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I love pretty things, scary things, and yummy things. This used to be a blog to practice my Japanese; now it is not. My fandoms are: Resident Evil, Silent Hill, Zelda, Walking Dead, Godzilla, Supernatural; I love Muse, and I love Lorde. I also love to garden <3
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konnichiwhat-blog · 9 years ago
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Decided to make a flower crown for my cat Hani
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konnichiwhat-blog · 9 years ago
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konnichiwhat-blog · 9 years ago
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Tail Floofs, We Got ‘Em!
Kitties with super fluffy tails.
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gif from the fluffiest tail you’ve ever seen on a cat video, by hitsujiinhamilton
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konnichiwhat-blog · 9 years ago
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GEORGES HOBEIKA Couture Fall/Winter 2016
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konnichiwhat-blog · 9 years ago
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For those of you who feel guilty about knitting socks for yourself while your kitteh goes without, here’s a free pattern for Kitty Tube Socks.  Now you’ll be able to match.  By Ruth Mayer.
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konnichiwhat-blog · 9 years ago
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OH MY GOD GUESS WHO IS HAVING A BABY??? Everyone. Everyone in the entire fucking world. Your mom, your sister, your girlfriend, your brother, your grandfather, your boss, your pet lizard. EVERY. BODY.
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konnichiwhat-blog · 10 years ago
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by めんつゆ
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konnichiwhat-blog · 10 years ago
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I wish I could live in this treehouse. 🌿
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konnichiwhat-blog · 10 years ago
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High school reunion??? Ahhhhhhh. Now I know how Romy and Michelle felt. On one hand, I feel like I've caught up enough as I wanted to on Facebook with anyone I actually wanted to catch up with; on the other hand I want to actually see who these people have become, even if I didn't know them all that well. On a third, strange and out-of-place hand, I really like my life so much more now than I ever did in high school (don't even really remember it that much honestly) and I kind of don't even care to revisit the past and yet I kind of want to show everyone how much I've changed. Anyway. We'll see.
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konnichiwhat-blog · 10 years ago
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This weekend I was told a story which, although I’m kind of ashamed to admit it, because holy shit is it ever obvious, is kind of blowing my mind.
A friend of a friend won a free consultation with Clinton Kelly of What Not To Wear, and she was very excited, because she has a plus-size body, and wanted some tips on how to make the most of her wardrobe in a fashion culture which deliberately puts her body at a disadvantage.
Her first question for him was this: how do celebrities make a plain white t-shirt and a pair of weekend jeans look chic?  She always assumed it was because so many celebrities have, by nature or by design, very slender frames, and because they can afford very expensive clothing.  But when she watched What Not To Wear, she noticed that women of all sizes ended up in cute clothes that really fit their bodies and looked great.  She had tried to apply some guidelines from the show into her own wardrobe, but with only mixed success.  So - what gives?
His answer was that everything you will ever see on a celebrity’s body, including their outfits when they’re out and about and they just get caught by a paparazzo, has been tailored, and the same goes for everything on What Not To Wear.  Jeans, blazers, dresses - everything right down to plain t-shirts and camisoles.  He pointed out that historically, up until the last few generations, the vast majority of people either made their own clothing or had their clothing made by tailors and seamstresses.  You had your clothing made to accommodate the measurements of your individual body, and then you moved the fuck on.  Nothing on the show or in People magazine is off the rack and unaltered.  He said that what they do is ignore the actual size numbers on the tags, find something that fits an individual’s widest place, and then have it completely altered to fit.  That’s how celebrities have jeans that magically fit them all over, and the rest of us chumps can’t ever find a pair that doesn’t gape here or ride up or slouch down or have about four yards of extra fabric here and there.
I knew that having dresses and blazers altered was probably something they were doing, but to me, having alterations done generally means having my jeans hemmed and then simply living with the fact that I will always be adjusting my clothing while I’m wearing it because I have curves from here to ya-ya, some things don’t fit right, and the world is just unfair that way.  I didn’t think that having everything tailored was something that people did. 
It’s so obvious, I can’t believe I didn’t know this.  But no one ever told me.  I was told about bikini season and dieting and targeting your “problem areas” and avoiding horizontal stripes.  No one told me that Jennifer Aniston is out there wearing a bigger size of Ralph Lauren t-shirt and having it altered to fit her.
I sat there after I was told this story, and I really thought about how hard I have worked not to care about the number or the letter on the tag of my clothes, how hard I have tried to just love my body the way it is, and where I’ve succeeded and failed.  I thought about all the times I’ve stood in a fitting room and stared up at the lights and bit my lip so hard it bled, just to keep myself from crying about how nothing fits the way it’s supposed to.  No one told me that it wasn’t supposed to.  I guess I just didn’t know.  I was too busy thinking that I was the one that didn’t fit.
I thought about that, and about all the other girls and women out there whose proportions are “wrong,” who can’t find a good pair of work trousers, who can’t fill a sweater, who feel excluded and freakish and sad and frustrated because they have to go up a size, when really the size doesn’t mean anything and it never, ever did, and this is just another bullshit thing thrown in your path to make you feel shitty about yourself.
I thought about all of that, and then I thought that in elementary school, there should be a class for girls where they sit you down and tell you this stuff before you waste years of your life feeling like someone put you together wrong.
So, I have to take that and sit with it for a while.  But in the meantime, I thought perhaps I should post this, because maybe my friend, her friend, and I are the only clueless people who did not realise this, but maybe we’re not.  Maybe some of you have tried to embrace the arbitrary size you are, but still couldn’t find a cute pair of jeans, and didn’t know why.
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konnichiwhat-blog · 10 years ago
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konnichiwhat-blog · 10 years ago
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dresses from chotronette
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konnichiwhat-blog · 10 years ago
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im serious about that “stop saving things for special occasions” bit tho like. even if u aren’t in your 20s. thats for everyone. its one of the most useful things ive learned lately
stop! just stop. eat the special snack. drink the expensive hippie tea. use the incense or the bath bomb or whatever you paid way too much for because you were feeling really bad and retail therapy makes u feel alive
when we save things for special occasions/rainy days it contributes to us feeling like A.) our day to day existence is lackluster and B.) you have to be feeling a certain level of Bad, or have to reach a certain level of Socially Accepted Achievement, to enjoy things
just give yourself stuff. there are definitely sometimes reasons to withhold things from yourself - as motivation, if it’s something you consciously want to use sparingly, etc - but at least for me half the time it just turns into self-flagellation and also cool things and cool experiences and nice treats just collect dust while i wait for some fabled day when i convince myself i finally Deserve it
just fuckin give yourself stuff dude. life’s so mindblowingly short
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konnichiwhat-blog · 10 years ago
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being a macroorganism is so stressful. i want to know what my cells are doing. I don’t like how unsupervised they are
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konnichiwhat-blog · 10 years ago
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konnichiwhat-blog · 10 years ago
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Fiber-optic clothing from Lumigram
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konnichiwhat-blog · 10 years ago
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Already started on two new year's resolutions: 1. We looked at a really cute townhome to rent today! And will hopefully see another one next week, though we really liked this first one. 2. Unfollowed a bunch of annoying people on Facebook. I feel so much better already, seriously. I didn't want to delete some people because we are family or have known each other forever and felt it would be...Hurtful, I guess, and realized the unfollow option was the way to go. I feel cleansed. Tomorrow I will research cars to buy and do some yoga. (I am so happy that I have stuck with my yoga class!) My other resolutions are to take some awesome vacations with my husband, find a cardio workout that I really like, and eat more whole foods. I've got a good head start on most of these. Sometime in the second half of the year, we're hoping to start our family, too. I wasn't incredibly happy with 2015, but the end of it was very nice and I feel that we are going to have a wonderful 2016.
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