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My head has really been out of it for a while. It’s hard for me to sort out all the hundreds of thoughts coursing through my mind at this moment. Lots of things have been going on that I feel like I’m just swimming though a dense fog.
I went to my very first acupuncture session last week. My mom’s cousin (who used to be a semi A-list TV star in Taiwain) married an acupuncturist (who also practices Western medicine at a hospital). I went to see this aunt last week and started my regimen of herbal remedies. Even though I, myself, am Asian, this all feels quite foreign to me. Nonetheless, I am excited for the outcome of my sessions.
Aside from all of my personal health matters, there have been frequent family events that have kept my schedule very full. I’m not a girly dresser, but I got all dolled up for my cousin’s semi-formal bridal shower party. I even got a fancy manicure, just a little treat for myself. I got my manicure at a Japanese nail salon that I go to every once in a blue moon. This is the design I picked. It’s a pink & glitter gradient nail color with various-sized gemstones on each nail. I love going to this particular salon because they are so creative, talented, & they do an excellent job as well as provide friendly service. This manicure lasted over three weeks & did not chip or get in the way of my everyday activities. The gems were also affixed so securely that I even had a difficult time removing them when my manicure finally decided to expire & give up on me.
I also recently visited the Japanese thrift store DAISO and picked up a few things I’ve been wanting to try for a while but didn’t want to spend the money on. I got two sets of fabric textured washi tape and a pair of heart-shaped scissors. Firstly, washi tape in general is very expensive, especially the cloth kind. The washi tape I got at this thrift store isn’t a very good quality kind, but it only cost me $1.50 for a set of three, so I don’t mind the mediocre quality. Secondly, I saw a pair of ergonomic heart-shaped scissors at my favorite stationery shop a few years ago, but I felt it was expensive ($14) considering it’s supposed to be more for cuteness rather than function. I was very excited when I saw those exact scissors for only $1.50 at the thrift store. Now I can try it without splurging on a fun but functionless craft tool.
Finally, I close this blog post by showing a photo of my latest craft project. I was sitting at my local coffee shop as I was writing this post & eating my lunch. I used the scraps of my lunch packaging to make this little wand. The materials I used were: long straw, hot beverage cup sleeve, sticky label from my lunch wrapper. The tools I used were: my imagination, my hands, & MUJI travel scissors (that I always keep in my purse). I had fun making this ridiculous little thing, but it brightened up my day, & I hope it brightens your day too. Cheers!
Today’s song of the day:
Every time I write something about myself, it’s always about something unusual or weird. Perhaps I think of myself as a weird person. I am not sure. Well, anyway, today I’m going to write about PAJAMAS. This topic, or article of clothing, has been on my mind lately & I wanted to address it.
I have a weird “thing” about pajamas. Maybe it’s called a “quirk” or something, but I just have this issue with pajamas, more specifically keeping pajamas “clean”. Let me try to put this into coherent words. I don’t like wearing pajamas outside of the bedroom. I don’t like walking around the house or lounging around on lazy days in pajamas. I get an uneasy feeling whenever I think about this. It’s mostly because of the idea that I’ve burned into my brain that all pajamas should be clean ones. When I say “clean pajamas”, I mostly mean pajamas that have not touched other household furniture other than the bed. It’s okay if you sit on the couch a little bit, but mainly, I don’t like the idea of wearing pajamas like everyday street clothes or lounging clothes & then climbing into bed when they’ve been all over the place.
I know this is making me sound like a crazy person, but it’s just something that specifically applies to me & my life. I get a gross, partially sickening feeling when I am walking around at the shopping mall, & I see shoppers wearing pajama pants like they’re a pair of comfy sweat pants. I get an even worse feeling when they pair the PJ pants with a pair of UGG™ slippers. I think silk pajamas were once a very fleeting trend in the fashion world a year or two ago. I’ve seen some celebrities in tabloid magazines on those Worst Dressed lists (rightfully so), wearing silk pajama tops as blouses. I personally don’t think wearing pajamas, other than for sleeping, is appropriate. Hey, don’t shoot me for expressing my personal opinion.
I am starting to feel like the more I write about this topic, the more strange I am sounding. I mean, come on. It’s just P-A-J-A-M-A-S for Pete’s sake. I’ve always made it painfully clear that I am in NO way, shape, or form an expert on fashion. I am the least stylish or trendy person I know. I can barely put my jeans on one leg at a time, let alone string together a Fashion Week runway outfit. All I know, & all I can say is that I like to keep my pajamas strictly in the bedroom. My boudoir attire never mixes with my street clothes. I will rarely walk out of my bedroom without changing my clothes first. It’s just my choice. A habit. A quirk. A weird “thing”. To each his own, I guess. Cheers!
Today’s song of the day:
I am sitting here in my local big box coffee shop, thinking about the things I’ve got to do this week. Then it hits me, like a baseball straight to the face, I haven’t written anything in this blog for a hot second. I know it’s not mandatory for me to write anything, but I’ve been trying to impose a goal for myself to write at least once per week, & I am surely losing that battle. Most of the things I write about is nothing of worldly importance or of life-altering significance anyway, so I don’t think missing one or two blog posts will make any difference.
These past few weeks have gone by in such a blur, it really makes me scratch my head & wonder where has all the time gone. Each week passes by as though it’s only been a few days. I’ve got so much going on lately with friends & family pulling me in all different directions. I am amazed at myself, at how I’m able to keep it together & stay organized. It’s fun to be busy (& not idle or lazy), but it’s a little draining on my energy, which has made me become more susceptible to getting frequent allergy attacks again.
These past few weeks, I have been to numerous birthday parties & friendly gatherings. I’ve also been furiously planning my trip to 2015 San Diego Comic Con, as well as preparing for my cousin’s upcoming Summer destination wedding in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. I feel like I’ve barely had any breathing room to think let alone update my piddly blog. This coming weekend I’m attending both my cousin’s bridal shower party and my niece’s 5-year old birthday party. I’m trying to squeeze both events into one day. That’s going to be real fun! (She says with mock sarcasm.)
On an unrelated note, I took some time out to freshen up my stationery hoard. I bought some more new pens & stickers (with a bonus free postcard) because one simply cannot survive on only one color or style. When buying pens, I almost always stick to the Zeebra Sarasa Clip Gel Ink pens. The colors I got were a light pink, gray, light blue & teal. (I realized, once I got home, that I accidentally bought a duplicate of the light blue color.) As I said before, I also bought stickers. The designs I bought this time were more feminine in style. I’m pretty disappointed that my favorite Japanese stationery shop is carrying less stickers in their inventory, but I understand from a logistical viewpoint as to why they are cutting back. (I still don’t like it though.)
Well that’s all I can think of to write in this blog post. I’m off to do some packing for the weekend. Cheers.
Today’s song of the day:
Rabbits & Foxes 
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