Tonight, we saw a Taiko performance, we wore kimono (again), I spoke Japanese, and I bowed some (with bows in return).
It was a spectacular night.
I am incredibly happy and grateful to be living in Houston (the most diverse city in the USA, with one in four people having been born abroad).
Hashtag diversity, divercity
I did it! Officially turned an idea into a photo shoot and into a means of sharing it with the world! Check it out!
You can also check out https://kimonomiss.wordpress.com for the website I made. It’s not great yet, but I’m working on it!
Three and a half thoughts:
1. I spent my afternoon today opening and sorting boxes from Japan. I finally have the much-needed winter clothing I’ve been wanting the past month and a half. Good thing it was almost warm today.
2. I was happily surprised that almost everything I brought back was totally practical and useful and something I really like. I was worried that I wouldn’t like loads of it all.
3. It’s interesting to me how Japan no longer feels like a sort of adventure. It actually surprises me when people have big reactions to the fact that I was there, living there. It feels the same as saying that I buy vegetables at the grocery store – it’s just something simple and everyday. I lived in Japan… and so do millions of other people. I know that it isn’t the regular deal for people around here; I’m clear on that. I just mean that it feels so not special to me specifically. It almost feels more unique that I floss my teeth every day (sometimes more than once a day), than that I lived in Japan. I guess it’s just old news for me now. So does that mean I need some new news, then, if only for myself?
1/2. Wait until you see the tubs of kimono that I have…! (Doesn’t that sound like ice cream or something?) 😛
Tomorrow, I will be looking for and, hopefully, obtaining kimonos and yukatas. I hope the endeavor is successful. I shall report back most likely, no matter the result.
My life, while normal to me, I think is kind of ridiculous.