This is the imaginary ethnicity’s coming of age ceremony attire. Green and purple are the usual colors for this ceremony (for both men and women), and woolly socks/tights are a must for every formal occasion, as it’s rather windy where they come from.
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My daily yawn:
Today is the day for summer midnight cleaning and thoughts about hair buns. Yesterday was my twice-a-year midnight bicycle ride.
This is an imaginary ethnicity’s traditional wedding garb. One day I will come up with a name for this ethnicity, perhaps also drawing all their traditional garments, constructing their language, writing an anthropology book…
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Delirious from a lack of sleep during the night, I made up some stories to explain some of my own sketches.
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I am slowly starting to stow away things that need to be packed up and shipped to America, and conclusions are a) I own more scarves than I do clothing, b) I am a paper waster, and c) I should probably stop my habit of reading five books at the same time.
(clothes from eley kishimoto)
The lizard-crawling-up-my-body dress is calling for me. There’s a shortage of animals on my clothing, and I’m getting greedy.
Springtime is awakening, and that means feeling the freedom of not having to wear slippers (however cute they may be, they’re also getting a bit tattered) around the house and being able to eat fresh, chilled foods with elegant gusto. I am going to be traveling up north to Hokkaido soon, so the springtime will probably seem even nicer and even more refreshing after a brief tangle in the cold.
I was feeling melancholy a couple of days ago, so I perhaps shouldn’t have watched The Deer Hunter, but I did anyway. Christopher Walken and John Cazale are two of my favorite actors. They wore fur hats in some parts of the film, and I don’t like real fur, but I liked the way those hats looked and the furry wilderness of the hats juxtaposed to their tuxedos.
I also bought flowers yesterday in my post-The Deer Hunter blueness. I have never really been a flower person, but I think I’m becoming one. As soon as I got home and arranged flowers around the apartment, I started to feel a bit lighter and happier.
If I could make clothes (a distant dream for the future; it’s a bleak dream at the moment, however, since I can’t seem to finish my knitting projects), I fancy making minä perhonen-like clothes.
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