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One Item Five Ways: Leopard Print Skirt

One Item Five Ways: Leopard Print Skirt

Can you believe that the last time I did one of these posts was in February? How long ago was that! Recently I asked you all what kind of posts you wanted to see, and some of you mentioned my ‘one item five ways‘ series… So I’m bringing sexy back and am focussing this post on my leopard print skirt.

I’ve been dying to create lots of outfits with this skirt for ages, and now that leopard print is back in fashion (yay!) it gives me more of an excuse to bring it out again. So, let’s take a look at these outfits, shall we?

one item five ways: leopard print skirt

I’m Finally Comfortable With My Gyaru Style + It Feels Amazing

I’m Finally Comfortable With My Gyaru Style + It Feels Amazing

I'm finally comfortable in my gyaru style + it feels amazing

I’ve always wanted to be no.1; when I first joined gyaru I wanted to be the best gaijin gyaru in the U.K., and a few years later it changed to wanting to be the best agejo in the world. My aims were pretty high so I bought as many MA*RS items that my greedy hands could get a hold of, and for a time I believed that I was the best and that I was happy. I tried hard – perhaps too hard – and I called it the golden age of my gyaru life.

That golden age lasted a year, maybe two, before I started my downward spiral. Agejo began to slip away from my fingers and I felt my identity lose its grip. I didn’t know who I was anymore and I began to doubt myself. I loved agejo, so why wasn’t it making me happy anymore? I worked so hard to be the best but it just took the joy out of gyaru and made it into a competition. In the end I was left disappointed and dissatisfied.

Am I Too Old For Gyaru & Jfashion?

Am I Too Old For Gyaru & Jfashion?

carefree gaijin gyaru

The other day it suddenly hit me that I was going to turn 30 in a few years. 30. To me, my thirties would mean settling down in my own home, having a stable job and scariest of all… Children. I am not emotionally nor financially stable for any of that yet, and can’t even look after myself properly let another a mini version of myself. It’s absolutely terrifying, especially when it means that I would probably be too old for gyaru.

Of Vampires and Mary Sues

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

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

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.