Hey - what can I say? Except this year I chose I more subtle color, hairstyle, and all-around attitude.
It's amazing how calm you can be when you're not frantic for pictures.
When it came to my hair thought, they were really excited to tease and tassel me. I remembered how I looked like a muffin-top last time, my face always reflecting the shades of pink and red from all angles and generally looking like a cherry tomato. I actually began to cry tears of frustration after I told them I wanted to tone it down, and they interpreted it as "more volume". They got the message and I ended up being the envy of girls for not submitting to poofy peer-pressure. :D
As the only foreign girl to attend the event a second time in a row, I was placed at the beginning of the tea ceremony line. While I did my best to sit in seiza and not have my robe open and scandalize the room, trying to pretend that I understood the protocol was stressful. Luckily, I could take hints from the MC and pass them along to my friends. Knowledge is power but cheating is (sometimes) a necessary evil. Kids, don't do this at school.
As the only foreign girl to attend the event a second time in a row, I was placed at the beginning of the tea ceremony line. While I did my best to sit in seiza and not have my robe open and scandalize the room, trying to pretend that I understood the protocol was stressful. Luckily, I could take hints from the MC and pass them along to my friends. Knowledge is power but cheating is (sometimes) a necessary evil. Kids, don't do this at school.
Afterward, we ate at MARUBUN, the lovely Italian restaurant in my town and then took print club stickers to commemorate the event. Cheers.
2 comments:
I enjoyed your new entries. I always love the pictures and the stories behind them. I hope you continue your blog.
Heeeeeey, this is nice. i feel like i've seen this, but... i don't think i have.
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