Childlike Wonder and Adult Responsibilities

Snowy himekaji outfit

One Sunday morning the UK woke up to a world of snow. It had been so long since I’ve seen snow that when I looked outside I was taken over by a childish wonder. No one had stepped out of their warm houses yet but I could sense the excitement building from the way that people were talking about it on social media that I couldn’t help but feel equally giddy to be out in the snow. It didn’t take much encouragement to decide that I wanted to be stereotypical and dress up so that we could take some outfit photos before it all melts away. About an hour later I was ready and feeling pretty, fully layered up in my Liz Lisa coat.

And for a moment, I forgot all of my troubles, and stepped out into the snow.

All I Want for Christmas

decorating christmas tree

… Is for my sanity to be intact, thank you very much. But really, though – when my loved ones ask me what I want for Christmas I would create a blog post and it usually includes a really gorgeous bag, that Hermione Granger wand that I’ve been wanting for ages or some really cute pink things like last year… But I’ve never really thought about the non-material things in life. So I’m shaking things up a little bit on this blog as it’ll be the first year that I won’t be doing a “normal” wishlist, but a list of things I want to happen over Christmas.

Of Vampires and Mary Sues

rokku gyaru, alternative fashion, vampire, killstar

Did you ever used to watch Mona the Vampire? I used to love that program when I was a child, dressing up as her and defeating imaginary monsters. I had an obsession with vampires back then; my favourite film was Van Helsing (looking back now I realise that it wasn’t actually that great a film) and I could quote it word for word with one of my closest friends. I even re-enacted a few scenes – how embarrassing is that? I just loved how no matter how smoking hot and deadly vampires were, they literally did go up in smoke in a little bit of sunlight. They had a weak spot.

Basic Witch

onee gyaru, rokku gyaru, alternative fashion, nu goth
Dress from Tobi*

There’s a time in everyone’s life where they dabbled in a bit of magic. I was just starting out in secondary school (so around 13 years old) when a sparkly blue cover caught the corner of my eye, and upon pulling it out from where it was crammed on the library shelf I discovered that it was a beginner’s guide to white magic (aka Wicca). It didn’t take me long to check it out and for several months after I was obsessed with it when, like the typical teenager I was, I got bored and it was left to gather dust on my bookshelf.

Crazy, Stupid Owl

owl experience day
When you got the proper glove on but it lands on your arm instead

I feel like this should be a somewhat poetic post or something that resonates with you but really I just wanted to write a post about how much I love owls. I could pretend to be a better blogger by then delving deep into the philosophy behind this feeling; Is it because I love the way their soft feathers brush against my skin even though I cannot myself touch them? Or does it go even deeper and draws a connection with how I love the moonlight and how mysterious it can be?

Nope, I just love owls because they’re stupid.

Growing Old but Never Growing Up

Birthday girl, rokku gyaru, alternative fashion

I couldn’t think of another way to write this title – yep, another year has come and gone but I still feel the same apart from the fact that I can spend the day showering myself with gifts. Take this unicorn balloon, for instance… Isn’t it magical? I’ve loved unicorns ever since I was a child and I still have my unicorn plushie that I got when I was around 8 years old. Some people would call me sad, but I call myself a “big kid”.

Summertime Dreaming

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I got this Liz Lisa dress from Kawaii Gyaru Shop* late last year as a little ‘welcome’ gift to when summer finally comes around. I waited for what seemed like ages, and the weather slowly began to pick up but it still wasn’t warm enough until finally we hit the end of May and it was time to wear it. It was Sod’s Law that I began to notice things that I would’ve changed in this outfit; like the fact I had a hair bobble on my wrist instead of pearl bracelets, and that this outfit would probably look super cute with a boat hat and with my hair in plaits instead of waves. I think it’s generally the life of a fashion blogger to notice these things, but at least I’ll be more prepared when I wear this again in future!

Introducing… UK Gyaru Circle, QueenE!

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QueenE gyarusa! Pic taken by Rachel

I have some really exciting news to tell you… Wib and I have created a gyaru circle! I mentioned in one of my previous posts that one of the things I missed the most about gyaru was being in a circle and getting that sense of belonging, and my wish was granted. We decided to call it QueenE (initially we were going to be called Queenie) in honour of our dear Queen Elizabeth! I’m so excited to see how it goes, and so far we’ve decided that we’ll host meets once a month in all areas of the UK.

I Left My Heart in Tokyo: Gyaru Life in Shibuya!

shibuya 109, gyaru, japan

I remember the excitement building as I stood grasping onto the train handles, counting down the stops on the Yamanote line to Shibuya. I have been waiting for this moment ever since I found out about gyaru – it is the birthplace of gyaru after all, and I couldn’t wait to be walking along Shibuya crossing in front of my beloved Shibuya 109. After we stepped off at Shibuya station I whizzed straight to see Hachiko, the world’s most loyal dog! The story about how he waited for his master years after his death at Shibuya station is one of my favourites, and struck several heartstrings when I finally saw the statue in person.

And then it was time to join the crowd of people at Shibuya crossing to walk towards the beacon of all things gyaru – Shibuya 109. And I was extremely disappointed.

Chasing Cherry Blossoms

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Cherry blossoms are my favourite flower; there’s just something so beautiful about their ephemeral state and it was the thing I was looking forward to the most during our stay in Japan. You could imagine my dismay when we arrived and it was too cold for them to bloom… It wasn’t until our very last few days here that they started to blossom, and so we went to the East Gardens of the Imperial Palace and it seemed like we weren’t the only ones, however, and soon all of the spots surrounding the trees were taken.

My Japan Haul – DaTuRa, MA*RS, Sanrio and Many More

I’ve been to Japan and haven’t bought a thing… Said no one ever! And trust me, I am still on the road to financial recovery despite it being over a month since I’ve been in the magical land of Hello Kitty and matcha KitKat. It was so worth it, though, but when I look back at my Japan haul I wish I had bought more, but it was physically impossible to fit any more into my suitcase. My suitcase weighed 17kg before and then 23kg after. Oops. I’ve made the decision, however, to buy more things over from Japan. It might not be good economically but their clothes are just so much nicer and I want to keep supporting my gyaru brands from afar!

In the meantime, though, let’s delve into my Japan haul a.k.a the part where I sold my soul.

Donki

The very first part of my Japan haul was when I splurged on was some Hello Kitty and Sanrio goodies from Don Quiote (also known as Donki). I was just so happy to be surrounded by so many kawaii goodies so I didn’t hold back! I also bought some amazing 2-in-1 curlers and straighteners, and I’m pretty upset that I couldn’t fit it into my suitcase. Oh well, maybe next time.

Sanrio Items from Donki (Don Quiote)

Searching for the Perfect Photo

quest for the perfect photo

This was the first time that I took outfit photos outside the comfort of my home, and I learnt three very important things: one, that I was so awkward when it came to posing; two, that I get terribly nervous when taking outfit shots outdoors; and three, that white shoes will never look clean after some walking. I couldn’t help but feel that everyone was staring at me and thinking that I was being that ditsy chick just trying to get a picture in front of some cherry blossoms like a typical tourist (I was in Japan, after all) so this time I just asked my other half to take ten photos in total before settling down on the grass to enjoy the sight of cherry blossoms before I got too flustered.

The thing was these were actually pretty good.