm wearing Liz Lisa, I'm wearing brand-how is this not gyaru?</i></b></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0E6A1R7gIRsnRNT5mtGGrb0dnCHeO7ZT9Tdjvd1PwMESv-g3bZLgxjRmQP2RF2zZRLq0f8eTnrrOAqI9RESZwaWtaMa2-kdaKUZbyA8Xiqtrq3MeLWZpePswAXgLqzBykloiI5U2BHm6R/s320/20090330_169962.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0E6A1R7gIRsnRNT5mtGGrb0dnCHeO7ZT9Tdjvd1PwMESv-g3bZLgxjRmQP2RF2zZRLq0f8eTnrrOAqI9RESZwaWtaMa2-kdaKUZbyA8Xiqtrq3MeLWZpePswAXgLqzBykloiI5U2BHm6R/s0/20090330_169962.jpg" /></font></a></div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Well, reader, it depends on <b><i>*how*</i></b> you're wearing Liz Lisa. Let's start off me defining what himekaji is. Himekaji is a substyle of gyaru that appeared in the mid-00s. Himekaji stands for "Casual Hime" or in English "Casual Princess". That could be defined in a lot of different ways now considering people kind of have separated the substyle from gyaru but I'd like to say himekaji is gyaru and what Liz Lisa puts out<b> now</b> is its own thing. It can be princessy and can sometimes be used for gyaru but I'll actually get into how that can be done in a minute and mind you, it can only be done I feel with specific pieces. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">I have a Dec 2006 Popteen and it's a lot more casual but really girly. There's fur, glitter, and crushed velvet literally everywhere on the pieces. It's kind of a gem because I wish I could find the older bags, accessories, and dresses because they're adorable and might have been the first small step into hime without it being the OTT casual hime shit we are aquired to. I'm not sure if the infamous floral prints were incorporated yet during this time but skirts had denim with lace, too the knee boots, and tops had lots of ruffles or embellishments. I wouldn't fully call this peak himekaji as it was just hyper-feminine gyaru because I don't think there was a focus on prints, big hair, or big hair. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Anyway, my theory is: in the mid-00s Hime Gyaru was getting a bit of notoriety from what my research via media things shows me but brands like Jesus Diamante and La Parfait were either too extra for everyday wear or other people's cases? Too unattainable. A lot of people liked the princessy look but wanted a simplified version that was affordable and less over the top. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Before this, Liz Lisa had a label called Liz Lisa Cruz that was very casual and mean casual: Think turtle necks and jeans. So I'm not sure if Liz Lisa fully went that round in the very early 00s (it's hard to find super vintage LL so I can confirm this) but basically, around the mid-00s they started getting really cute and and very gyaru. So I dunno if that's some insight...</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnuOCxUCeKYO070daX2LAUkxef-DjDix4V7jkhnUrRwR1hWOyHMX5s1HGFPpRzClH_IPG_ixIXZxo5o_Xef9-ron2iTPfbGh6ctaA_JI2BGFhncInU7FLJTls6o2yNXQtjLzz7LyWyf9fI/s1202/Screen+Shot+2020-07-28+at+5.14.03+AM.png" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="881" data-original-width="1202" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnuOCxUCeKYO070daX2LAUkxef-DjDix4V7jkhnUrRwR1hWOyHMX5s1HGFPpRzClH_IPG_ixIXZxo5o_Xef9-ron2iTPfbGh6ctaA_JI2BGFhncInU7FLJTls6o2yNXQtjLzz7LyWyf9fI/s320/Screen+Shot+2020-07-28+at+5.14.03+AM.png" width="320" /></font></a></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Bringing this up reminds me that Liz Lisa as a brand has actually gone through many phases and I don't think is limited to pure floral print OTT himekaji. They had a boho phase as well that people can recall quite vividly at one point in time. Honestly in my opinion, what truly made the brand gyaru was how <b>*adult* </b>it was. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Despite Liz Lisa's cute flair to everything, back in the day Liz Lisa felt more age inclusive. It was a brand teens could wear and feel stylish or even grown up in. But women in their 20s didn't feel left out because there were many pieces that were cute and sexy. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Eventually, Liz Lisa hopped onto the princess hype from what a theorized and it was insanely possible. Broke bitches could be princessy and rich bitches could have outfits to wear to the grocery store.</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcJ1ozyLgt-ZWZP2cgQBo75SQazW6ZXxLirb2-S9WY5R8G9OqVn2ddrp5c9Tt9slmwSZNPbDTSZitZbIasjrGx7xVnO8j3re1UFmJXLuTMRDMTLDsBWeZco2DpJqfyCvJivmFw4e2XWVrP/s480/15007059.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcJ1ozyLgt-ZWZP2cgQBo75SQazW6ZXxLirb2-S9WY5R8G9OqVn2ddrp5c9Tt9slmwSZNPbDTSZitZbIasjrGx7xVnO8j3re1UFmJXLuTMRDMTLDsBWeZco2DpJqfyCvJivmFw4e2XWVrP/w213-h320/15007059.jpeg" title="boho LL" width="213" /></font></a></div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">And that's what make gyaru and him wear blend with what Liz Lisa already was and then made himekaji. To note, there are other brands at this time that also could be himekaji or really feminine fluffy gyaru wear that isn't Liz Lisa. You just have to know which brands those are and what works. For example, Cecil McBee had a himekaji phase as much as they had an agejo one. You just have to sift through enough shit to find it. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">So let's talk about <b>clothing and eras: </b></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><b>Past </b>Liz Lisa: You either showed some leg or some arm. You didn't cover both. Most pieces highlighted the thigh/leg area especially. It wasn't a modest brand per say. It was what gyaru was. Gyaru don't give a fuck about cleavage, bare arms, or legs (when I mean leg I mean above the knee and sometimes mid-thigh). That's the point. That's what made it <i>adult. </i></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black; clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN-WPwgsd4W2kiSQ5zEHSwyTvHhZsYRNJ2MnQRFx03IdFWwMh-WBB4ilH5Ll842tUVGg80-UgPEnoildARPOHVdsT-2aorq9aL7RSTNHNtHJLE4teYnKBV7_AUqGO3T_rhDLzRAqGh33H_/s750/15965574_1314455605284041_698999310262722603_n.jpg" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;">If you had a maxi dress on? Your arms were bare. If you arms were covered in the winter-you sported thigh highs/knee boots with a mini skirt or a dress. Usually, coats even would be as fluffy as they were glamorous. It was sexy, fluffy, and cute. </a> (I don't know why this is underlined and blue-it's staying that way-my blog is being weird .__.) There was just a way it was pulled off that didn't look so....childish? Now if I tried to wear most Liz Lisa especially with gyaru make up I'd look like a mom trying to fit into her kid's clothes that were too young for me (ha, that's probably shit I already do but..:') we're not here to completely demean my tastes now are we?). </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="an example of sexy Liz Lisa without florals but lace. Legs and arms are showing. The make up and hair is on point." border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN-WPwgsd4W2kiSQ5zEHSwyTvHhZsYRNJ2MnQRFx03IdFWwMh-WBB4ilH5Ll842tUVGg80-UgPEnoildARPOHVdsT-2aorq9aL7RSTNHNtHJLE4teYnKBV7_AUqGO3T_rhDLzRAqGh33H_/w256-h320/15965574_1314455605284041_698999310262722603_n.jpg" width="256" /></font></div><div></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black; clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">So that gets us to <b>Current Liz Lisa</b>: It's fluffy and cute but they took out the sexy factor and that is crucial for gyaru. You don't have to tan or even do your hair up super big-<b>you just gotta dress sexy and have the makeup down. </b>Without those factors, it's hard to really call it gyaru and throwing gyaru on with the current LL is strange though can be done with slim pickings. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black; clear: right; display: inline; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN-WPwgsd4W2kiSQ5zEHSwyTvHhZsYRNJ2MnQRFx03IdFWwMh-WBB4ilH5Ll842tUVGg80-UgPEnoildARPOHVdsT-2aorq9aL7RSTNHNtHJLE4teYnKBV7_AUqGO3T_rhDLzRAqGh33H_/s750/15965574_1314455605284041_698999310262722603_n.jpg" style="clear: right; display: inline; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;">I think around 2012 honestly is when Liz Lisa's demographic started shifting. I even bought into it without being wary that *my* Liz Lisa that I had adored since I was a teenager was about to be murdered with a baby rattle. 2012 was the year of the peter pan collar when it came to fashion trends, hair was getting simpler, prints were getting pastel-er, and even Popteen was changing-to my shock and heartbreak is was a totally different magazine in 2013. It wasn't gyaru at all. It was just...a teen magazine-as it was always meant to be honestly. </a>Oddly they were calling this shift 'otona' which loosing is a style term for "mature or adult" but this looking nothing like adult wear. It was just....babyish and plain. It was weird seeing Kumicky and Pikarin without fucking eyelashes hitting their brown bone. I didn't feel like gyaru without those big ass circle lenses staring into my soul. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Despite the term "otona" being thrown around, Liz Lisa started getting cuter and less adult looking thus, isolating adults from its market. Of course, Liz Lisa has tried to fix this various times with brands like Peindere (?) and Emma. Each one tried to cater to "adults" but weren't very fun and were actually quite boring. There was nothing memorable about them. Hence why those sub-labels were killed off much faster than more popular sister brands like Tralala (Liz Lisa princessy younger sister label) and Liz Lisa Doll (the dark badder bitch of a sister brand-think studs and plaid without being full on rokku). </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Ironically, Tralala and Liz Lisa Doll were very gyaru at one point. Tralala bit the dust soon after the Sailor Moon collab I assume it's because it got too cutesy and plain. Something that ironically bled into the actual Liz Lisa label. But they went all out princess at one point and was an amazing alt to hime gyaru if you-once again-find the right shit.</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcYG2hy0sDft9HcWNe_R2YUpfeXc1A_WDEwOujHlBjBElEy2aQgW9EAoNyAPxiTSu8veqH-IvU2J1zNLGRVmd7eCEkXulf9m1gpjih5gGnmaPNz7a4AxIraJ-B9y2LLbSXnOYzrEoZBkJ_/s750/bc95f55fc85c0bddc49c2ebf4ab6d7cf.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="750" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcYG2hy0sDft9HcWNe_R2YUpfeXc1A_WDEwOujHlBjBElEy2aQgW9EAoNyAPxiTSu8veqH-IvU2J1zNLGRVmd7eCEkXulf9m1gpjih5gGnmaPNz7a4AxIraJ-B9y2LLbSXnOYzrEoZBkJ_/s320/bc95f55fc85c0bddc49c2ebf4ab6d7cf.jpg" /></font></a></div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Speaking of unlabeled Liz Lisa was so popular at one point that they had a room wear and home line and make up that was appealing with 3-D decorative packaging that gave Jill Stuart and Anna Sui a run for its money. If this didn't prove that the brand was age inclusive (and appealed to gyaru) then I don't know what does. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Liz Lisa began to narrow down to just it's own label and experiment some occasionally. They killed their lamb mascot for My Melody which also lead to a sub-brand that I think was featured in Sanrio associated stores called LizMelo (which was supposedly cheaper than Liz Lisa? Not sure, I never bought LizMelo-I only felt a friend's piece she bought and it felt and looked lower quality than LL) ...but as cute as My Melody is (and how it definitely has HimeGyaru potential). </font></div><div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">I suspect that Liz Lisa also having an audience associated with Popteen kind of killed it-or at least killed its glory days. It also made Okarie's Ank Rogue line shift. And now Ank, Liz, and Ma*rs pretty much are overlapping and looking the same at times and I'm direly wishing that Ma*rs will snap out of it and utilize on the fact that Y2K is popular with the kids and they could bring out some casual bad bitch barbie realness with bling to set them apart from these rival brands catering to look like they're 12. </span></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWLe2jOSSTHOkCD6xWY-_QqAMcKDvP14yE56Ez0CWRJZiZ78W-qzrzLxDaNIfsCrOXK7wM9s6YMLl009vtByI6WO_oPFSUXCRP_29LiE4F5KxSRUPq7bIbcIN-8I8Q_fDwf9ePXS40TUWS/s268/images+%25281%2529.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="188" data-original-width="268" height="294" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWLe2jOSSTHOkCD6xWY-_QqAMcKDvP14yE56Ez0CWRJZiZ78W-qzrzLxDaNIfsCrOXK7wM9s6YMLl009vtByI6WO_oPFSUXCRP_29LiE4F5KxSRUPq7bIbcIN-8I8Q_fDwf9ePXS40TUWS/w419-h294/images+%25281%2529.jpeg" width="419" /></font></a></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">I know a lot of people say Liz Lisa has went the lolita route and I could definitely see where people are also getting that from considering that they've released print pieces. It's like they went casual lolita at some points rather than casual hime gyaru and I direly wish there was a separate name for it so there would be less confusion. Like even Axes Femme looks more adult with the fun intricacy that appealed to people than whatever the fuck LL is throwing at us.</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">This also doesn't mean that during Liz Lisa's peak gyaru era that normal-looking girls also didn't wear LL. They for sure did. I just think Liz Lisa was known for being a gyaru brand. It being in 109 kind of solidified that. But even now, is 109 even associated with gyaru anymore? I don't think so. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">I think where there was confusion in the West is over the fact that Liz Lisa peaked as its gyaru era was phasing out. Some of us only got to see a glimpse of Liz Lisa when it was gyaru-late 2009-2012ish (if that even counts). That's a super short frame of time. And if you were lucky to see Liz Lisa around 2004-2008-then bitch, why didn't you save your stock photos? Because I have a need and Tumblr ain't doing it. :') I vaguely fucking remember trying to load up their page in 2008/2009 and basically gave up looking at shit because I was in high school broke and torturing myself with shit I couldn't get. I think a lot of people like Liz Lisa but when you're new, you don't look into substyles deeply. You think: okay manba/yamanba is too crazy and I don't know how to do hime gyaru. Himekaji looks attainable and easy. And yeah, that's probably what got a lot of people into gyaru when LL was gyaru even. It was a good beginner brand and was an easy way into the fashion. I've heard a lot of the same story: I was into HimeGyaru but then you don't know where to find the clothes or the hair and make up looks intimidating but of course, via the internet you stumble into Liz Lisa and try to take a shot in the dark at that. The problem is Liz Lisa isn't catered to gyaru or even adults anymore so people confuse it with gyaru based on its past rather than for what it currently is.</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"> </font></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgefQrRUe3VQVw6RyOgvzF87f8NOcsy-olH6X-G1pI-7_QJcTvSl4moqTxURGjoNNEzH4Q5TQUsXzWuivHTOXVmJ9jRI9r1ZDyhcTPoWkTpm0M6UjghRyT_2n4XHCpQv7IpZGWWzYVa66Q8/s540/14102568_1178841682178768_2619876902281045015_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="540" data-original-width="247" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgefQrRUe3VQVw6RyOgvzF87f8NOcsy-olH6X-G1pI-7_QJcTvSl4moqTxURGjoNNEzH4Q5TQUsXzWuivHTOXVmJ9jRI9r1ZDyhcTPoWkTpm0M6UjghRyT_2n4XHCpQv7IpZGWWzYVa66Q8/s320/14102568_1178841682178768_2619876902281045015_n.jpg" /></font></a></div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">I noticed a shift in even the shop staff that I was extremely lucky to be chosen by and meet for the San Francisco Liz Lisa content and showcase for J-Pop Summit ages ago. Their make up was much lighter and the hair was less big. There were a few sexier pieces but a lot of them were moving onto something a bit different and at that time, I couldn't put my finger on what exactly felt off to me. I even was guilty like said, of buying a piece that was in the midst of a shift because it was my first Liz Lisa piece and a bitch was determined I was getting a famous floral print and it was going to be brown.</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">And let's talk about that for a minute: <b>why</b> Liz Lisa was exciting at one point (at least for me): </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">They got known for their florals. There was something that just hit different about and every year there would be a different design of floral print. And it wasn't shit you could get anywhere else that looked *exactly* like theirs (this changed eventually). Their whole store was basically floral and they prided themselves on it. Basket bags had flowers, the make up deco had flowers, their STORE smelled amazing and like floral and something else. It was wild but it's what people began to associate the brand with even though Liz Lisa didn't start out being known for that exactly... And I blame hime gyaru in a way for that because we had these princess dresses with floral print that popped off but were $$$. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggej1hX8jV1xp5HAy-tloGTDkRYQBY8VSxR_7r6ukVVXr-kbrGL6pYltf4xQJHaxIbzU4TuxEn8NVk21uAGzdg9U69OtXWWI26_uZ6HCpo3srNqJNV7HyThF1PvvPH9xtDFXHay4GttbZg/s504/28378757_1712422328820698_1730358438967819733_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="504" data-original-width="400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggej1hX8jV1xp5HAy-tloGTDkRYQBY8VSxR_7r6ukVVXr-kbrGL6pYltf4xQJHaxIbzU4TuxEn8NVk21uAGzdg9U69OtXWWI26_uZ6HCpo3srNqJNV7HyThF1PvvPH9xtDFXHay4GttbZg/s320/28378757_1712422328820698_1730358438967819733_n.jpg" /></font></a></div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Lots of pieces had really lace or ruffles if it wasn't donning a floral print. Sometimes the florals were even in the embroidery of tops or in the lace edges of tiered skirts. The brand also had a unique ass shade of brown that drove me batshit up the walls. Why? Because I could never find the right shade of brown in America for some fucking strange reason. I could never find a bag or a pair of shoes to match my clothes at first and eventually ended up importing some Liz Lisa shoes (a couple of pairs actually) because fuck not matching. The two things I will always associate LL with is that shade of brown that drove me crazy and floral prints. That was consistent every fucking season even though they'd come out with different designs. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">If it wasn't floral it was a neat shade of cream or brown. Their releases for each season were so exciting and not as predictable. I used to wait for that season's Tokyo Girl's Collection with bated breath because it meant seeing what the hell Liz Lisa would put out. Matter fact, no offense TGC but you used to be way more exciting with way cooler brands. Look up 2009/2010 Tokyo Girls Collection and you'll see a stark contrast. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">What was more exciting is seeing your favorite model wear the brand. This goes for all gyaru brands. I still get excited seeing a piece from any brand I own in a fucking magazine on a model I'm a fan of. We don't have that anymore and it's a little sad... I</font><span style="background-color: black; color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">t was truly a wild time to be alive and I'm glad I got to witness and participate in the last leg of all of that while it was big. Liz Lisa and outside of it. It was so fun and I'm sad that people missed out on getting to talk about brand releases, getting excited about the magazines being flooded with clothes that you also could obtain. </span></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Seeing brands deteriorate and for people to confuse things like Liz Lisa that was going way too soft for gyaru with being gyaru and just seeing a whole ass shift in gyaru was hard. Instagram tags for gyaru would get flooded with girls in really cute Liz Lisa wear from that season or whatever-but it wouldn't be gyaru. Many would not understand why they didn't meet the mark. The sexy-princess eccentricity wasn't there and if it wasn't that-where was the boho chic or cool fall wear filled with faux furs, tartans, etc? More importantly-where was the hair or make up? There was no excitement. There was no discussion. Just misunderstandings and critique...</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Anyways, enough of me woeing-let's talk about <b>make up and hair for old style Liz Lisa: </b></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Now, I've been guilty of wearing my own hair flat or straight with Liz Lisa. It *can* work but your make up has to be on a certain level to get away with it with Liz Lisa. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikEIVAwW7JP5OcAsjoh7TRJaX4F3qmkdK7lxajPRENozwNHbwN17zghH_Uwo8ttWZR-CTvLSM1_UHKLMHdEmWh0ghbBDdpTiOXY40asZ9GcaIlklxpOFS616VkPfNxcjQt8ACDiU5Uqe79/s320/2007-1438586588.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikEIVAwW7JP5OcAsjoh7TRJaX4F3qmkdK7lxajPRENozwNHbwN17zghH_Uwo8ttWZR-CTvLSM1_UHKLMHdEmWh0ghbBDdpTiOXY40asZ9GcaIlklxpOFS616VkPfNxcjQt8ACDiU5Uqe79/s0/2007-1438586588.jpg" /></font></a></div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">If you want to be true as hell to himekaji though, do up the hair. Be extra. Incorporate the headband braids, do a cute curled updo, teased the hell out of curled hair and pull an old-era Tsubasa, or heck? Side ponytail it and curl it and then build your way up. Add mini crowns for that princess touch, ribbons, or what I like to call flower combs rather than the flower crowns. Have fluffy earrings to accent your hair even because it draws people's eyes to your head. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">But you def can do a rendition of straight hair. I've done it. It works. Just pick the right outfit and really showcase the make up. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">When it comes to what makes Liz Lisa himekaji or just himekaji in general gyaru is truly the make up. Himekaji kind of has a different style of make up that is unlike styles like agejo or tsuyome that can be a bit bottom/lower lash line heavy with darker colors and can be bolder even. Imma describe make up via letters: </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">T=Top heavy. Bearly any blush or lip. Probably idea for rokku. T could also be those nose nose contour done up.</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Y=The make up is gradiented from top to bottom. Lashes are main focus. Blush is next. Lips are lash and lightest. You want your lips to be smaller and your eyes bigger and your blush accented. Usually perfect for Himekaji, certain styles of Tsuyome, and agejo. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">t= When you eyes and lips are not the focus but your blush is. Think igari make up. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">W=Lips and cheek are focused. Eyes aren't fully the primary focus. This is partially where modern Japanese style is at. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaiWwQ8cAfvaTWU1Dcv43yBTmRcwDofD8ScHdqnO1fCxN0SyvGjgNh4bPieXNLApVBVPjoEcYqGTmOcWbanX-k7NYkV_OlSCz7uxGAed4am_7j4fV9l_38LwcLdIOp47j0h-PTW7X3ttVc/s1147/0cbb824e4d40607024b767f3ba7d90c3.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1147" data-original-width="800" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaiWwQ8cAfvaTWU1Dcv43yBTmRcwDofD8ScHdqnO1fCxN0SyvGjgNh4bPieXNLApVBVPjoEcYqGTmOcWbanX-k7NYkV_OlSCz7uxGAed4am_7j4fV9l_38LwcLdIOp47j0h-PTW7X3ttVc/w279-h400/0cbb824e4d40607024b767f3ba7d90c3.jpg" width="279" /></font></a></div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Liz Lisa is definitely top lid focused and the colors are neutral. Pinks, creams, oranges, and browns are your best friends for eye shadow. The more glittery the better. You want to still make your eyes huge but if you're doing earlier LL-they're focused on lashes. Be careful if you do go senseless with lashes though because too heavy of top eye make up can make your eye make up look top heavy! </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Lashes should be things like Dollywink #1s and 2s. Diamond Lash Celeb or Angel eye also work beautifully. I almost want to say focus on length more than volume when it comes to himekaji but I've worn volume focused top lashes before with Liz Lisa and it looks nice. Eyeliner can be black but it's also acceptable to wear brown or burgundy eyeliner depending on the outfit!</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Lower lashes can be almost anything but I really like Dollywink 5s a lot. If you want a more eccentric lower lash def try some that kinda are lightly clustered for a baby doll look. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Don't throw eyeliner too heavy on the lower lash line. You want just enough to blend your bottom lashes in. What you really want to do is throw eye shadow on your lower lash line-usually a light brown/brown on the outside with a lighter glittery color gradient into the center. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">For a true himekaji look-pack on the blush. It's kind of a 2009-2011ish Popteen staple. Everyone wore too much blush. Props if you find Candy Doll's Strawberry Pink and Marshmallow Purple because that is the most gyary AF combination ever. NARS' Angelika is a good dupe. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">For lips you wanna do a baby pink, nude, or coral. Props if you do incorporate a tan (I feel like it makes everything pop and look more adult for some reason) but it's not necessary. For lips I used to use two Mac Colors Fleur de Coral (it's limited edition sorry), and Mac's Angel which is my closest dupe for Candydoll's Ramune Pink! Sometimes I'd also wear a Jill Stuart lipstick as well! :) </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">For contour-don't contour to hell and back. This isn't old school or tsuyome or whatever else. You want your face to look three-dimensional but you don't wanna look romanba or some shit. That's a different demon. Liz Lisa could potentially delve into that if you have old enough Liz Lisa (like really old) but that's not what himekaji is. For himekaji you want a fawn brown as a contour and you wanna really lightly place it on. You actually want your face to be kind of top-heavy. Your eyes are the biggest feature-you want those to pop, you then want your blush and highlight to be the next thing someone notice, and last your lips-hence why your lips are a wash of color/pale...usually it's because you want them to look smaller. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Here's some himekaji shit I threw together..hell I'll even show you where I went right and wrong</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="719" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY_pYmh76bHIyiO03REHx5h8TRYrNksPKVfz5kD4qmD1JulkVN4oM6kqWnKr1rJvjl6otijj0wUKLgvi3z3XSxmnTe66sZpu4Zrr-YSDW1L_i3xp9LeHK4pCD3eC_cGfjhKNH7xE4Hq4RR/s320/13535738_1131228260273444_1203207358_n.jpg" /></font></div><div></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Ha! Straight hair with some Liz Lisa. See how my arms are showing so it's a bit more adult? See what a pain in the ass it is to find Western style brand sandals or anything that fucking match? Ugh. I pulled my bangs back which can be quite popular in gyaru hair styles. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNTxzJJzZUnRyMJHaUu-ObKcf-5KjRXYVhUiv2SHCI3YmZ9YIZn-2s_oV20BFlig6RZNbfKXvtE6iKQut7Mbk0qIh94uwgJYNpyvXIf9Q09Sv9l3_OVlFMoDBbrnl9BVAaOmz6N63jF7DX/s320/13516182_1130733923656211_2088086067666583652_n.jpg" /></font></div><div></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Make up wise-top heavy? Check. Blush check? My nose contour is apparent here which is fine. I have lower lashes in and even threw color down in the bottom which is kind of edgy considering I was doing himekaji. See how I threw a lighter color on the lower inner corner and how a darker corner is outside? Also! There's that Jill Stuart lip. I'm pretty sure this is back when everyone was into doing thick brows and I was *just* learning out to do my eyebrows but you really wanna look more "adult"-thin em and arch them. It just looks more gyaru. Don't' do angry bitch brows (it looks amazing on tsuyome and rokku) but just...don't make them as thick if you don't want to look baby!</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="625" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPR2FKV8abIBbYG3xNe1kwEqVgKAm62584na-aWdAYd-PBko4UdfoXGwhUURWTjubK6yHikrUNfyq20-iyE3mk8Q7jBOVLVD-OA84XHxj9LSda9NIvXnISOumMdvESylzG_c4WXbCWKxG2/s320/14040009_1178841745512095_7267969061437057198_n.jpg" /></font></div><div></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Here's the model in a stock photo for reference with the same dress in a slightly different colorway. Honestly, her shoes look way better with those ruffled socks than my shitty sandals that I was stuck with because well...finding shit that matches it a pain in my ass and importing murders my wallet. Anyway, look, her make up is cute. You can see her blush even from the outfit shot!</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh66E-H9cRNo9c22OpXRCKJaHquJiXNK9ocrtC4BUMDhHTpwY8JHEFDGc7Sq2JRC4yaIXYd8LUAgdLD8278JuDKIftGF1Ly7gJEb7vx8aLuF_Wo8ADjZD5k7y714_UoV85KLygAQ3Y2pGkj/s960/14063934_1172978842765052_4716822261666421695_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh66E-H9cRNo9c22OpXRCKJaHquJiXNK9ocrtC4BUMDhHTpwY8JHEFDGc7Sq2JRC4yaIXYd8LUAgdLD8278JuDKIftGF1Ly7gJEb7vx8aLuF_Wo8ADjZD5k7y714_UoV85KLygAQ3Y2pGkj/s320/14063934_1172978842765052_4716822261666421695_n.jpg" /></font></a></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">This is a darker lip. Sometimes I feel rebellious and want to do that. Once again, my eye make up is a huge focus tho maybe my lip takes in an I pattern rather than a Y pattern for makeup. Here are some low twintails I did! My arms are showing. There's that infamous brown and floral print that I can't get enough of! </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGkoHxtQSVsGv_7ezXKPDJT7kpb-nmTjL22qqQkhvNWkPUIEFsHgQb8Re-0_sAijSwUGqguZu-qtkS7GwFsTAUR_7o98nnhmZFcHKfdUhfcpncxeL4pyw57Jp_Pf7m7iH_JDegCNK5v5-Z/s960/29472210_1737944492935148_5024603302386466816_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="960" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGkoHxtQSVsGv_7ezXKPDJT7kpb-nmTjL22qqQkhvNWkPUIEFsHgQb8Re-0_sAijSwUGqguZu-qtkS7GwFsTAUR_7o98nnhmZFcHKfdUhfcpncxeL4pyw57Jp_Pf7m7iH_JDegCNK5v5-Z/s320/29472210_1737944492935148_5024603302386466816_n.jpg" /></font></a></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Here is high twin-tails, a very cute Samantha Vega bag (the old ones are a gyaru staple with those ruffles and heart buckles) with a pretty famous print! Everything here is Liz Lisa. My coat I think is a newer piece and if I had the potential of buying another LL coat it might be one that is more glamorous. This is a bag wing style one with lace and fur. It's winter time in this pic so it's def less sexy but that's where my make up and showing of the legs come handy. This looks like a that weird 2012 shit but it can pass. </font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhjtPlbMxi60d_UA9RMq64hHdTs7m5V1Sv0sRFaNZ9JnQNm7jMWkPXVKIepiEFUGC9-2u_YVtSAAzgbhAdq4v0DOqn6oWepjy5bPhKOUC6iD1YU6BRCbd8pLPXqD2EvvenBXGyoPtSl9rd/s750/16105948_1314455545284047_577701134006617816_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhjtPlbMxi60d_UA9RMq64hHdTs7m5V1Sv0sRFaNZ9JnQNm7jMWkPXVKIepiEFUGC9-2u_YVtSAAzgbhAdq4v0DOqn6oWepjy5bPhKOUC6iD1YU6BRCbd8pLPXqD2EvvenBXGyoPtSl9rd/s320/16105948_1314455545284047_577701134006617816_n.jpg" /></font></a></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">For reference, this is the same dress done way more gyaru. I think the hair really fucking changed the way the dress looked. She's got that trademark hime-bump that just really makes this look so flawless</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVL_9SzqY-ke8h4mZrpBXeZO985RFzrUfkdVxcB1UkQ2TPCMzt39dxC-g6xkUi8oHBcyRHXy38Qo57pmWdMnNPlDQqViVUFDeEgfqNFgs_Kh62fd93meNK49V3eFeYaPlotprbRT1UhrE9/s960/21761792_1561711790558420_7026650581261839099_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVL_9SzqY-ke8h4mZrpBXeZO985RFzrUfkdVxcB1UkQ2TPCMzt39dxC-g6xkUi8oHBcyRHXy38Qo57pmWdMnNPlDQqViVUFDeEgfqNFgs_Kh62fd93meNK49V3eFeYaPlotprbRT1UhrE9/s320/21761792_1561711790558420_7026650581261839099_n.jpg" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">I did this look before the look before but it's one of the last few himekaji looks I've done before fully immersing myself into fucking ma*rs and Golds Infinity (sorry, it's been a thing guys lol) when it hasn't been witch-bitch shit. So I tried to purposely make my hair look short but's actually long! :) </font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">If you like the make up I did here, this look is actually the first makeup tutorial I had filmed on my DSLR back in 2017. It's here:</font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/HFSkocM0ay8" width="320" youtube-src-id="HFSkocM0ay8"></iframe></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">I also filmed a shitty rendition of the look I did with straight hair here:</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/5z8AiGqCYF8" width="320" youtube-src-id="5z8AiGqCYF8"></iframe></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">I feel like one of my recent make up tutorials I've done could also pass for himekaji style make up as well (and is way more blended and fun than my first two atrocities up there lmao) :</font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/QmDHKhLqKFo" width="320" youtube-src-id="QmDHKhLqKFo"></iframe></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Always feel like my shit is a nod at fucking Yui Kanno or Kumicky. jfc. One day, I need to do a proper all out gyaru look for Liz Lisa like I do for Ma*rs and my rokku shit. pffttt. </font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Okay, so for the last part of this blogpost. Darla, I'm bored with old Liz Lisa. I wanna modern up himekaji style. Can I use the new clothing in anyway? </font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Yes. Think Y2K Princess. Thankfully for you, Liz Lisa is using gem embellishments since last year. You probably want to aim for skirt and top combinations since their dresses are too fluffy cute and not sexy cute. You want to basically glamorize and sexify everything (in a classy way-that's what makes it hime :P) to make it gyaru!</font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Here's a couple items I've chosen that I could work for gyaru. </font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHukHPRBy0K7x6DBdFidwS7QrUQZCbhmoqKzBT6hXqnfw_JzRUgyBPM8MQI4l4leNIv4naQ_6ppsE5GtHxBJa8tqcldwafwbNEB6iHNf8CA39FqQgQZcA9uDdALLV4YQZRWBJCLm813qsX/s750/goods_1460_1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHukHPRBy0K7x6DBdFidwS7QrUQZCbhmoqKzBT6hXqnfw_JzRUgyBPM8MQI4l4leNIv4naQ_6ppsE5GtHxBJa8tqcldwafwbNEB6iHNf8CA39FqQgQZcA9uDdALLV4YQZRWBJCLm813qsX/s320/goods_1460_1.jpg" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Aim for Liz Lisa camisoles. Especially if they have chains and bling like this one. Place your hair in a cute updo to accentuate this feature!</font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj21twVHKUgxpPuWS-1Djc-yFncXH7jcX1lErR0BcL8R7or03urBCFDttlWU3Hca7VnGDBActG6FMFbns28Spp0p1r_M8I3Xxo4gesUS1ruJPXxAo4DlJbZIsW2QoA5OgzRR0HF6VzJQh6T/s401/goods_1087_1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="401" data-original-width="321" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj21twVHKUgxpPuWS-1Djc-yFncXH7jcX1lErR0BcL8R7or03urBCFDttlWU3Hca7VnGDBActG6FMFbns28Spp0p1r_M8I3Xxo4gesUS1ruJPXxAo4DlJbZIsW2QoA5OgzRR0HF6VzJQh6T/s320/goods_1087_1.jpg" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Y2K fashion was all about denim skirts. This one is short enough and the white ribbon detail matches the camisole for a princess-y feel that still gives an adult/gyaru vibe!</font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_bMxnHtKtHgJA8F8etFqvYxUXEZ5WcmpIksFaz9f3gBWMumNkyzQd-897TlBqNwrI4og5on5ivnEHziW8469DGr0c_FZtTaGdAezY2KBg6o_xnyVKEICPikDx8H_rTi1RXYRj4rbs-2uZ/s750/goods_1480_4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_bMxnHtKtHgJA8F8etFqvYxUXEZ5WcmpIksFaz9f3gBWMumNkyzQd-897TlBqNwrI4og5on5ivnEHziW8469DGr0c_FZtTaGdAezY2KBg6o_xnyVKEICPikDx8H_rTi1RXYRj4rbs-2uZ/s320/goods_1480_4.jpg" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">A cute bag is everything. This has bows, bling, and ruffles. This is super princessy and doesn't have to be deemed too fluffy to be gyaru. Aim for a pink or brown colorway!</font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1QwsDv9tUkdR4akZM6OkhFzrRvFZVVYb_9oKAYJzV_D5j0RpAmJWDslU9qzxxSWUgYYCpObYXOHJDsG13PoNmI7mrEUK8IX3OH_ADdlu-VFOo35xZ68eYENaHi6WYw5gHNB4NQd6IzBYw/s750/goods_1473_1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1QwsDv9tUkdR4akZM6OkhFzrRvFZVVYb_9oKAYJzV_D5j0RpAmJWDslU9qzxxSWUgYYCpObYXOHJDsG13PoNmI7mrEUK8IX3OH_ADdlu-VFOo35xZ68eYENaHi6WYw5gHNB4NQd6IzBYw/s320/goods_1473_1.jpg" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">These make the camisole and the bag! A princess is nothing without her jewelry right?</font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">You can always add your own things that aren't Liz Lisa to the mix! These are just some items I've found from their current website that could work for gyaru. :) Unfortunately their shoes right now ain't it. If you can deco up a pair of kitten heels with bling, lace, ribbon, and flowers you're set though!</font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br />Anyway, I hope this kind of cleared the whole himekaji deal up with Liz Lisa. As always, I'm not the be all say all. This is just my outlook with some references from the internet and from myself in hopes that this can guide people a little better if they really are pursuing gyaru and really like that himekaji Popteen/Liz Lisa-y type of vibe. </font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#d9d2e9" face="verdana" style="background-color: black;">Until next time guys!!</font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#d9d2e9" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><br /></div>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205633859395059526.post-33908524728257451492020-07-10T09:15:00.000-07:002020-07-10T09:15:28.858-07:00Why I Will Never Ever Wear Kogal: Why Was Kogal such a Huge Deal Anyway? + Why Ma*rs Might Still Be Existing : Old Ma*rs/MeJane (Saja) Web Screen Grabs<font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I told you all that I would have fashion-related content here soon, and here is my gripey little article that I feel the <i>need</i> to talk about because it's especially a peeve of mine in the gaijin gyaru community-specifically the usage of the kogal substyle of the fashion. </font><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; font-family: helvetica; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3h1_6l-VAcfhfMvE_PJbvh1wu_4rTv7eBGu0xszIxv221mQ1NUn3UuULyR610IkGITt3Ujcwlm-4nKwcI2Jwfq1040y6zQqfJwiyQ684BPrBQUynpop9oRZXvotlv3ILfM7bUqVKf08su/s159/th_o0127016610222304727.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="159" data-original-width="122" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3h1_6l-VAcfhfMvE_PJbvh1wu_4rTv7eBGu0xszIxv221mQ1NUn3UuULyR610IkGITt3Ujcwlm-4nKwcI2Jwfq1040y6zQqfJwiyQ684BPrBQUynpop9oRZXvotlv3ILfM7bUqVKf08su/s0/th_o0127016610222304727.gif" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><span style="background-color: black; color: #e1bee7; font-family: helvetica;"></span></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Disclaimer though,<b> my word isn't law.</b> You can do what you want ultimately. Kogal beyond high school age just rubs me a weird way. Yes I know Black Diamond and other gals have done it Shhh... lol It doesn't mean I like it still. :P I have a right to my opinion and I thought I would kind of give my insight as to why I think this way!</font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I'm going to be inserting my assumptions in by placing two and two together from this really interesting multi-part gyaru history article that I read here: </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><a href="https://neojaponisme.com/2012/02/28/the-history-of-the-gyaru-part-one/"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" size="5" style="background-color: black;">https://neojaponisme.com/2012/02/28/the-history-of-the-gyaru-part-one/</font></a></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I highly recommend reading it. While some of the information seems skewed vague, I can kind of make assumptions as to what happened in the early 90s and 00s with the fashion (and even a brand). So let's talk about my peeve with kogal and why that is shall we? </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">According to Marx's articles, gyaru kind of started due to rich girls who were enamored by expensive Western brands and LA/California looking girls from the United States. They were laid back party girls versus the clean oujosama types. Which is a rebellion in itself if you come from well-off don't you think? There's certain expectations or pressure that can come from being the daughter of some wealthy family. I'm assuming these girls had access to a lot of different forms of media outside of Japan or were even well-traveled perhaps. Hence why there might have been a fascination with the whole surfer gal/malibu Barbie deal. It was huge over in the States as well and Japan typically takes something and makes it more cohesive sometimes or in gyaru's case-in my humble opinion-way cuter. But yeah, I'm going to just say celebrity worship is going to be huge during the kogal era because that's just what teenagers are into. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">The whole "kogal" term was at first, code at clubs for staff to know if an underaged girl was trying to sneak in. Why were these girls trying to sneak in? Why do teenagers sneak to try to do anything? lmao. Also some of them might have had older boyfriends or just wanted to go somewhere where a certain vibe was beyond just a karaoke box. I could also talk about car culture and how I'm sure gals rolled with guys who liked/could afford nice cars or were bad bitches who had cars of their own when they were older (not kogals) but that's a different blog post for another day and something I always get excited seeing. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">So how did this uniform craze turn into a fashion statement? Here is my take on it Rich girls go to rather affluent schools. People typically can associate a school uniform with where someone is from or by how much money they have. Gyaru are known to be <i>major</i> show-offs. Not only could a high-end gal flaunt the Burberry scarf around her neck, the Louie bag on her one arm, and her cute college boyfriend on the other: <b>her school uniform was just as much a designer label to silently brag about to everyone without saying a word-because she could afford to go there. </b></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">From what I understand, school uniform designs made a really "fashionable" shift in the 90s. Beforehand they were kind of frumpy looking. Suddenly, really prestigious high schools were getting known designers to do designs of their high school's new uniform. I assume it was mainly the more rich/coveted schools that got this privilege. But it made more people <i>want</i> to go to that school because it was considered modern/fashionable/and probably had other perks that made it just as appealing. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">So normal girls would look up to these kogal types who got a really sleek plaid blazer set versus a seifuku or boxy blazer sets with a sad thin ribbon. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivywfw8dLXl7YNNTdlxde8BFV7_6jgqie127j0xx47M0qArfYYLyoPPSVHzKaWSKIRXhyphenhyphenk8w_laJeiEG3lxbRj0Ru8DiP-eDhdE-JNQgTf78NEStE7Yw36MKfC90uskIld40PKso-FvdEw/s1267/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+9.07.05+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="624" data-original-width="1267" height="248" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivywfw8dLXl7YNNTdlxde8BFV7_6jgqie127j0xx47M0qArfYYLyoPPSVHzKaWSKIRXhyphenhyphenk8w_laJeiEG3lxbRj0Ru8DiP-eDhdE-JNQgTf78NEStE7Yw36MKfC90uskIld40PKso-FvdEw/w500-h248/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+9.07.05+AM.png" width="500" /></a></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><span style="background-color: black; color: #e1bee7; font-family: helvetica;">I'm not sure if this was fully the case as well, but I've read mangas and watched J-Dramas where middle school girls would fawn over a specific high school's uniform and strive to get into said school not only because it was a prestigious school but also because the uniforms were cute. This is also why Ran Kotobuki in "Gals" wanted a specific high school boy's bag. The school is a bragging right itself. The crest of the school or the person's name is usually on the bag or so I've been told. The guy being featured the school section of their version of "Egg" or whatever is an even larger flex on top of the school name. So maybe this also pertained to real life because young kids sometimes don't think about their future or what something has to offer other than aesthetics but I'm about to get into why this further got romanticized...</span></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">People should keep in mind that kids were super limited to school uniforms and I can assume didn't have much leeway to change outside on a weekday versus their days of on Sundays or on holidays. I've heard of school staff doing bag checks for students to look for pagers, cell phones, whatever else. I'm going to make an assumption and state that having a change of clothes in your bag that wasn't a second mandated school uniform was probably not allowed. I've heard that kids were discouraged from loitering around after school and most were encouraged to join clubs rather than hang around department stores or arcades. Yes, they could change when they got home but think about a kid's allowance: that's an extra train ticket back and forth. That's lost time with friends. Maybe some people were clever and threw their shit in coin lockers near stations and changed where they could? -isn't sure- That sounds like a plan...</font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">If this truly was the case, I can assume that this felt suffocating. So gals did whatever they could to make lemonade out of lemons. This meant rolling up the tops of skirts to make them shorter, wearing specific accessories (loose socks, hairpins, fluffy or sparkling bag chains on required school bags) or I'm going to make a stretch on this theory and say some girls probably hid necklaces and shit in their bra or whatever else to wear once they got the hell off of school grounds lmao. Other high schools probably didn't care as much while others did...? Other girls from maybe richer schools could get away with carrying a neat bag or wear designer earrings while others couldn't. I'm sure this was harder with other changes like nails and hair color. I'm not sure fully how high schools work over there but I'm kind of trying to puzzle some pieces together from what I've seen in media. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">These girls were bad bitch trendsetters and the magazines couldn't help up notice. The neat thing about gyaru from what it sounds like in this referred article is that these new "gyaru" were setting the trends out of nowhere and magazines were scrambling to keep up with it. Which is amusing considering that it's usually magazines that try to set trends and tell teenagers what is cool. This eventually did happen with Popteen and Egg but I'm guessing a lot of things started from the street and moved up if it wasn't started through celebrity-worship. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">This did however create a JK/Kogal section in the magazine and a lot of gals (and guys who were gal's boyfriends) were featured in interviews and street snaps. Thus, creating a school notoriety. I think this is where other lesser privileged schools wanted to feel included and felt like it could be a redeeming quality. Yes they idolized the rich girls who could afford to maintain themselves and splurge on designer while flaunting a designer school-but there could be a girl from a normal high school who was pretty that could move up in the popularity ranks because she was pretty, her style was attainable for other girls who maybe couldn't afford the flashier things. I'd assume this would trickle down into stores and magazines catering to a specific demographic of gals that were popping up-thus, making a trend attainable.</font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">This probably created a pretty large stir for public schools because poorer gals popped up who might have originally be yankii (according to said article) and dressed as they wanted to without giving a fuck on what people thought. I'm sure they'd be forced into gym uniforms or would be threatened with black hair dye plenty in certain instances. </font></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwiklbpKmhz44Vyp9ynZt3OzBkmgnW62WDw9X71SkswtHoB61e2Az97V28cd1ypKjuUGpfI1-ncVYCbDG_P13Tb9Q-Nys8MfnMaa8dg1I8yS5QgwbC4N4BcEmB9uW3z0CaQeuFcmGwQJBB/s135/tumblr_inline_mjryvnIsgB1qz4rgp.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="134" data-original-width="135" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwiklbpKmhz44Vyp9ynZt3OzBkmgnW62WDw9X71SkswtHoB61e2Az97V28cd1ypKjuUGpfI1-ncVYCbDG_P13Tb9Q-Nys8MfnMaa8dg1I8yS5QgwbC4N4BcEmB9uW3z0CaQeuFcmGwQJBB/s0/tumblr_inline_mjryvnIsgB1qz4rgp.gif" /></a></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Trends were spread through word of mouth which makes this more impressive. There wasn't SMS like there was today. The beginnings of gyaru could be considered a pretty sociable fashion because in order to know what was really popular (stores, accessories, nail colors, etc) ; it required knowing what was through word of mouth. Think even the Tomogatchi craze and how eventually you could pair devices up with each other or have couple ones. This was an attainable trend that was a little bit sociable yes? </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">A lot of people say Namie Amuro started the trend "Amura" and I've heard Kogal. I personally don't think that's the case. I think Namie Amuro just happened to fit in and was signed onto a label that would do really trendy things. She's part Italian and lived in Okinawa. Meaning her features are distinct, her hair was a shade lighter than black, and she could take a tan well considering she lived on an island. Combine that with gal's fascination with overseas trends and you got just this overall look. Namie Amuro was more relatable because she was Japanese and spoke their language versus idol worship from overseas. She was young and relatable. Kogals would sneak what they could of her influence into their everyday wear. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">But here's the thing about school uniforms-once you're finished with high school you retire them. Kogals would look up to older gals who could afford a nicer wardrobe or worked in shops like MeJane, Alba, Love Boat, LDS, etc. in Shibuya 109. When you've been forced to conform and be restricted to a school uniform for years and years-I'm sure you don't want to even touch one anymore. It's cute when you're 15 but not when you're 20-something. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Not only that but when we think of school girl uniforms-we think of the fetishization that comes with them. Hence why there's kind of a "costume" culture around them (this is different from cosplay because then you're cosplaying a character and aren't you). Older men clearly have a thing for younger girls and nothing screams "I'm a younger girl" than a school uniform. These girls weren't trying to attract pervs. They were trying to be cute for themselves and not look as frumpy. I could totally go into enjou kosai and what all that pertains to but I think the article I linked really explains it pretty well. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">But that's another why I kind of don't like the whole kogal beyond teen years-it's fetishized and I feel like the only time those are worn is for in-house kyaba events or bar events to attract a certain type of patron. There's also a difference between having an outfit that is tartan and plaid that is inspired by a uniform versus an actual replica of a uniform. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Basically, kogal at my age (or anything after 19) has never sat well for that reason. It starts looking more like a costume than a fashion and unless you work in the entertainment industry (whether it's idol shit or nightlife) it doesn't make sense. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">No ex-kogal wants to go back to a uniform they were forced to wear for three years straight. I'm assuming you'd get sick of that look. Imagine wearing the same outfit every day for that long. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I think the West is appealed by it because it does look cute and in America, school uniforms are rare. It kind of does scream that you're either super smart or super rich. In Europe maybe not so much but like said-Japan got designers creating a look for a minute that was appealing for a hot minute. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"> </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Basically, in my opinion it looks weird after a certain age. It looks like cosplay more than a fashion beyond 19. I feel like anyone who has been confined to the same outfit for 3 years wouldn't even want to look at one much less willingly wear it again. You wouldn't catch me dead dressing in kogal. Thanks for coming to my TED talk. lol. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">++++++</font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3oIY3DRKVxIQaID_vvB7maFNlOhyiGv60cBTVbZw_teyFsqLvfvsMRKcTjRSzPEzzUK3HoIoxnwNgFxOD-wT5_uyyoZ6eFxxFKH7X9YFjBkDTpHQUgCF2kZlWuq7GhmnCSa7el6vdwfmT/s172/tumblr_inline_ml81sztGYi1qz4rgp.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="172" data-original-width="105" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3oIY3DRKVxIQaID_vvB7maFNlOhyiGv60cBTVbZw_teyFsqLvfvsMRKcTjRSzPEzzUK3HoIoxnwNgFxOD-wT5_uyyoZ6eFxxFKH7X9YFjBkDTpHQUgCF2kZlWuq7GhmnCSa7el6vdwfmT/s0/tumblr_inline_ml81sztGYi1qz4rgp.gif" /></a></div>This brings me into MeJane. So, the article mentions MeJane being a huge early 90s staple in Shibuya109. One of the first gyaru stores. Not sure if MeJane was still under the company Saja at that time but it explains why Ma*rs has stayed open despite their shit looking like it's from Ank Rouge. My theory is that they have previous profits from how long standing MeJane was. This is why Ma*rs is still a thing. They killed off all of their previous brands to uphold Ma*rs since everyone knows what Ma*rs is versus MeJane/GlamJane/Tutuha. Then it became LiLimPark instead of Saja. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">For those of you who don't know, Saja included MeJane, Glamorous Jane, Ma*rs, and eventually Tutuha/Glavil. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">MeJane was kind of like Alba Rosa and My Favorite Tiara in terms of aesthetics. Eventually there was a shift in aesthetics where there was a hime gyaru/agejo boom and that's where Glamorous Jane comes in. In the movie "Gals Life" featuring Ageha model Sakurai Rina, I noticed that MeJane/Glamorous Jane was a bigger flagship than Ma*rs was. Matter of fact, most of Rina's clothes in the movie are from Glamorous Jane with only slight hints of Ma*rs. She even ends up working there as shop staff. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Glamorous Jane was Ma*rs before Ma*rs turned into a huge thing. It featured one of the first agejo prints and motifs before Ma*rs shifted to that. Then GlamJane moved in for a more onee/mature approach on agejo that was less loud than Ma*rs was. MeJane still remained but was a super mature brand that focused on denim and what not. I think GlamJane and MeJane basically merged at one point.... </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I looked on WayBack Machine to see how far I could go back to see how Ma*rs existed. Supposed it's been around for awhile but I think it was considered MeJane or a super small sub-brand. I can't find a lot of old stock photos or information on it but I think I went as far back as 2001/2002 on my search which was wild to me. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">So yeah, I think they killed off the other brands and threw whatever cash they've had into Ma*rs. I know Ma*rs definitely has changed their aesthetics. It's less glamorous and more dark larme/basically the shit rokku gals traded in for to go to nightlife shit like bars and band lives in. How long Ma*rs holds up...I have no idea. It almost makes me sad that they're not milking the Y2K revival that's going on and just making slutty glam Barbie clothes even if it's more causal and just blinged/glittery t-shirts-I'd still buy the shit out of that. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I'm definitely not an expert when it comes to gyaru history. A lot of things is just me throwing shit I've read together with my own theories and opinions. I hope nobody comes for my neck on this post too much. Honestly, if anyone does find anything (with legit proof pls) please feel free to share. Looking into old archives of gyaru websites or reading into how certain shit has formed absolutely fascinates me and I wish it was talked about more. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">SO..while making this blog post I decided to go on WayBack Machine again to take some caps of some sites from the early 2000s. Specifically MeJane and Ma*rs. Some years pictures or graphics do not show up. I'm lucky to even have found what I did. I capped a lot of stuff that had stock photo images-some I had never even seen before. </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">No, I wasn't able to hunt down old Glamorous Jane shit :'( Boo. But I'll show you where MeJane kind of shifted styles a little bit for two seconds because I'm assuming it I'll be where Glamorous Jane forms and then that style rubs off into Ma*rs.</font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">ALSO..I found My Favorite Tiara as an associated link on one page. Wtf? Were they a part of this at one point? o__o</font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioVlmpG8NlqRkDl93sZcSmtG8mvEQ_kD6yHjkqOoYDDVw0fAdrV6DLaicgUw34DnMKadxYED5nNyh3osr9OMV748K2mOX19mPmQo6DN4Tw0be2ecawrdffOIBU6qXcn182sXg2qugBcwPo/s1339/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+7.54.12+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="831" data-original-width="1339" height="389" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioVlmpG8NlqRkDl93sZcSmtG8mvEQ_kD6yHjkqOoYDDVw0fAdrV6DLaicgUw34DnMKadxYED5nNyh3osr9OMV748K2mOX19mPmQo6DN4Tw0be2ecawrdffOIBU6qXcn182sXg2qugBcwPo/w625-h389/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+7.54.12+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">So this is the old Ma*rs website. There's not much on it that shows up. Apparently, this is its new address meaning it had an old one. </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm94Q56ezF6fW6s0lwJCzHSWAgrpC6Tw_OGLUtVPhC1tg_sbNl937_nkuPis1uUq_4RPfm8ljbDR9vOH59hwkNFPl1baR_OWbGavzAO-Y9celGuxQHbeWHFJK5FbfaCL1LqTKa5YdkEmOP/s2048/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+7.55.47+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1091" data-original-width="2048" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm94Q56ezF6fW6s0lwJCzHSWAgrpC6Tw_OGLUtVPhC1tg_sbNl937_nkuPis1uUq_4RPfm8ljbDR9vOH59hwkNFPl1baR_OWbGavzAO-Y9celGuxQHbeWHFJK5FbfaCL1LqTKa5YdkEmOP/w625-h333/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+7.55.47+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I think this is Ma*rs 2002. The website gets a huge upgrade. Nothing else shows up for me but this. :'( </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxJunY_-RN4HiOvGjuIxnTMcegyYwuZ139edkRwXgDWf5lFwa9-Z2bUmADx8R0_hjyGNTuYFbfNEbuvHbFzNAKPrgVGCA-hOfQfDBxkgMkeqlppVlibZwkEGNhRHHbtbbNmdUWJzUg-Q1h/s1751/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+7.58.21+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1159" data-original-width="1751" height="414" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxJunY_-RN4HiOvGjuIxnTMcegyYwuZ139edkRwXgDWf5lFwa9-Z2bUmADx8R0_hjyGNTuYFbfNEbuvHbFzNAKPrgVGCA-hOfQfDBxkgMkeqlppVlibZwkEGNhRHHbtbbNmdUWJzUg-Q1h/w625-h414/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+7.58.21+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Finally, a stock image of a human! Ma*rs 2002/2003ish I think? Oddly holiday attire....</font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI98Y8lqJpip5MegDa5B4lWrTvAeVUCqaK32ErAm5Slc5QzjxTXsv0cIDdW6DuNlreGoAK0tj1R4y8RvsVeldw2Q5wDWzhduTOEVSe2UXJvADK4kpFNT7QctFpZuWASdLW1INoOzEGbt63/s1782/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+7.59.22+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1213" data-original-width="1782" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI98Y8lqJpip5MegDa5B4lWrTvAeVUCqaK32ErAm5Slc5QzjxTXsv0cIDdW6DuNlreGoAK0tj1R4y8RvsVeldw2Q5wDWzhduTOEVSe2UXJvADK4kpFNT7QctFpZuWASdLW1INoOzEGbt63/w625-h426/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+7.59.22+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">A hint of old Ma*rs from the welcome page. I forget which year this is but it's before 2005. </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzyUfvD3vy_giqZvlD-4OeXGuts3v8iTI0Gf3pLWx6wDRizsY7gDwcqzh4ejP3ZzWla6S-bUCfHaQjU42Iaja7bir21zVeoDvqpR36aOsh8tt9GaEJ-oesLLJVwjm9_Mh1mXsNcwC6ZtpE/s1770/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.00.08+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1291" data-original-width="1770" height="364" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzyUfvD3vy_giqZvlD-4OeXGuts3v8iTI0Gf3pLWx6wDRizsY7gDwcqzh4ejP3ZzWla6S-bUCfHaQjU42Iaja7bir21zVeoDvqpR36aOsh8tt9GaEJ-oesLLJVwjm9_Mh1mXsNcwC6ZtpE/w500-h364/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.00.08+AM.png" width="500" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Information on the SugarGloss sub-brand under Ma*rs...This is from 2006. </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie62VpRsimFr-wsNr1BMDsWW15QWB4oIVzLD0S61r0N21QcD3ppFsbwAc9a8ue6Gxn1quzQa6MxZyo15s2P49ZF6RktfQvYcagXEiVeviuFr5VEbsshUrIP40aOoopSbaxFnCl7e8GKs_v/s1472/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.03.46+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1210" data-original-width="1472" height="514" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie62VpRsimFr-wsNr1BMDsWW15QWB4oIVzLD0S61r0N21QcD3ppFsbwAc9a8ue6Gxn1quzQa6MxZyo15s2P49ZF6RktfQvYcagXEiVeviuFr5VEbsshUrIP40aOoopSbaxFnCl7e8GKs_v/w625-h514/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.03.46+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">This is where I found My Favorite Tiara linked!! :o This is from 2006. I found a lot from 2006 actually.</font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuIVNVs8Jm6BNn6pCKfzK3tCfFt7TvkFT_dRLa_DHrl2vh7gwC-8AWVItjyjR4N0KevcQwOUmtH9Dd5SodkmcYENz-VEdbXqq4-UX027QAUAGghdlkLmOcfHkesvNUGd4ndIIRdMebY1Kj/s948/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.04.37+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="348" data-original-width="948" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuIVNVs8Jm6BNn6pCKfzK3tCfFt7TvkFT_dRLa_DHrl2vh7gwC-8AWVItjyjR4N0KevcQwOUmtH9Dd5SodkmcYENz-VEdbXqq4-UX027QAUAGghdlkLmOcfHkesvNUGd4ndIIRdMebY1Kj/w625-h229/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.04.37+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Brands from 2006</font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAhOyGIUDm8wkd7oO3oqhBWgc33758PlDe4hrPH3eBV0di2UXp2yM3CJMxgSkyEFsIliyTB3U9a8b-vvG3CXKbaS5uj5SX0JAMkTV8x7Mpkk9YXvOp7S7phDzLiNEwqQRGNtfwQh1PhYDt/s1466/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.05.42+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1087" data-original-width="1466" height="370" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAhOyGIUDm8wkd7oO3oqhBWgc33758PlDe4hrPH3eBV0di2UXp2yM3CJMxgSkyEFsIliyTB3U9a8b-vvG3CXKbaS5uj5SX0JAMkTV8x7Mpkk9YXvOp7S7phDzLiNEwqQRGNtfwQh1PhYDt/w500-h370/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.05.42+AM.png" width="500" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">The first hints of Glamorous Jane at the lower right. </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqFPIEHFlW74caPTQVE2txAnYBfgp7upi8pU6qf7PWW7Iumy_QAxjNxOGRdt0l5_1SQlWQQNHtREodYBh6mfxFTf6aSKn-zqO18FiFtivVpPAvBZ9Lt_gutoFTFSr1oW7jDN5RsAY8JIhq/s2708/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.09.08+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1161" data-original-width="2708" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqFPIEHFlW74caPTQVE2txAnYBfgp7upi8pU6qf7PWW7Iumy_QAxjNxOGRdt0l5_1SQlWQQNHtREodYBh6mfxFTf6aSKn-zqO18FiFtivVpPAvBZ9Lt_gutoFTFSr1oW7jDN5RsAY8JIhq/w500-h214/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.09.08+AM.png" width="500" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">See how the MeJane logo changed to hearts and stuff? That was the shift I think. </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit43ZZUH6cot7oOmWmImRyeWEEDLDnvkvKvCupgIHqnfNuYvvXh6tadITwwGa5TxEmliedevXuKoeCfFPsFiKLpPzHBMEaqC4HCdSid9B67dlBPgDeAmr9-PrTa9zrqIwhXjdiyOJS6XWk/s1548/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.11.03+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1215" data-original-width="1548" height="491" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit43ZZUH6cot7oOmWmImRyeWEEDLDnvkvKvCupgIHqnfNuYvvXh6tadITwwGa5TxEmliedevXuKoeCfFPsFiKLpPzHBMEaqC4HCdSid9B67dlBPgDeAmr9-PrTa9zrqIwhXjdiyOJS6XWk/w625-h491/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.11.03+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Some 2006 fits I was privileged to find. </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMwId2R_UD6vJCvVt8yX5R_TXFy26d07PiU6A3mmrAZhUEEw32w94y6sZ8COztM2MlEDSoTnCu587SfjWochcyILmGEyfEe7B9cmWxcKDEQefmSjpoTpru4eEiQtfwlgrb7ixDE5ELUi0g/s1876/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.14.36+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1176" data-original-width="1876" height="393" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMwId2R_UD6vJCvVt8yX5R_TXFy26d07PiU6A3mmrAZhUEEw32w94y6sZ8COztM2MlEDSoTnCu587SfjWochcyILmGEyfEe7B9cmWxcKDEQefmSjpoTpru4eEiQtfwlgrb7ixDE5ELUi0g/w625-h393/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.14.36+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Ma*rs 2009/2010 stock images. Remember when people knocked on the Gucci ripoff? They had actually done it long before. lmao. </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg_H2JwYfeUQentXFExI4gRPGUwn0NEwNGTC8w2gwDvTOiGgL2pNDFmADu_dqgwOnzYtJdGsmgagOqWHAeM3M9VPV6vCO-6JEBeMncxspXQUvQORG5WTnqKCPOxRCkOYc1AGWnyNxxOR6t/s1887/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.16.11+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1207" data-original-width="1887" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg_H2JwYfeUQentXFExI4gRPGUwn0NEwNGTC8w2gwDvTOiGgL2pNDFmADu_dqgwOnzYtJdGsmgagOqWHAeM3M9VPV6vCO-6JEBeMncxspXQUvQORG5WTnqKCPOxRCkOYc1AGWnyNxxOR6t/w625-h400/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.16.11+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">More pretty dresses. </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3eydh-iOnXNRokwmZ0MjOb_K60RX2p7E-TFBDcyTuZNnEdSJRaybVO3UXJwdKaCowUsncetuK7n-7S1dFXNrvpfE3Sf0snRxldZca9cdtu3_T5_bT0PEOfA870s1r9_GfX_k2PXJ0B0bv/s1883/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.16.47+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1236" data-original-width="1883" height="411" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3eydh-iOnXNRokwmZ0MjOb_K60RX2p7E-TFBDcyTuZNnEdSJRaybVO3UXJwdKaCowUsncetuK7n-7S1dFXNrvpfE3Sf0snRxldZca9cdtu3_T5_bT0PEOfA870s1r9_GfX_k2PXJ0B0bv/w625-h411/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.16.47+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Some of these got quite popular. :) </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1CCrx2MDOY7MB9G4H9wdBihH-0QWPb8eea6y50L-xVBzRVWCb09aIwmmEFd3EXVjUh-1w3sRQTxEcX93ovSeR7LM7E3Apuhu5m2-wZosQkyeRNVci_OEyNos99KgAOlRqx84UbJ1R-Bey/s2048/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.18.26+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="351" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1CCrx2MDOY7MB9G4H9wdBihH-0QWPb8eea6y50L-xVBzRVWCb09aIwmmEFd3EXVjUh-1w3sRQTxEcX93ovSeR7LM7E3Apuhu5m2-wZosQkyeRNVci_OEyNos99KgAOlRqx84UbJ1R-Bey/w625-h351/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.18.26+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I'm very pleased to say I own that dress on the very top right. It's super cute. </font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin6Q4h8NWKoebXrUi-NSw4hvoF7h70UuPEFVbg_0fB-_98Tu_HOnYfA6d-xy30CsNqaFWYUGdlZCEy88zte6ML6XXhZ0gtCcNDZr-oVafd5hY71T_hTdeYQ5nPEWBscycis8DkRLp2E2Lj/s960/14516353_1205786939484242_7394095594907436111_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin6Q4h8NWKoebXrUi-NSw4hvoF7h70UuPEFVbg_0fB-_98Tu_HOnYfA6d-xy30CsNqaFWYUGdlZCEy88zte6ML6XXhZ0gtCcNDZr-oVafd5hY71T_hTdeYQ5nPEWBscycis8DkRLp2E2Lj/s320/14516353_1205786939484242_7394095594907436111_n.jpg" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Very old pic but <3 see? It's a super cute black halter dress with lace ties. This dress is more than a decade old! omg. </font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAdwdd1zm9t_VLfm71PU5BQ7ks00h4jmTU8zlg_Od-3gsAa3TorVQkK_qBil4EmIN6ecjH-5He3Tps8RpZlw-1dLw6HSATz1KgI5-v2Ds-NVicYw06l6lhJVZ2Amj2d5wTrdhCI46N9kM7/s1972/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.19.00+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1206" data-original-width="1972" height="383" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAdwdd1zm9t_VLfm71PU5BQ7ks00h4jmTU8zlg_Od-3gsAa3TorVQkK_qBil4EmIN6ecjH-5He3Tps8RpZlw-1dLw6HSATz1KgI5-v2Ds-NVicYw06l6lhJVZ2Amj2d5wTrdhCI46N9kM7/w625-h383/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.19.00+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I have never seen that top middle print before holy shit. Also that second to the left on the bottom dress is really cute and another gem I've never seen before. </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-NwIYYO8uVxXc8MDSjEXmhIW1BZAYhMLSQLPLG9xbYIij5Vg0V-BC6f4PESlQdNcRUklhNL44UdTUhvYu8kF07JM5AVXfRCfQbraWWPuQYnw1C304eRkFjl0calp3BR4C0XTZ-C0GjT4u/s1973/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.20.37+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1209" data-original-width="1973" height="383" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-NwIYYO8uVxXc8MDSjEXmhIW1BZAYhMLSQLPLG9xbYIij5Vg0V-BC6f4PESlQdNcRUklhNL44UdTUhvYu8kF07JM5AVXfRCfQbraWWPuQYnw1C304eRkFjl0calp3BR4C0XTZ-C0GjT4u/w625-h383/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.20.37+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">There are those odd Christmas dresses. </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLWI-pcZzKQcU0JEIKsWsacSUcmNapensNEOkQwfkzOK3lbMkDCPQTSGsZxVCctUenVQOzr2QtW6WHY3RGrhdryEqerUYI_Hz5DOlN4jaDhBHo35mLlL7Nt0bK46UDX8jY9_MsMCS0eoK/s1932/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.22.21+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1221" data-original-width="1932" height="395" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLWI-pcZzKQcU0JEIKsWsacSUcmNapensNEOkQwfkzOK3lbMkDCPQTSGsZxVCctUenVQOzr2QtW6WHY3RGrhdryEqerUYI_Hz5DOlN4jaDhBHo35mLlL7Nt0bK46UDX8jY9_MsMCS0eoK/w625-h395/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.22.21+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">That chain of stars is everything. Pls Ma*rs. Bring it back. </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQtdOhKypldm2iJS88c1lmeE0VjvUq8kL9KWc9bfl5lMb8fVmEG8otnWSpb3jKmd4_ySRwLnMRRQX1hYo-FR6MgUG4DPmZJ9LDOJyM5Cv8ZtpVjf4vc_7A9Oki662aK_09VNcDBtXtJbSm/s1454/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.23.24+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="756" data-original-width="1454" height="325" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQtdOhKypldm2iJS88c1lmeE0VjvUq8kL9KWc9bfl5lMb8fVmEG8otnWSpb3jKmd4_ySRwLnMRRQX1hYo-FR6MgUG4DPmZJ9LDOJyM5Cv8ZtpVjf4vc_7A9Oki662aK_09VNcDBtXtJbSm/w625-h325/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.23.24+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">I really cute banner from 2009. </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF24B4z8HLhe0ada1vwxBqRV8uVU_2ZmgvKlw6hyo098wPmonWUC6CXO2a01WDTRVjsp6F5Mge5tvpQP9oF4rmVxJ1kvAsvYdJ-DdQOgjqST4SHfA1zVfd3XCfLuZDkB_ZtveAUF604Fz8/s1816/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.26.05+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1202" data-original-width="1816" height="414" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF24B4z8HLhe0ada1vwxBqRV8uVU_2ZmgvKlw6hyo098wPmonWUC6CXO2a01WDTRVjsp6F5Mge5tvpQP9oF4rmVxJ1kvAsvYdJ-DdQOgjqST4SHfA1zVfd3XCfLuZDkB_ZtveAUF604Fz8/w625-h414/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.26.05+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">2006 MeJane</font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA8cUP913T8ppD2f3HlJIESZDXlE-aEQVBPydzUGhNTI3zbcnZd_Aajrm7v-Z1ljjV7jL8C7gNAIu-nVD0_UkkKGZAHwWIAg-qKVRX-7zgvGzNS8xz943VAutRrIF6QuwjEo7uFJ3cPFYA/s1542/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.27.56+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1104" data-original-width="1542" height="448" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA8cUP913T8ppD2f3HlJIESZDXlE-aEQVBPydzUGhNTI3zbcnZd_Aajrm7v-Z1ljjV7jL8C7gNAIu-nVD0_UkkKGZAHwWIAg-qKVRX-7zgvGzNS8xz943VAutRrIF6QuwjEo7uFJ3cPFYA/w625-h448/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.27.56+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">A little peep of their storefront in 2006. Look how yellow the lighting is. :o </font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh34S7m48c0OVKmPtnP8j6huI9pGWnR2NfchyOf4toYlc4Ere_6nlcshjNbba9Cp9SXekAPHLY5CNho4pAIpxp_PKdkyxd729mrD-yGSaG-doqAh1RmI2GLwem8_0Xr9B1OALeCrH41Kbsu/s1512/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.28.23+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1199" data-original-width="1512" height="498" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh34S7m48c0OVKmPtnP8j6huI9pGWnR2NfchyOf4toYlc4Ere_6nlcshjNbba9Cp9SXekAPHLY5CNho4pAIpxp_PKdkyxd729mrD-yGSaG-doqAh1RmI2GLwem8_0Xr9B1OALeCrH41Kbsu/w625-h498/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.28.23+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">More styles from 2006</font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUPrqaZYNz6V05u0TeoA-cAaOFyfriov3-8Z_ITLd3CIG456dxEkFf012QZs9fk73sQsNs75RohXJt064xbYn3tuNV67y8CNTbHq7mXZ_UWx6ADrUNolPIQIUfeuQTYVp7Lxq15_P0C45Z/s1513/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.28.54+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1211" data-original-width="1513" height="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUPrqaZYNz6V05u0TeoA-cAaOFyfriov3-8Z_ITLd3CIG456dxEkFf012QZs9fk73sQsNs75RohXJt064xbYn3tuNV67y8CNTbHq7mXZ_UWx6ADrUNolPIQIUfeuQTYVp7Lxq15_P0C45Z/w625-h500/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.28.54+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">See how it's slowly getting girly? Ahh that heart chain in the back is a really cute touch.</font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdSij-w8vQjtuogSXjfPH84R-HZagZOcoLPVBeUYjTr2oaz8Bqb_rktoBeQtNcggzMlCBRTWq1z4I1xca5KU1gDaUnc0gHxZYKGzJuO_aHqYVfsUX7acolYOl7KjSCkBfXZjcLxtiSn0vH/s1712/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.29.42+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1214" data-original-width="1712" height="444" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdSij-w8vQjtuogSXjfPH84R-HZagZOcoLPVBeUYjTr2oaz8Bqb_rktoBeQtNcggzMlCBRTWq1z4I1xca5KU1gDaUnc0gHxZYKGzJuO_aHqYVfsUX7acolYOl7KjSCkBfXZjcLxtiSn0vH/w625-h444/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.29.42+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">See how uber girly it stars getting in 2007? :o Agejo is slowly creeping in. I see reference to GlamJane!</font></div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGg0j0rkCiJ1F-cr6r58bdSY7BxKoTjJkXPiSlrs5owPaQNOFAeokXzFADNugzR1_nyqKXZIddjcbxBqbBbJqm365yIOpIScN9kJeujP77jxQCI_oP4OmgvpOrCxjVnIj80GDSp6uMbMGf/s1541/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.31.20+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1211" data-original-width="1541" height="491" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGg0j0rkCiJ1F-cr6r58bdSY7BxKoTjJkXPiSlrs5owPaQNOFAeokXzFADNugzR1_nyqKXZIddjcbxBqbBbJqm365yIOpIScN9kJeujP77jxQCI_oP4OmgvpOrCxjVnIj80GDSp6uMbMGf/w625-h491/Screen+Shot+2020-07-10+at+8.31.20+AM.png" width="625" /></font></a></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Ahh I still live for that obnoxious teal and pink combo...</font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">And there you have it. Little glimpses into the past. I wish I could find more. :'( This is always why I'm stupidly in awe of old magazines and like collecting them. Some of this was my first introduction to gyaru without me realizing these types of trends I'd see in dramas, music videos, interviews, manga, etc were gyaru! </font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;"><br /></font></div><div><font color="#e1bee7" face="helvetica" style="background-color: black;">Until next time guys!</font></div><div><br /></div>Darla~http://www.blogger.com/profile/01747213728384559186noreply@blogger.com0