Sunday, 18 December 2016

I'm Dreaming of a Pink Christmas...

pink christmas decorations, rocking horse

I'd like to say that I was organised this Christmas but that would be a huge fat lie and I'm a terrible liar. While everyone else was putting up their Christmas trees, I was waiting for my decorations to arrive and was being a lazy slob. That's when I realised that I had a Christmas part to attend to the following weekend and thought, "you know what would look great with my outfit? A Christmas tree". Soon I was dragging myself to town and going down countless aisles to pick up whatever pink decorations I could find. Annoying thing was that the decorations I was waiting for arrived the day after the party (typical) so I snapped some photos with my Christmas outfit and took some more later when it was complete and you know what? It looks magical!

Sunday, 11 December 2016

Embracing Your Imperfections

ane agejo, ma*rs, gyaru

I remember it as clear as day; me and my friend were sitting at a bar with our new housemate, and we were having a right giggle when our new roomie suddenly leant forwards and said "Haven't you noticed that Lizzie has bunny rabbit teeth?" I was slightly intoxicated at the time but I remember my stomach dropping and my happiness faltering. Why would they say that, right in front of me? Luckily my friend just laughed it off and started pointing out our roomie's imperfections while I just sat there trying to think of the best way to recover.

I hate my teeth. I know that they're not the prettiest things in the world and that yes, I do look stupid when I grin, and I cringe at every photo where I'm truly laughing, but whenever someone else points them out I feel like I've been swallowed up by a hole in the ground. I try my best to laugh it off but find it difficult to take photos from then onwards with my teeth showing. I'm just too embarrassed.

I know that there are plenty of those out there who suffer from their imperfections as much as I do. Why do we have to be like that? Why can't we be happy with who we are? I read this interesting theory - goodness knows where from - but the reason why we hate our own bodies and faces is because we see it every moment of our waking lives. It's like reading the same paper over and over; no matter how beautifully written it is, we always get sick of it. 

Sunday, 4 December 2016

Me and My Gals - Christmas Gal Meet!

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Rachel, Amber & I

The thing I love about gyaru is that it's adaptable; no matter what fashion throws at us, we can always incorporate it into our own unique style. I've seen so many Japanese gyaru that I idolised back in the day (and still do) who have grown into elegant young women, but still carrying a hint of that gyaru vibe. I want to be like that - to be growing old but never growing out of gyaru.

Despite everything, the UK gyaru community is trying its best to fight the declining interest in the fashion. Long gone are the days where we host massive meets with at least ten others, and yet it's still pretty exciting to go to a meet up even though there are only a handful of us. Amber hosted one recently in Birmingham so that we could all go see the Christmas market, and it was lots of fun! I was so happy to see all of my gyaru friends again, and can't wait until we host another one next year. Gosh, I can't believe I'm thinking a year ahead already...