is it hot wearing black in 90 degree weather?

It is, actually. I should have counted the times I got this today. I think, really, it's the layering that gets to me though. I'm so paranoid, one layer isn't good enough for me.

vest, baseball shirt from Forever21. Pants and shoes from Taiwan. Tank from Wet Seal

Funny thing is I wasn't wearing black when I got dressed this morning. Somehow, my outfits always turn black. Bright colors are out of my comfort zone. Maybe it would be a good idea to buy more colors the next time I go shopping.

It's mostly Wednesdays when I take my parasol to school with me, since I only have one class, and the sun is out and burning by the afternoon. I always get the sweetest complements from freshmen. I got 'elegant' in Chinese today. It's one of those times I'm really glad I can understand Chinese, especially because 50% of our school is Asian. I don't think I was dressed particularly elegantly, but the complement made me really happy. Gosh, freshmen are so sweet. I wish I could talk to them. I remember as a freshmen, I would have liked upperclassmen to talk to me. But as an upperclassman now, I'm still shy as ever ahaha OTL.

I have a chapter test tomorrow in Japanese, which I'll need to study for today. And then my slam poetry unit final, which is worth almost as much as an essay. And then I also wasted 4 hours this morning doing pretty much nothing. Arrrrg slap me!

Looks like I should get started..

Love, Kai

the one I'd like to wear the most.

We're voting for class sweatshirts and I'm having a really difficult time choosing. The instructions say to choose the one we'd like to wear the most. Which is difficult because they're all really meh. It makes me wish I designed one. I try to avoid designing things for large groups of people because I'm sort of really thin skinned and don't take insults well. These are the two I've narrowed down to, out of the fifteen.
The top one is definitely most wearable. The bottom one, I almost chose because it made me chuckle. Also, I want a sweater with my name on it. Maybe I'll just make one myself. Our class council told us that we can make metallic prints this year. I would have loved a metallic print sweater. Too late for that, I guess. I guess I'll make that myself too.

Love, Kai

I like my shoes but they make my feet hurt.

The shoes I wore today are totally comfortable if I'm just wearing them. But when I'm walking in them, occasionally I get the feeling that my feet are bleeding. I almost had to walk back from school in these. I don't know if that's possible without walking barefoot.lace and shoes from garage sale, Mulberry for Target bag, top and cardi from Goodwill, pants from Taiwan night market

Today, I wanted to use my Mulberry Target bag for school, but my school things didn't fit. I don't even have that many things. Just one half inch binder, a spiral notebook, workbook, small paperback textbook, a pencil pouch, and two folders. Kind of sad, considering my vintage bag and Betsey Johnson bag can both fit all of my things. It is the ideal size for my shopping days, though.
Trying to take pictures in a new location. The background is really messy, even though I cropped most of the mess out. Somehow, I feel like this place makes me look um. Shorter. That top picture makes me feel 12 instead of 18.


Right, I think I said something about these shoes I bought online a while ago. They're finally here, joy! After two weeks.Modernized Victorian style boots! I would never be able to wear real Victorian boots. There was a gorgeous pair at the flea market a few months back, and gosh, they're narrow. My feet can't fit in those. There must have been people with wide feet back in the day. How did they wear them. Or maybe they didn't. Yeah, maybe.

I'm probably going to be working on this all day today. It's my folder that I'm turning in to my teacher, who is writing a recommendation letter for me. At first I just wanted to doodle on the folder instead of just writing my name, but then I thought that looked too boring. Then I figured I should finish since it would be discourteous to leave a drawing unfinished like that. She'd be able to tell which folder is mine, at the very least. More effective than writing a name (though my name is on it too). January 5th is the day my first private college deadline.
It's been way too long since I last used my colored pencils. I think the last time I used them might have been in 6th grade. Or maybe 7th. It's been a while, in any case. For the first few minutes of coloring, I was really happy to use them. They really do bring back memories. And then I got annoyed. Coloring with colored pencils takes forever. I'd much rather stick with watercolors and markers.

I don't like coloring because I'm in constant fear of messing up. It's alright with photoshop, since I can just go back and erase anything I mess up on. But traditional media makes me paranoid. I actually like the sketch better.The feeling is kind of different. I like seeing other people's art in color, but I often prefer the sketches of my things over the finished product. I'm not sure why that is.

Over and out.

Love, Kai

m-m-mulberry for Target.

Woke up early this morning to get my Mulberry from Target. I thought I could just walk into the store and walk out within 15 minutes, but it turns out that they weren't even on the shelf when I got there. I checked in the bag section first because it seemed most likely to be there. Nothing. I asked a lady at the checkout, and she replied saying she has no idea what a "Mulberry" is, and pointed me toward the customer service table. I asked the customer service lady and she was totally lost too, and pointed me back to the girl I asked before. Then I asked a lady who looked more authoritative. She was confused too, saying "Mulberry bags? I don't think we have such a thing," but called up someone who was working in the accessories department.

The accessories lady had a paper with pictures of the bag, and said she'd be bringing the boxes out immediately. YES finally. That must have taken a good 15 minutes, at least. It took about another 10 minutes to wait for the boxes to come out. In the meantime, I took a picture of the Sanrio display there.
Cute! Then the lady rolled a shopping cart and put the bags in it as she unpacked them from the boxes. I was hoping to get a picture of them on the shelf, but that didn't happen.
I wanted to get the black crossbody one, but they were a bit too small to fit all the things I need to be able to fit in a bag. And also, crossbody bags look silly on me. I ended up buying the $50 black pebble one. I hadn't planned on getting that one. I didn't think it looked good in the pictures, but it looks really nice in person. My first choice was the black patent one that looks like the Bayswater bag. From the pictures online, I didn't think they'd be so small. Now that I think about it, they had a bigger version on the picture I scanned, but it wasn't in the store or on the website. Sneaky.
Here's my lovely new bag. I like to be able to fit whatever I feel like throwing in in a bag, so the size is pretty ideal. I have been secretly wishing that there would be a few surprise ones. One that looked like the Oak colored leather Alexa bag. I can only wish.

Tight schedule in the morning because right after Target, I had to go to school for Yearbook carwash fundraiser. I was afraid it would be too cold, but it the sun came out. I have patches of rashes from sun exposure now. Oh dear. Not to mention the terrible hat hair. That's one reason I'm not a hat person.
I haven't washed cars since I was seven. It's a lot easier than I remembered. Maybe because I've grown, or maybe because the sponges were huge and we were washing the cars in groups.


I went off to Kinokuniya and thrift shopping in the afternoon. Shipping from Japan to the US takes forever and a day (like a month or so), so it turns out that all of the things I was looking for weren't in stock yet. Oh fun. So I bought some stickers for myself to make up for the not-getting-what-I-needed.I think maybe I'll stick a couple on my computer.

Also went thrifting. I wanted to go to Salvation Army, but the store wasn't open. Maybe it's not open on Sundays? I have no idea. There wasn't a sign for hours..or any signs at all, for that matter. I went to Goodwill instead. Today wasn't spectacular. There wasn't anything in particular that I thought was a great find. Not like last time, when I found a pair of Stuart Weitzman shoes. I was so excited, except I there wasn't even a slight chance of them ever fitting me. If I recall, they were 3 full sizes too big.
I got a furry cardigan and a lacy pleated tank.
I'm being scolded for not being at the dinner table right this second, so I better get a move on.

Love, Kai

thanks for telling me.

Today while I was in the car, my mother said something in the lines of "what the hell are you wearing?" Or a ruder way of saying "you look weird." Supportive. You know how mothers are supposed to teach their children not to say anything if they don't have anything nice to say? I told her that, and she brushed it off, replying with "I'm just telling you now so it hurts less when other people tell you that." Really, the only person I get insults from is my mom.

skirt, jacket, lace: thrifted, top: Peace Now

You'd think she'd be used to me wearing whatever I want. But she still freaks out whenever I wear an accessory in my hair. Which doesn't make much sense. I've had my fair share of large bows in the past few years. I don't mind terribly that I don't have her support, but I sort of wish she wouldn't be so open about it.This is the lace thing that I used as a collar-scarf today. It's the lace that I bought from the garage sale a few weeks back. I try to refrain from using the word thing, but I just had a brain fart and I can't remember the word for lace thing.
Whenever I wake up, the right side of my hair flips out. I hate it when it does that. Even if I use my curler or straightener, it still flips back out. Here's a picture from yesterday, before it flipped.
Oh, right. Planning on painting on these jeans. They're really boring, just blue like that. Paint or stud or something. Just make it less plain.

While I'm on the topic of paint, I was totally raging all today. I can't even count how many times I've discovered paint on my clothing due to art class. The majority of the times, it's not even my paint. In fact, I wasn't even in the painting area today. But my neighbor was painting something today, and keeps moving his brush AND the helmet he's painting right next to me. Not right next to me as in a foot away, but right next to me as in two inches away. I did scoot away plenty of times, but he still manages to get paint on me.

It was my jacket and my pencil pouch today.
Here's the victim.
I love my pencil pouch. Naturally, I started raging when I noticed. GRAAWWHHHHHNNGGG right there, in econ.
Poor little guy, looks like he's eaten grass. Luckily, I found the stain removal spray right when I got home and did the laundry. It's mostly gone by now.

It's kind of late now. I prefer blogging when I get home, but I promised myself that I would finish my homework before doing whatever on the internet. I did keep my promise, but it took forever to finish because of the printer. For some reason, I'm trying to print yellow but my printer keeps printing me pink. So everything that was yellow (the background) turned pink. I have no problem with pink. I like pink. But I designed it for my group project, and I'm sure there would be people who'd object to pink.

Almost twelveeeee. I'm going to be so knocked out tomorrow. I guess that means I wont study for SATs.

Love, Kai