Bleeding The Orchids

Blockage

There are many reasons why Writer’s Block can be intensely depressing, the general sense of failure usually chief among them. Still, it leaves me puzzled sometimes, why a lapse in creativity can effect me badly enough to evoke a cold sweat every now and then, making me not want to rise from the couch, not go any further into a story than just skirting about the margins. So I gave it a good long analysis this afternoon. Why did I even want to be a writer in the first place?

I was born one. I composed my first story when I was seven, comprised entirely of pictures. I wrote my first full-length story down when I was eleven, after dreaming it in it’s entirety. Both of those stories are still tucked away in my super-secret box of projects, half-finished plots, imperfect, incomplete thoughts, and a very few completed ones. Stories, magic, romance, horror, it has all shone brighter for me than anything in this world ever has.

Fiction has been and always will be The Great Escape. When I was nothing more than the oddity in the corner with precious few friends, I had Diana, my warrior-mother, and her strange world to write in. When I wasn’t invited along to birthday parties or when I was laughed at as an awkward 12 year old, I could comfort myself with the knowledge that at least I could form a complete sentence. And when I got older and the boys kept on picking the shallow damsels in distress, who dreamed of college parties and a job behind a desk, I was writing my future. New York and Paris and Tokyo. A boy who wore scarves and scribbled in leather-bound journals. Rising above my old mistakes by writing about them, by turning my great tragedies and all the things I missed out on, wanted, didn’t understand. Ephemera and fashion and character sketches scattered across my desk along with drained cups of tea.

My identity has centered, in my own head, around one word: Author. A Vehicle for all the dreams, all the missed hopes. The thing you are best at, the thing nobody could pick on you for, because they were too busy being awed. Who is she? What did we miss in her? I admit, those moments are both satisfying and frightening as all hell. Expectation. Appreciation. Things I want, things that scare me to death.

So when it goes away, when the Muse goes to bed for a while, I realize that I become terrified. I wonder, for a few days, if they were right to laugh at the girl who listened to odd music, the girl with few dear friends, the girl who loudly proclaimed that she would never make her living in the mainstream, never walk to the beat of someone else’s drum. The Gift has failed me, now Who Am I?

But even writing it down, it makes me laugh. I still Am. It’s only a moment, it’s only a time to recharge. The stories are there, there characters are waiting in the wings, waiting for when my brain and my nerves finally put away the fear of both rejection and success. Waiting for that perfect moment when all of the ideas and plot threads and twists come together.

And I remind myself that I have written myself this far. I love a boy who fell in love first with my writing, and tells me so, in long letters and leather-bound journals he fills while he’s away. I am reminded by the few, though dear friends who still ask on a weekly basis, what will happen in such-&-such story next?! I curl up in the voice of a favorite author, or the music of a favorite muse, and relax, letting them do the work in my brain for a while. I have had New York. I am having Tokyo. I’ll have Paris next year.

I am still Author, just resting.

Til Next We Meet,
♥,
~ Amy

Nuthin Muffin!

Lazy Summer

Entries have been a bit sparse,
due to a lack of excitement,
and a break in the addition of new clothing items.
The 4th was a fashion delight,
I'll have pictures of that outfit hopefully soon.

Otherwise, summer is lazy!
Working out every day,
and then lazing about,
pool-side or sushi-bar-side.
Also, writing stories and taking pictures
of Blythes in fun places!

Still, I find some time to read good things,
and rent some delightful films.

Push
2009

Oh where to begin on this one? Well, let's just say, it was a good idea that went somewhat awry. In a world where there exist certain people with special powers, The Division hunt them down and try to turn the more talented into weapons, by boosting said powers, which has proven entirely unsuccessful. That is, until one girl, played by a very uninteresting Camilla Belle.

This movie had lots of potential. The characters are mostly interesting and likable (minus Camilla Belle), their powers are very cool, and portrayed in an interesting way, and the premise, while not original, has enough unique flavor to be exciting and stand on its own. Dakota Fanning and Chris Evans are both believable as their characters and have a great back-and-forth, and Dakota's normally nerve-grating maturity actually is endearing in this role. Also, the setting is great! Hong Kong doesn't get nearly enough screen time these days.

Okay that's enough of the good stuff. I usually enjoy Camilla Belle, but in this movie she's just really, really boring. The love story is contrived and isn't believable for a minute, the dialogue is more corny than is strictly required of an action film, and 90% of it is dubbed, which never sounds good. The plot was predictable, I had the whole thing figured out halfway through (and I'm usually surprised by the obvious, I am loathe to admit). And did I mention the corny, non-ironic dialogue?

Still, it's a fun flick...I liked it. I'm glad I didn't buy it, though.

Sabriel
Garth Nix

I have read these books oh, probably five times each since discovering them at the age of 18. I really don't want to write a review...so check them out ;) The perfect fantasy trilogy for the person who DOESN'T like the usual fantasy cliches. Wonderfully original series!

Okay so how about some typical blog fodder, hmm?
My skin has been acting great lately,
so I thought I'd participate in the
Polyvore Skincare Meme
that's been going around...

Skin Care by Leanan Sidhe featuring Fresh fashion

Shower: I usually buy a generic, moisture-rich, scent-free bodywash, and then mix it with my favorite Bath & Body Works shower gel. I love their scents, but their products dry out my skin! Thus the base bodywash. May not sound cost-efficient, however, I stock up on my favorite B&B scents (Japanese Cherry Blossom & Warm Vanilla Sugar) right after Christmas, during their massive sales. I have enough B&B products to last me a year.

Face: Neutrogena Deep Clean Facial Cleanser daily, and St. Ives Apricot Scrub twice/thrice a week. My pores, I cannot show you them! ("My pores are tiny, my pores are cute!!" ... I miss Daria)

Lotions: Skin milk all over, Pond's Dry Skin Cream on the face nightly, and I baby my tattoos with some pure Vitamin E lotion. Helps them stay bright, and fights any sun damage that may get through the sunscreen.

ETC. Coppertone, DAILY! I am very pale, I will never tan, I do not want to be tan. Living in sunny Japan, I must be especially careful. I wake up in the morning, and I put on sunscreen, every day. Also, I know it's become the cliche, but it really is true: More water in the body, better, healthier skin. I have noticed a big difference, since I started working out daily and thus drinking LOTS of water.

Next Entry,
Harry Potter Costumes
&
Hopefully More Stuff.

I leave you with this picture of me,
in my awesome new LOFNOTC shirt.

Altered by moi, of course.
Salute!

Til Next We Meet,
♥,
~ Amy

Baby, It's You

Adventures!

Death Proof has nothing to do with this post.
Except for the fact that I am
watching it right now.
Also, it's a freaking awesome film.
Hooray for girls in fast cars,
beating the ever-loving crap out of a psycho!


Yesterday, some friends and I went to
Yunessun in Hakone,
A spa/hot spring in the mountains of Japan.

The ride through the mountains was...interesting! Exceedingly beautiful, as the mountains are ridiculously green and it was a rainy, misty day. Scary, because: GIANT buss + tiny tiny roads. We arrive in one piece though. Yay buss drivers who know how to buss.

We arrived at the spa and got our most awesome wristbands, which open lockers and pay for food & drinks with a single wave of one's wrist! The spa had many indoor and outdoor hot tubs/springs, as well as kid-friendly areas, and nude areas! (we did not venture into the latter though) There were water slides and delightful robes and delicious, scented stone pools outside. The coffee-scented pool was rocky and bubbly, the wine-scented was deep purple, with a GIANT wine bottle fountain. The Green Tea spring was very large, and yes, bright green, with a very large teapot floating above in the trees! I was reminded of Katers :D

And these were all outside, and it was a perfect cold, rainy day too, which is great hot spring weather! Cool drops are falling on your head, while steam rises around you and up into the trees. Guh, the mountain was so beautiful.

Also, there was a special pool you could dip your feet into, FULL of tiny fishes!!! :D :D :D They nibble all the yucky bits off of you toes! Oh, how I squealed and giggled with ticklish glee!

Here are some lovely pictures,
taken by my friend Ingrid.

Buss ride.
Obligatory peace sign.
When in Japan...

Awesome Robes!
I am wearing a cover-up,
due to my tattoos.

Oh Engrish!

Kiddie Area!

Coffee-scented!

I died in the coffee.
Much like an insect.

Wine-flavored!

My new friend, the Yunesun Mascot.
I enjoy him.



And in clothing adventures,

The Story of Skirt

My husbot is very attentive,
especially when it comes to gifts.
In fact, he keeps a list on his computer,
of things I've mentioned I like.
(I know, you all hate me and are jealous.
I must use this power only for Good.)
A while back, I mentioned how much I like
pretty much EVERYTHING on Hunters & Gatherers.
However, most of their stuff remains in my,
"Want it, will never afford it" file.

And then, when I FINALLY had a date for
my move to Japan, Rick decided to celebrate by
picking out this Skin Graft skirt for me :O
All by himself!
I was quite, QUITE enthralled.

After a long wait,
Two postage mixups,
and a new address,
the skirt at long-last arrived in Japan!

It's an interesting piece.
Gorgeous, and I love it, and love styling it.
It will be even more fun in the winter,
with thick stockings and such!
(Right now I wear black booty short under,
to avoid any unnecessary flashing)

For now, here are some things I am trying out.

Girly, understated.

I LOVE THE RUFFLES.

Girly, costumed.

I need white gloves!

Steampunk, understated.

Think of it as Office-Goth!

Steampunk, costumed.

Am 19th Century strumpet!
I love this skirt, SO HARD.
Nice choice, Husbot :D

And in other weird-fashion news,
I has these cowboy boots :D

And I LOVE them!

Rather Faye Valentine-esque!
They make me happy.


That is all for now!
Til Next We Meet,
♥,
~ Amy

Sprout & The Bean

Raindrops & Denim & Accessories

This week was a venture in two things
I have never been all that good at,
fashion-wise:
Rain Gear and Good Jeans.


Now, it's the rainy season here in Japan.
Typhoons are not unheard of,
though here near Tokyo Bay, one is pretty safe.
Still.
Water, water everywhere.

After much searching,
I came across these lovely Wellies
from Target, via Amazon.
They has little red birdies!

I dig, I definitely dig.
I also enjoy this outfit, and wear it often.
Top from Delia's, YEARS ago.
Skirt a thrifted and chopped find.
Goldfish necklace via Paraphernalia

Wellies!

New Bag!
I love the NEX, I really do.
Hooray for tax-free shopping ;)
Mondani, faux snakeskin, on sale, etc.

Ah do declayah.

+ Funbrella!

All together now!
I love my yellow B.Moss raincoat.
It has been my friend for many years.

Okay so, I saw these tights
at The Mighty Soxor, and had to has.
Very Amanda Palmer Oasis Video.
UO Shorts (pyramid studs by me),
Shirt found in the kid's section at Goodwill.
Can't wait to wear this outfit
with the sky blue cowboy boots in the mail.

Favorite SD Shirt, bar none.

So, jeans and I have been having a
complicated relationship as of late.
Mostly due to the fact that I no longer belong
in the junior's department.
At least when it comes to pants.
Such pants are made for girls with no hips.
Or, girls who believe the best way to attract
is to wear things skin-tight to said curves.
Girls, no.
Even if you are skinny, this will make you
look not so.

Anyway.
Tired of looking like my bum was ten
feet wide in jeans,
I finally sucked it up and went to the Levi's
display in the missus section, and...

...it wasn't scary!
Yes, Mom-jeans live there.
But so do good jeans!
With many, many size options!
One pair of long, straight leg, size 2's later...

BEHOLD!
I look my proper size!

+ Candie's Boots :D


Substance in the near future!
Until then,
Here, enjoy some Social Distortion.

Til Next We Meet,
♥,
~ Amy

And You Are Starry Starry Starry...

Days Of Costume

Japan is an interesting study in personal style.
I suppose when you're in the States,
looking IN on J-fashion,
it may be kind of hard to "get".
But being here,
seeing a million men in suits,
and a billion kids in school uniform,
it makes PERFECT sense to see
the crazy shades of neon on the weekends.
Lives are so uniform, so compartmentalized.
Frankly, it's quite beautiful :D

Now, stuff!

The Life Before Her Eyes
2007, Vadim Perelman

Diana McFee is 33 years old, and leads an idyllic life with her husband and young daughter in a lovely home with a gorgeous, flowering garden. She has the job she always dreamed of, a good marriage, and her daughter is going to a good school. All this should be making her happy, but as the 15th anniversary of her own High School's shooting draws near, Diana finds her own sanity slipping with (what appears to be) survivor's guilt.

The movie flashes between Adult Diana (Uma Thurman) and Teenage Diana (Evan Rachel Wood), and we are shown her troubled teenage years in vivid detail, as well as her relationship with her best friend, eternal good girl Marueen (Eva Amurri). Marueen is a good student, with a crush on a good Christian boy, who wants to get married and have lots of babies and be a good mother to them. Young Diana was the trouble-making weed-smoker who had an abortion and whom no one thought would amount to anything, save for Maureen and one teacher. As the film goes on, one is reminded that as much as the choices we make as a kid still define us, our past is something that should make us stronger, smarter, and that we should not feel we have to pay for it for the rest of our lives.

The film leads up to a twist I totally wasn't expecting, that some people didn't like, but that I personally think makes the whole experience all the more poetic and heartbreaking. This was a great film, even if it's very sad. It was exactly the sort of film I needed to see too, as someone who often lets the past get the best of her, even though life is great right here and now. It's a powerful watch, I highly recommend! Also, I love Evan Rachel Wood, even if she does tend to stick to Sullen/Troubled-Girl roles. She's wonderful, and so is Uma, who is so gorgeous in this. Go watch it.

Starry Starry Starry!
Liquid Eyeliner Adventures for LOFNOTC.
(if you have to ask, you'll never know)


This past week I've been going through
the clothes that were in boxes in our shipment.
I realized I had some cute things!
Behold, The Forgotten Dresses!
One costumey,
One casual,
and One Snazzy.

This dress is a bit big on me,
but I love it!
Very apropros, I think.

Of course, me being me, I had to add
The Lightsaber.
Mara in Jabba's Palace, clearly.
(Geek.)

I bought this some time ago at Old Navy.
It makes an excellent bikini cover-up,
but also makes a really nice day dress!
Plus, it makes me feel as if I am wearing
The Van-Trapp family's drapes!
:D

So much PRINT!

At long last, here it is,
The Monthiversary Dress,
Picked out by Husbot at Macy's
for our ONE month wedding anniversary,
last year :D

Kinda va-va.
May also contain some voom.

Woe!
Not sure how that happened...

Fringed shawl from my sister,
I believe.
Where will I wear it again?
No idea!
But I will wear it again...
Perhaps for the two-year anniversary,
in New Zealand ;)


And then,
here's me,
Daily Outfit,
Cleaning the house on a Saturday!

No frills.
Well, a few frills.

FEETS!
Next entry, perhaps I will review True Blood.
Maybe.


Til Next We Meet,
♥,
~ Amy

Limping 'Round On Pagan Holidays...

The Time Has Come

To chop off the hair.
Frankly, this saddens me, but it can't be helped.
Much as I love my hair long and flat-ironed,
it simply doesn't agree with
the Japanese weather, not at all.
Generally, you see me pictured inside,
in my nice air-conditioned apartment!
As soon as I step outside, however,
all that crisping is for not.
The humidity grabs ahold of my French-Irish locks
and twists them for all it's worth.
Not pretty. Not at all.
And it's only getting HOTTER here
in the Land of The Rising Sun.

Happily, I have the name of a stylist.
Plus, Husbot likes short hair on me.
Still, I was a bit lost on what to do.
I want something I haven't done before!

Then I saw this lovely girl
in the Sartorialist:

Will it work on my head?
With my face?
Who knows!

Here's me, currently.

Yuk.
And for those who never saw,
here I am when I had my FAVORITE short cut,
dyed midnight blue :D

Loved it.
Perhaps I'll just be daring
and see what happens.
It's just hair!
Plus, worst comes to worst,
fisherman hats are all the rage here ;)

Entry of substance soon.
Full of books and things.
For now, I'm tired.
It was a hard weekend, emotionally.
Being far away from Family
when Bad Things happen isn't fun.
But there is life to be lived.
And hair to be chopped.
Naptime.


Til Next We Meet,
♥,
~ Amy

And The Livin's Eeeeasy...

I Return!

Good Lord, gone for a bit hmm?
This past week and a half has been utterly nuts.
I had my AOB class all last week (blah),
and then Husbot was home for a long weekend (yay!).
Not to mention that on monday,
the bulk of our belongings arrived!
Joy! Rapture!
Few things are more endearing than
a cute boy putting together a bookshelf :D

So yes, it's been a busy week,
and I am pleased to be back into my routine,
even if Husbot is back out to sea for oh,
three months :P

But as I sit here,
munching yummy chips and avocado dip,
I realize the past week has been
full of things to be happy about.
In addition to a husbot and all our stuff,
here are some other silly things to make Amy happy!

While still a swiftly-tilting-ball-of-cat,
Ampersand (formerly Genie) has settled in nicely!
She is terribly affectionate!
Also a bit of an attention-starved Diva.
She picked the perfect Humans.
I enjoy kitty-cuddles and playing.

Newest Dolly!
Her name is Sookie.
My Husbot spoils me.
I think I'm done buying dolls
for a little while though!
They do delight me so.

Neil Gaiman & Amanda Palmer
have finally outed themselves as a couple.
About damn time.
Now it's true, I tend to admire many folks,
but generally just for their chosen crafts.
The obsession with the personal lives of celebs
weirds me out, frankly, these are real people
you're stalking, with real lives.
However, in this case, these are two people
who so graciously allow their fans in on their
ups and downs, good days, bad days, etc.
It's nice to see them both so happy :D
Amanda's entry in her blog on the subject
especially made me grin.


And Then,

Katers tagged me,
for this lengthy meme!
Woot!


What is your current obsession?
Well, there are many life-long ones, such as Star Wars, Dolls, Tiny Boxes and Exciting Footwear. As for a current phase, I am very much enjoying collecting chopsticks, postcards, and paper fans. Considering where I am currently residing, this should come as no surprise. I hope the novelty never wears off.

What is your weirdest obsession?
Some people might find my Blythe/doll obsession weird, either because they find Blythes creepy or maybe I should like more conventional things at the age of 23. To the latter folks, I say go be boring somewhere else :D

What are you wearing today?
Black & White striped top, new denim shorts, pictured below. I am pleased with my new-found comfort with wearing shorts :D

What's for dinner?
Hmmm, probably rice and something else...don't ask me such things so early in the day!

What's the last thing you bought?
A bottle of Cantaloupe Milk from the vending machine downstairs. Quite possibly the nectar of the gods.

What do you think about the person who tagged you?
She is fabulous! And ever so stylish, I often find myself good naturedly jealous of her effortlessly delightful looks. I wish we'd gotten more chances to hang out whilst I was stateside, alas! Perhaps in the future, though!

That question about a fully furnished, paid-for house that everyone answers with 'Paris' or 'New York'.
Actually, I quite like it here. I personally feel like living in Japan is a dream come true in and of itself. It's all I could want of the moment, even if Husbot must be away so often. As for the future, while I love New York dearly and would love the means to visit it often, I wouldn't want to raise my family there. Give me New England again. Give me a crumbling farmhouse again, near woods and streams and fields and flowers, but not too far from civilization that my kids hate me :D

What is your must-have item for summer?
Air conditioning, sunscreen, and a fabulous pair of shades. I am pale in the manner of a Victorian Violet, and while I like sunny days, the sun and I do not get along. I burn, fry, and wilt.

If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would it be?
My sister's house, to visit the kidlets! Even though it is near-midnight there, oh fudge.

Who do you want to meet right now?
Nick Drake is making me happy with his musics at the moment, so, I'd chill with him in Heaven.

What is your favourite piece of clothing from your own closet?
So Difficult! I'll say this top that I'm wearing though, because it can be dressed up, down, somewhere in the middle, it goes with nearly everything, and it looks nice on me.

What is your dream job?
Published Author :D

What's your favourite magazine?
Elle, Vogue, and Spin are my must-haves. Music and Fashions and Pretty Pictures!

What do you consider a fashion faux-pas?
Do believe I've covered most of them in this blog. But for good measure: Stop Dressing Trashy.

Describe your personal style.
Boho Audrey Hepburn.

What are you going to do after this?
Resist the urge to run into Yokosuka for sushi, and instead finish unpacking these boxes. I can go into town tomorrow, with a clean house behind me.

Three styling tips that always work for you:
1. Know what flatters my frame.
2. Mascara, no matter what the occasion.
3. When in doubt, wear tights under it.

What are you proud of?
Definitely silly things, like style and creative projects and leaving various selfish vices behind me. I am also pretty proud of being in a good relationship...it's 50% my doing, after all :D

What do you see outside your window?
Many trees, other buildings, hawks...I am eight floors up!

What is your favorite color?
It's such a cop-out, but it's true, BLACK. It can be so many things!

What is your weakness?
Procrastination. And also skittles, woe to my midsection.

What animal would you be?
I must also go with cat! It would be delightful, acting like the queen of the universe and being treated as such.

What would you like to learn how to do?
Speak Japanese. I am getting there, slowly but surely.

What do you want to never happen in life?
LAWL at the zombies, Kater XD
Um! Obviously, there are many things I'd like to not happen. Deaths in the family, houses catching on fire, alien invasions, etc. As for things I don't think I'd be able to handle, however, I think the death of a child would be it. I have a hard enough time when a friend or a grandparent or even a PET dies. I can't imagine what I would do if I had a child, and they were killed. Husbot is directly after that on the list.

What is on your bedside table?
Three piles of books, a lamp, and my Hello Kitty alarm clock. Perhaps also my glasses, in their cute antique case.

What was your favorite children's book?
Best Friends, by Steven Kellogg. I recently bought it off of Amazon, and it sits proudly on my bookshelf.

What did you want to be as a child?
An actress, a model, a writer, a mommy.

What did you dream about last night?
I cannot recall, though I do remember that it was rather upsetting.

Which do you prefer, day or night?
These days, daytime. I love the evening more, though.

What would you like to get your hands on right now?
All the shoes in the world ever.

What is your must-have of the moment?
My awesome new sunglasses!

What's your favorite tea flavor?
Black currant black tea, and also the lovely darjeeling present in this country.

What are you looking forward to?
Kyoto! The girls and I want to try and go there sometime this summer, while the fellows are out to sea. After that, of course, will be Husbot coming home for six months. North Korea best not keep acting like a petulant child :P

Pick one line of poetry that sums up your mood right now.
Cliche, however, it's true.
"Two roads diverged in a wood and I,
I took the road less traveled,
and that has made all the difference."
~ Frost

My Question!
What do you miss most from childhood?
I miss the freedom to act like a little girl without anyone thinking twice.



Now, Wardrobe Project!

Aforementioned outfit of the day:

Noface!

I love these new shorts.
So much, in fact, I have dressed
them up in many ways!
Shorts: Forever21
Flip-Flops: Forever21
Top: JCPenny's, AGES ago.

Now generally, I dislike flip-flops.
Mostly due to the fact that most pairs
are a fashion copout, or a neon monstrosity.
Also, they hurt my feet.

Not only is this pair WONDERFULLY
studded and stylish,
they're like walking on squishy clouds.

Look 2!

Another top that I've had for ages,
Probably since I was 17.
I bought it at Rock'n Willy's,
long before I worked there myself.
Still cute though, and delightfully hippie.

So ungraceful!
I am trying to show off my shoes!

Are they not divine?
These, too, are so very comfortable.
Could walk in them all day.

Have I mentioned the amount
of amazing shoes to be found in Japan?

Look 3!

I got this top at the NEX in Norfolk,
last year. Designer, but on sale for 25$!

These shoes are NOT comfortable.
Do I look like I care?

The Friends episode involving Monica's boots
is brought to mind, most keenly.
I refuse not to wear them, though.
Even if I bleed alll over the streets of Yokosuka.

And last but not least,
my new favorite dress!

Also a forever21 purchase.
I love not spending tons of money
on things that make me so happy.
I am wearing shoes pictured previously:

Diva, jeez.


And now, to finish unpacking.
Not go and get sushi.
Nope, definitely not...
>.>

Here's Amanda Palmer singing with Her Daddy :D



Til Next We Meet,
♥,
~ Amy

Meow!

Normally I don't post daily event-type entries on this blog,
however!
Today is no ordinary day!
I has a kitty!!!!!
Well, almost.

First my application has to go through, and THEN Husbot has to meet her as well, they like everyone in the family to meet the pets before they go home. Or he can simply email them and say "Yes, we talked about this, kitty will not be an unwanted surprise, etc." I understand that all this must be done because a) it's military-affiliated and b) they really care about the animals there. They have a big playroom for all the kitties, things for them to climb on, etc. They love the cats they take care of, which is lovely and makes me very happy for the homeless/abandoned pets. Still, I am impatient :D

Her name is Genie (I could change it, she's only 2 years old, but I kinda like it. Feral child :D). She's spayed already, and is suuuuper sweet and cuddly, if a little bit shy. She's a brown and tan striped tabby, on the smaller side and quite dainty. I kicked myself for not taking a picture, I forgot until after we'd left. Soon, though! The gal pictured above is a dead-ringer.

Am excited! I may have to wait until the 9th before I can bring her home, but it'll be worth it. Perhaps I'll visit her after my AOB classes next week :D

KITTY!

EDIT: You can find out more about PAWS,
where Genie is living, here!

~ Amy

Some Love For You!

Glass
by Bat For Lashes
(listen to the song here)

I will rise now
And go about the City,
In the street's broadways I seek
Him whom my soul loveth

Went over the sea
what did I find
A thousand crystal towers
A hundred emerald cities
And the hand of the watchman
In the night sky
Points to my beloved
A knight in crystal armor

And I tried to hold him
I tried for the creed
I'll make a suit of colors
To stop the blinding mirrors
Sew a cape of red and gold
Stifled up the beam
With the perfect armor
With a perfect dream

To be made of glass
When two suns are shining
The battle becomes blinding
To be made of glass
But we ride tonight, tonight, tonight we ride

And with two suns spinning
At two different speeds
Was born a hot, white diamond
Burning through the rainbow
Flames fell into orbit
To hold eternally
Two heavenly spirits
That just wouldn't seem

To be made of glass
When two suns are shining
The battle becomes blinding
To be made of glass
But we ride tonight, tonight, tonight we ride...


~~~~


I adore that song!
Any love song that quotes
Song of Solomon is automatically effective.

Am contemplating going internet-less
for the weekend, save of course email-checking.
I have stories I wish to write.
And hopefully soon a kitty to bond with.
We shall see!

My muse is a fickle thing.
The story I want to write, I can't.
While all these fictional usurpers
come creeping in against my will.
I'll get something committed to page this weekend,
at any rate.

Til Next We Meet,
♥,
~ Amy

Cherry Colored Funk

This shall be a fairly image-heavy post.
With some fun fashiony things,
blogs I enjoy,
and geekery galore.
However, let's start with a semi-rant!


Don't Be A Baka Gaijin.

(Baka Gaijin = Japanese for Stupid Foreigner) Let's make this clear first: I am an American, proud to be one, always will be. Obviously, as I married a US Sailor. Not to mention half my family is in the service somewhere. Even when I don't like everything America does, I love my country. That said.

Americans, you can be big ol' IDIOTS when you are in another country, Japan is no exception. Sure, everyone makes a cultural faux pas or two. You didn't know you're not supposed to talk on your cell on the train, you missed the sign that said take off your shoes, you mispronounced something, etc. Usually, if you're respectful and apologetic about your mistakes, the locals totally understand and are very gracious and helpful. Laugh at yourself, and they'll laugh with you!

But then there are those visitors who have absolutely no respect for the people or their customs. Or simply aren't aware of them. To you, some common sense tips!

The Locals Speak English: "Omg, that was so racist!" "Pshht, it doesn't matter, they don't understand me!" Yes, I heard this yesterday, following a very racist comment from an American chick on the train. And while it's true, most Japanese people are not fluent in English, English is a required class in most schools. In fact, it's required in most schools in most highly developed countries. And you can bet they've learned to keep an ear out for certain words. See that lady there? She's glaring at you! Baka Gaijin.

Be Polite: Really, is it so hard? Even if you don't speak or read a word of the language or know any of the customs, a polite and apologetic attitude will go SOOOO far. Remember what your mama told you. Please, thank you, excuse me! I mean, really? Do you ever use those words in America? Sometimes I wonder. Then again, we in America have learned to tollerate a much higher level of rudeness. Which brings me to my last point.

Stop Expecting ANY Other Country To Be America: Yes, pointing out differences between your home and another place is always fun! But to do so disdainfully, as if you are entitled to have things be exactly the way they are back in the States, as if you're in an amusement park of pagodas and sushi and at night you'll be going back to a familiar world, is dumb. You are a guest in this country, a place where people were living and functioning in a complex society THOUSANDS of years before The United States was even a blip on the radar. Yeah there may be western-style toilets in the rest room and Brad Pitt might be on the billboards, but you're still a long way from home. ENJOY IT! And stop being a jerk. You make nice people like myself, my husband, and our friends embarrassed to be Americans. And nobody likes that.


Okay, scolding over! Here are some blogs I think you would enjoy :D


Adam: Old Skipping Record. He may be young, but kid knows his music! Always an informative treat to read. Also pretty ridiculously amusing.

Dayna: Gingerbread Haus. An otherworldly girl who may or may not have actual wings. Thought-provoking entries, and general loveliness abounding!

Dylan: Stereotypical Cinematic. My first source for all things geek, film, and fantastical, especially the really great, underrated stuff that tends to fly under the radar. Also the only other actual Jedi I know.

Kater: all this happiness. Lovely and ethereal fashions, a great etsy shopkeep, and a wonderful friend to boot!

Lorelle: Luscious Letters. A grand source of inspiration, especially when I find myself all caught up in writer's block. Also a fantastic and beautiful human being.

And now that I've been generous,
VANITY!
I've gotten a fair few accessories lately,
that I just haven't gotten around to featuring.
I'll just lump them all in here.

I'm in love with this cardigan from Forever21.
It's silky and floppy and cape-like.

This bag, also from Forever21, makes me happy.

What with the fringe, it looks
especially cute with these sandals!

Ew legs.
I enjoy Forever21 products,
especially when I want something trendy,
such as a studded bag or fringed sandals.
If they go out or get tired, I did not spend a lot
of money on them, and thus feel okay
if I don't wear them often in the years to come.

Pretty sure I'll wear these til they rot off my feet, though :D


Outfits!
I enjoy the clothing stores in Yokosuka.
Japan may be an expensive country to live in,
but you wouldn't know it, looking at the cute things
I get on sale.

Top from Paseos.
Included a very cute black ruffled scarf!
(Tiny black & white stripes do not photograph well)

Love it!

Dress & Top from Pixy.
Now, I've had woes with banded skirts before.
But this one has lots of give,
and looks very cute over denim capris.

Such a hipster.
Short-sleeved hoodie also from Pixy.
The plaid has sparkly thread throughout!
I couldn't say no to such sparkle
for such a low price.

Just tell yourself there's a spider on the ceiling.



Here, have some Japan-y shots!

Enoshima Temple.

Jade & I pretend to jump!

Blythe advertises hair dye now!

Her name is Yoshimi!



Til Next We Meet,
♥,
~ Amy

Mother Teach Me To Walk Again.

On Self Improving & Motherhood & Such

I am at the mini-NEX buying milk, in my gym clothes. A cute get-up, as far as such things go, shorts and a sport tank. I’ve somehow managed to keep the mascara from running and my compass pendant from falling off while running. The checkout girl, who happens to be a casual acquaintance, compliments me. Asks when my friends and I work out, I tell her, we talk about Navy husbands briefly and staying in shape when they’re gone, normal small talk.

Behind me, however, I hear an only slightly older woman laugh as she juggles two unwieldy offspring. “That’ll all change when you two have kids!” She says. “I just stopped bothering, they stop noticing.” Not with woe, not as a funny, exaggerated warning, but in a tone and with a smirk that suggests supreme smug satisfaction. I’ve seen it before, directed at me. ‘You pretty girls are doomed, soon you’ll be just like me, not caring a bit that your hair is a mess and sweat pants have become your uniform. HA! Enjoy your little workouts and your little dresses and your husbands who still think you’re cute while you can.’

Now, there are lots of reasons why this comment should be easily disregarded. People will put you down when you don’t meet up to their standards. And then when you try to better yourself, take care of yourself, stay healthy, there will be those who mock you then too. It’s human nature. We’re insecure beings. We like to keep people down, or knock down those who intimidate us. I’m guilty of it, sure, but I know it‘s bad behavior and I try to keep the instinct to put down those who intimidate me in check. I’m appalled, though, that someone could be so blatantly rude to my face. But perhaps, her personal life isn’t the happiest right now. No worries.

But it did get me thinking. No, I am not a mother yet, nor do I plan on being one in the very near future. But I do plan on being one. And I’ve also been surrounded by mothers, babies, small children, and husbands who still find their wives attractive all of my life. I understand losing yourself for a bit, losing your sense of style and the time to truly doll yourself up for a while in favor of letting your body go through it’s natural changes in size, in favor of caring for someone who depends solely on you, of course I do. But to give yourself up to that as an inevitability, as something that can’t be changed and the world should stop expecting you to be pretty, to express yourself, is a very sad and, I think, misguided way to think. Especially with the examples I’ve had.



My mom is one of the classiest ladies I know. Even when she was juggling all six kids under one roof, little boys and moody teenage girls and young men tracking dirt and dust on her carpets, she’s had class. Even if the dress might not have been new or the shoes the latest fashion, when we went shopping for groceries when I was a whiny, clingy toddler, she was put together, neat, with a signature shade of berry-colored lipstick and a spritz of Estee Lauder Beautiful. My sister has two little ones, and while yes, at home it’s all casual easy-to-clean wear, when she hops out the door to run errands she’s wearing a flattering pair of jeans, a cute little pair of flats and a chic jacket, kids in tow. My sister in law has three kids under the age of eight, and is the tiny, high heel-obsessed fashionista mom who does it all. My friend Erika is an utterly exceptional dready rainbow momma to her two kids, engaging in many creative projects and dressing in bright colors that make people smile.


I can’t possibly imagine giving up my expression, my sense of self, the things that make me who I am and that make me feel like a girl! I am reminded of Laura Bennett from Season 3 of Project Runway. While I doubt I could be a mom of six boys and still wear khakis and neck scarves every single day, she did inspire me to set iron-clad goals for myself for the future. If I have five minutes, I can pick a pair of well-cut jeans instead of sweats. If my hypothetical kids are zoned out in front of Yo Gabba Gabba, I can hop on the treadmill. I can swipe on mascara. I can grab an apple instead of a lunch-able. We can all throw paint and glitter around together. And so forth.

So no, I’m not a mother yet. My body hasn’t gone through all of those changes, all of that trauma, and my life hasn’t been set aside in favor of nurturing another, yet. But I do already know that if I don’t make that (small) extra effort to still take care of myself, all relationships will suffer. Simple as that. I want to stay the fit, pretty, artistic wife. I want my kids to not think I resent them. I’m sure I’ll get lazy in there somewhere, yeah. The hair may not get straightened every day, and the jewelry may take longer to get made. But you won’t hear me bragging about no longer feeling like myself.

Til Next We Meet,
♥,
~ Amy

The Luckiest Guy On The Lower East Side...

Every Relationship has Issues.
But mostly, I just used that comic because
heehee, she's wearing a frog suit :D

So a couple of livejournal friends tagged me
for the 'Always & Never' style meme.
(I liked Katers' a lot!)

After reading this quote from The Sartorialist:
"I am realizing that great personal style is made up of a certain percentage of "always" items and methods, mixed with a certain percentage of "sometimes" fashions, and a certain percentage of "nevers"."

I decided to make mine into

Always, Sometimes, & Never.
:D


Always:

Ballet Flats: This is a style accident really, mostly due to two things. One, I worked at a job for two years that involved LOTS of standing, and I wasn't going to be caught dead in ugly comfortable shoes. Two, I am slightly taller than husbot, and it feels natural to not wear tall shoes with him. Thus I have about a million pairs of flats, in all colors, patterns, quality levels and prices :D

Black Tights: I must agree with Kater here, they really do ground an outfit. I wear lots of skirts too, and like to layer tights under shorts. Plus they're terribly mysterious.

Mascara, Blush, and Shimmer: Shopping, exploring, or even just to the gym. I often add much more, shadow, eyeliner, etc. But I never leave the house without at least these three makeup items.

Daily Jewelry: Not much, my three hoops in each ear and a charm-y necklace, of which I have many. I'm big on my white unicorn right now, pictured below.

Lovely, Airy Dresses: Nothing is more lovely to lounge about the house in. My idea of loungewear is very lacy and floaty.

GIANT Old Man Sweaters: Compfy!

General Put-Togetherness: Even if I'm wearing something a little crazy, I try to stay at least a few notches above uber casual. That's my personal goal; I'm not a snob about it. Other people want to be casual, that's fine with me! But I would have loved to have been born in an earlier era, when the daily wear of the modern woman was all chic and pearls. We're SO casual as a society. About a year ago I made a personal choice to stop waiting for a special occasion to happen to me, and dress like every day's my birthday! Even if it's jeans and a shirt, it'll be dark wash jeans and heels, and my 50's style, puffed-sleeved Social Distortion hoodie :D

Subtle Sex Appeal: I can't help trying. Maybe it's because I spent so many years feeling like The Ugly Kid or The Tragically Uncool Teenage Goth, or maybe it's just because I feel good about myself more often these days. But I like a touch of mystery and sex appeal, without venturing into vulgar territory, of course. Tights under shorts = good sexy. Words written on the butt of your teeny tiny hotpants = Trashy.

Sometimes.

Sky-High Heels: I have no ankles. My legs are slim, so this may escape immediate notice, but I do, in fact, have cankles. Heels hide this fact. Plus, they're hot. This is a sometimes because my feet naturally turn in weird and thus I risk twisting an ankle, and I dislike towering over my husbot. But I love them, ooooh how I love them.

Upswept Hair: Normally I flat-iron my pesky waves. But recently, with my hair getting longer and having moved to a very humid area, I'm finding a nice upsweep terribly lovely and easy to control. Also pictured below.

Dark Lipstick: It doesn't go with every look, and usually not my day looks. Plus I'm allergic to most lip products. Usually I go with balm and a light shimmer. But lately, Almay has come out with some lovely darker shades. Tres Bettie Page!

Tiny Skirts: But again, only over tights or leggings. With tights = cute fashion statement! Without = I can see your butt almost!

Never.

Gym Clothes In Public: Unless, you know, I'm going to the gym. No sweat pants, no nondescript hoodies, no shapeless tees, nadda. Jeans are just as easy, folks.

Crocs, Uggs, or Neon Flippy Floppys: Yes, they're all lumped together. Because there is no point to any of them existing.

Belts: I don't know why! I just don't. Excepting the occasional waist cinch.

Anything With The Brand Name Printed ALL OVER IT: I dunno. Probably because I either find it simply a rather unimaginative form of decoration, or at times quite unclassy. I mean, I like some Baby Phat things, and the kitty cat logo is cute, but really? You want to be a walking Baby Phat billboard? Will that give your life meaning? Kay...

Newest Addition to the club!
Pullip Dolls leave me in awe,
even though I adore my Blythes best.
Their clothes have amazing detail.

Pretty!

So yes, clothes!
I purchased this adorable little bubble skirt
this weekend at the mall by base.
1,500 Yen, can't beat that with a stick!
(15 bucks, Americans)

I love the gingham!
And easily covered up!
I look like Sarah McLachlan here...

I've been all about the simple details,
and singlar punches of color lately.

Unicorn Necklace
by Betsy Blonde.
I LOVE it!

Peacock Tank from Forever21.
Is that not a gorgeous print?!
It sparkles!

Speaking of sparkle...
My Ruby Slippers :D
These are actually kids' shoes from Steve & Barry's.
They pinch a little, but I don't care ;)

Ew my body looks weird here.
But you can see the shoes!

This pic makes me giggle!
A HUSBOT TACKLE IS COMING!

As you can (kinda) see,
Husbot is home for a few days!
We have had many adventures, some of them
involving space men.

Hope you had a lovely weekend!

Til Next We Meet,
♥,
~ Amy

I Will Rise Now...

In Which We Are Terribly Trendy


This entry has a theme of trends, I fear.
I am not a trend-follower, not really.
But if something comes along that I find fabulous,
I tend not to let the fact that it's
a passing trend deter me.
I like what I like, and dislike what I dislike.
The End.
:D


First off!
Movie!
Plenty of SPOILERS!
But then, it's been out for a bit, so, you know.

I finally got to watch this little gem, and it was delightful. Of course, people like to gush on and on about what an EPIC and IMPORTANT film it is, and that’s just eye-rolly. Happily, the film isn’t as pretentious as all the hype around it, it’s quite lovely and sweet. And very long! But the kind of cozy, good-feeling long film you can curl up and get lost in, not the kind that has you checking your watch, wondering when it will end and knowing exactly what could have been left out (I do this with some of my very favorite movies, even. Like Australia...ooo, still gotta review that, gah!).

On the day hurricane Katrina is to hit New Orleans, an elderly woman named Daisy is on her deathbed, and asks her daughter Caroline to read to her from the diary of one Benjamin Button. Benjamin’s mother, also named Caroline, dies giving birth in 1918, to a shriveled, sickly little baby boy whose bones are twisted with arthritis. Distraught and heartbroken, Thomas Button leaves his infant son on the doorstep of a senior’s home, where he is adopted and raised by Queenie, a black nurse who cannot have children of her own. Benjamin isn’t expected to live very long, but live he does, growing slowly younger as those around him grow older. He meets Daisy, the granddaughter of one of the senior residents, when she is a little girl and he is a little boy in the body of an old man. The two remain close throughout their lives, their relationship shifting as they slowly meet in the middle.

I gotta say, I’ve gotten less impressed with Brad Pitt in recent years. Good actor, sure, but the line between actor and character gets blurred and sometime I wonder who I’m actually seeing on screen. He was AMAZING in this, though, as an old man who is actually a small child, and then as a young man who is really 60, and everywhere in between. His face may look one way, but his demeanor and performance is a completely different age, and totally believable. And the makeup! Aged makeup usually takes me right out of a film, but it’s gotten brilliant as of late. Cate Blanchett is utterly, flawlessly every age she is portrayed, as is Brad. You can convince someone that you are an old woman, but a 17 year old girl also? CRAZY. And of course, it’s a beautiful movie. A feast for the eyes, to use my favorite cliché!

Plot-wise, I liked it as well. It was a simple idea, a man who ages backwards, and it didn’t need much milking either. Watching Benjamin Button’s life play out is powerful enough. Though he leaves Daisy and Little Caroline because he doesn’t want the love of his life to be stuck taking care of him, because he wants Caroline to have a father and not a brother, Daisy is there for Benjamin at the “end” of his life anyway. She is there for him as he forgets how to play the piano, how to walk, how to talk, and eventually as he falls asleep for the last time in her arms. Yes, it may be enviable in the middle of things, to get younger as your peers get older. But at the start of things, and at the end of things, we are exactly the same.

Music!
(Yes it's been out a month.
I never said I was on top of things!)

I love Bat For Lashes. I discovered Natasha Khan and her music early last year, after hearing her gorgeous cover of Bruce Springsteen’s I’m On Fire (one of my favorite songs of ever). I was instantly hooked. Her first album, ‘Fur & Gold’, was a dazzling escape of faerytails and Native American princesses and Halloween scary stories, used to illustrate themes of love, insecurity, abandonment and finding one’s self. What twenty-something female who still plays with My Little Pony wouldn’t relate?

Two Suns is just as dazzling! Lyrically, Natasha hasn’t changed her style or approach, and that pleases me, because she doesn’t have to! She embodies two personas on the album, herself, as well a blonde alter-ego named Pearl (but don’t worry, it’s not the scary, Beyonce-style dual personalities, hehe). Pearl is an optimistic party girl, while Natasha remains introspective. Overall the songs are a bit catchier, a bit dancier, but she’s still telling stories like a gypsy break-dancer. The story she tells is a bit more upbeat, even when she’s love-lorn. Sleep Alone is downright poppy, but still entirely, utterly BFL. Also, it’s a great album to hula hoop to.

Recently we had Friendship Day here on Ikego.
That is when the locals in Zushi are invited onto the base,
for food and music and festival-fun!
It was a good time,
with food on sticks &
traditional drumming &
Japanese people line-dancing.
However, I got a horrible sunburn.
I'm sure you'll be able to see it in the following pics.

Yesterday, I finally bit the bleach-dye-bullet.
Said trend has had me on the fence,
but I've seen some people rock it very well,
without looking like a full-on 80's throw-back.
The results!

While I like the contrast,
I am iffy on how my black tripp jeans came out.
Mostly because the bleach did a number on
their structure, puckering and the like.
But hey, they're fun!

On the other side,
I LOVE how my favorite worn-out henley
responded to the chemical abuse!
It was once black.
You'd never tell now!

Prim!
This denim corset top was a recent
Yokohama purchase, I love it.
So does my husband.

It's a bit awkward over jeans and skirts,
but when I got the brainstorm
to layer it over my favorite white summer dress,
I was ever so pleased.
Am so girly!

I promised neighborhood pics, didn't I?
Oh well, those will come soon!
Right now I have to run to the post office,
buy some milk and more aloe,
clean my messy apartment,
and also email my mommy and husbot.

Am so domestic.
Also, I'll be throwing glitter around.


Til Next We Meet,
♥,
~ Amy

Entry #50: Love Angel Music Baby in a Hong Kong Garden.

Stuff!

So the last couple of weeks have been interesting,
in the personal life. The husbot is out to sea,
in a rather spotty manner.

(Actually Very Big Aircraft Carrier)

I, meanwhile, have been busy with
making the apartment into a home, and also
getting to know the country I now live in.
How to get around, communicate, etc.
It's been grand fun!
But leaves little time for watching/reading
new things.
This is changing though, as things
slow down, become more comfortable,
and of course, I am sans-husbot *sigh*
But for now,
mostly pictures of real life things!

Bunneh!
He is out to sea now too.
Taken for Tea & Armageddon.

NEW BED!!!
I am so in love with it.
I've wanted a four-poster canopy ALL MY LIFE.
Love love love.

Matching dresser!
Also love love love!

Drawers full of all my crazy/handmade
jewelry. Love love love the black velvet.

Yes, the rumors are true.
Have become one who daily works out.
I cannot wait until my new dance hoop arrives,
and my workout hoop & I are reunited.
No more stringy squishy Amy.

My express shipment arrived.
Reunited with my clothes, oh the joy!

What *I* wear grocery shopping.
I'm trying to get up the courage/language skillz
to ask random people on the street
if I may take pictures of their outfits.
I think once I do, it will make for some colorful content!

New perfumes!
Don't judge me for wearing Britney Spears.
I LOVE the scent, and so does Husbot (on me).
I saw the new Curious bottle,
with it's pretty PINK squeezey bit,
and had to has.
Also, Harajuku Lovers 'Baby'
smells WONDERFUL.
And the bottle is a cute little chick!
Kawaii!
Oh dear...

Happily full closet!
Huzzah!

All dolled up!


So yes,
I have a stack of books again,
and time to myself again,
so content will be more consistent again.
Next entry, I'll show you pics of my neighborhood!
There are some lovely shops nearby.
Tonight, though, I am going to
make some tomato soup and watch Dune.
You know the one.

Here, enjoy some Bat For Lashes.



Til Next We Meet,
♥,
~ Amy

I Walk Down My Street Again...

Some Writing.


Prompts from Lorelle :)

"Write a story consisting of only dialogue, where two characters are trying to say something to eachother without ever actually saying it."

(short, two characters from a novel I am working on)

Laura: Do you remember what we used to say to people?

Alabaster: When they asked how we were related? I do believe we’ve used all of them.

Laura: You only got to be my son for a few years, really. Then you got bigger, and I stayed the same.

Alabaster: You were my big sister. Then my twin sister…then my kid sister…

Laura: And now I’ve spent the last ten years as your daughter, I know.

Alabaster: We had to move a lot, back then.

Laura: Yes. I really adored some of those little European towns.

Alabaster: not every kid got to have that experience.

Laura: Yes, I guess that’s true. Have you told Melinda yet?

Alabaster: Yes. She was surprisingly receptive!

Laura: Possibly also relieved, to find out that her fiancé doesn’t *actually* have an adult daughter her age.

Alabaster: Nope. Just a mother in law who’ll outlive her.

Laura: …right.

Alabaster: …She thinks it’s wonderful. Mysterious.

Laura: Right. They always do.

Alabaster: We know better, I know.

Laura: …You know that I…

Alabaster: Yes. I am too.

Laura: And that I…

Alabaster: Yes. Me too.

Laura: …it’s going to be a beautiful wedding.

Alabaster: Yes it will be.

Laura: One adventure we’ve never taken! And we’ve had some fabulous adventures, my boy.

Alabaster: Yes mother, we have.

~

"Write a poem dedicated to the house you grew up in. Do you have good memories there or bad memories? What are someof your favorite memories. This was completely inspired by Amanda Palmer"

Hello my ugly old friend
You of the stained yellow siding,
Haphazard shingles and boards
Shutters and shivering hordes
A haunted old thing
Full of nooks and crevasses
Funny that you felt like an escape.
Monolith lilac trees
Thoroughly grass-stained knees
The only good memories
Took place inside of you
Where I could hide in you
Get lost in my head full of dreams
My ideas and my rebeliousness
Never made that much sense
Not when you’re only nine
But I knew I was slightly off
Never the perfect model of poise and humility
And your haunted walls kept me safe
My secrets of war and escape
The games I played all alone
The only time I was home
Feral girl hiding in trees
Thoroughly roof-scratched knees
Throwing off calico
Climbing out my window
Wondering if god really cared
If I never ever cut my hair
Ghosts laughing at these notions with me
Tried to look just right
When daylight had gobbled the night
Til I ran down your roads
The hot pavement burning toes
Bare feet Tangled hair and Bed Sheets.
We used to drive by
When we’d return to the sky
There are beehives in your yard
Sucking nectar from my clovers
I used to do the same
Do the ghosts remember my name?
Little girl hiding
Ugly yellow siding
Faeries I couldn’t play with
Cornfields I got lost in
I hope they’re remembering to feed the ladybugs.

&hearts:,
~ Amy

I Don't Wanna Take Advice From Fools...

Woah.

So I just recently saw 'A Scanner Darkly'. Which, while being a beautifully done film, will take, I think, a few more viewings before I give it a proper review. And of course, now I want to read the book. It was a bit much to be hit with all at once, but now, sitting here, thinking back on it, I really want to watch it again. Very thick film. Robert Downey Jr. and Keanu Reeves are quite enjoyable, though I'm not sure if Woody Harrelson had to do any acting for his part...

Japan adventures are grand! Some shopping has taken place, as well as working out, and opening my windows to enjoy the lovely weather. Also, I've worn clothes.

I love that shirt.
Shirt: K-Mart, X-Large, chopped up by me :D
Capris: GAP
Wedges: Murasaki Sport

Are they not adorable!?

I fear neither shorts
nor unseasonal sweater usage!

Am so pale.
Shorts: Urban Outfitters
Both tanks: Old Navy

Behold!
Outside of a big Sanrio store in the
Yokohama Landmark Tower!
I look so so silly.
But Hello Kitty?
She looks oh so pink and sparkly.


Hmm, I should also review the Doctor Who
Easter special, shouldn't I?
It was good!
Just made me oh so sad at the end.
The Doctor is getting oh so sad in this incarnation.
But review it I shall, once I get up the motivation
to watch it again, what with it's bitter-Doctor ending.
Until such time, here!
Have a saptastic Doctor/Rose fanvid!
(S4 spoilers for people named My Sister...and Kerri!)




Until Next We Meet,
Taa!

♥,
~ Amy

For Emma, Forever Ago

I know, quoting Bon Iver is sooooo indie-fad.
To offset, here's a picture of Debbie Harry.
Also, I don't care what's indie-fad.
Bon Iver is beautiful music, yo.

HEY how about some Wardrobe Project?!?!
Here are some recent Japan-y purchases.
As you can see, I have gone quite native.

Husbot picked this dress out.
He generally has a good eye for things
that will look cute on me,
and also that suit my personality.
I like it, though it's a bit flowy for something
so short. It will be worn over things.
Jeans & Shorts & Leggings.

Forgive the lame pigeon toes.
I come by them naturally, for real.
Like, I had to wear special shoes
when I was learning to walk,
that taught my feet which way to turn.

90's ballerina!
The florals are EVERYWHERE here!
Rick picked this skirt out, too!
I love it, though pairing it with things
gets tricky. Been a while since
I've worn colorful florals.

Leggings and ADORABLE ballerina socks
purchased at a nearby shop called
The Mighty Soxer.
Yup, entire store full of socks & legwear.
Cute ones, too!

Hee!

Flowers & Tea!!
I was sick for most of this week.
Thus, husbot brought me flowers.
The roses are starting to brown, though :(
I shall take them out tomorrow,
and hang them to dry.

Til next we meet,
taa!

♥,
~ Amy

An Old Friend Calls & Tells Us Where To Meet...

Last picture taken in the states,
With Yoda, my old phone.
(He was small, green, and very wise)
The following pictures had to be
emailed to myself, as I am still
without cord, or card, or anything less cumbersome.
They had to be small, took forever to send,
and may in fact cost me :P
But I was desperate!
And figured you'd all enjoy anyway.

TOGETHER AGAIN!
YAY!

Husbot,
Train.
iPod.
Strange Lands.

GIANT FAN.
Little Cici.
Rental furniture.

The view from my balcony.
Despite the bird nets,
high-rise living is grand.
Our neighborhood is very clean.

Mysterious writings!
Tiny tea sets!

Awesome new television.
Living room looks like a
dentists' waiting room.
Cannot wait to replace the rental furniture
with our new, huge, comfy couch.

Ramen Museum!
Much more exciting than anticipated!
And oh, the food. So good.

Moar.

Tall Tower is Tall.

Big Wheel is Big.
Yokohama is fun :D

And yes,
Proof of Cici's sister!
Raspberry Swirl.
Bought at a toy store for way less
than some of you are paying on ebay ;)


Until next we meet,
♥,
~ Amy

Domo? Domo. ...Domo? Argh.

So, still have no camera.
Or rather, no way to get my pics off my phone.
When one is all up for a visual blog,
this becomes an annoying problem.
Worry not, I am working on it!
Also, I've taken tons of pictures of Yokosuka
and the many adventures had thus far.

In a quick update:
We bought some awesome furniture,
Yen isn't that difficult,
My Japanese is hysterical,
The clothes shopping is heavenly,
and Blythes are easier to find & afford.
Rick just bought me a Friendly Freckles, in fact :D
And the vending machines TALK TO YOU.

Rick goes back out to sea for the summer/most of autumn
May 19th. Boo. Hissss.
But we've gotten to be together, and this is our home.
A real, long-term, settle-in home.
These are happy things.

And soon, you will see pictures of awesome things!

♥,
~ Amy

Japanese Ventures

Have arrived in Japan! Am currently getting our new (huge) apartment all homey-like, as well as adjusting my internal clock to the 13 hour time difference. I wrote more detailed, personal entries on various other (more private) social networks, but suffice it to say, Husband and I are quite happy to be together once more, after a year of living in seperate places. I have a new phone with a much more excellent camera, however we need a cord that will connect to my American laptop before I can share with you all of my visual adventures.

And oh, how visual everything is! Yokosuka in general, while being a big city, still has a rather small-towny feel to it. Streets are small and little houses are stacked and there are gardens and signs and colors and flowers everywhere. People are very friendly here, in base and off, and have awesome clothes. The clothes. Oooooh the clothes! I am in friggin love with Japanese styles, and the fact that, in general, Japanese people dress up a lot more. Even the folks who aren't trying to be uber-hip or edgy wear very clean, classy looks. I have seen many an outfit my mum would absolutely die for on many a classy Japanese lady :D I will have TONS of fun documenting!

But for now, my apartment is quite sparse, though I have done much today to make it feel like home there is still yet much stuff to do. Worry not though, there will be many an entry ahead! :D



~ Amy

My Name Is Pearl And I'll Love You The Best Way I Know How...

Long Title, Short Entry.

I'm on my way!
Well, actually, right now I am in a hotel.
Tomorrow, I hop two planes and land in Tokyo
some 14 hours later. Excitement!
As you can probably guess,
I'll be a bit spotty til all is settled in our new digs.

But I am prepared!
And the kids are enjoying hotel life.
Slumber party!

I really am 12.
Anywhoo, catch you on the flip side....
...OF THE EARTH! OMG!
:D


<3,
~ Amy

Of Moving.

Moving and Things.

For the next seven days, I am to be preoccupied with all things related to having my possessions packed up by strangers, and leaving the country. For those unfamiliar with military moving, I will break it down in simple terms (see: the terms it had to be broken down into for me to understand). You bring ten forests' worth of paperwork to an office, proving that your spouse is stationed in a place, that you ARE their spouse, that you were cleared of all insects, tooth decay and diseases and approved to go to that place also, and maybe an I.O.U for the soul of your future first born, just to hedge your bets. They say, Okay. You pick some dates. On those dates, people you do not know pack up your belongings.

This is in fact a good thing, as this means they're responsible for anything that may go ill during shipment. It is no less a nerve-wrecking thing.

Our two shipments are thus: Express Shipment, and Everything Else.

The exact "expressness" of the former is to be debated, but it is 200 - 400 pounds of stuff that will get shipped via airplane once we have an address in Japan, while Everything Else (furniture, books, most of the stuffed animals...) gets to take the long floaty way.

So basically, I am charged with separating my belongings into 3 Categories: Things I Want Now (one suitcase), Things I Can Go Maybe Two Weeks Without, & Things I Can Go A Month Without.

As not to let myself go mad with panic, have written myself a detailed schedule of the next seven days, and it is in fact very relieving, much as I abhor lists and schedules. Must get this place spotless. Not that my apartment is messy, really. But think of it, girls. All the jewelry that doesn't quite go back in the box after every wear, the closet of doom, the pile of shoes, that random pile of cd cases the boy left in the corner... I don't have to pack, but I can't let there be excess hanging around either.

And then there is the clothing situation. ONE suitcase, the contents of which must weigh 50 pounds or less and last me at LEAST two weeks. TWO WEEKS. Granted, what with recent (lovely) reenlistment bonus and living in land of wonder, there will be plenty of shopping to be had in and around Tokyo. But STILL. Shoes enough for every occasion, while still leaving room for clothes...this may be the perfect chance to experiment with extremely limited denim-wearing.

Thus, a glimpse into my upcoming days. I can't help but stay upbeat, however. I'M FINALLY GOING. Huzzah.

Here's This,
Cause it's pretty and makes me smile.

And a final word
from Natalie Dee.

You know it to be true.
Now, off-time.
Star Trek, or more Lord Of The Rings?
The choices of the Geek...


♥,
Amy