Sunday, 18 December 2016
Sunday, 11 December 2016
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
|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...