Monday, May 31

hair modeling

Little by little I hope to elaborate more on what I've been doing during my long period of absence from my blog life (not that it was very detailed in the first place), so please bear with me. I really appreciate the fact that some people still read my entries, or were curious about me. Makes me feel warm inside! I really would like to leave some time aside to read everyone else's beautiful blogs too.

In this update I wanted to talk about my time in the Japanese magazine limelight, which was sweet and short-lived. The magazine world in Japan is completely different from anywhere else. Of course it is an unavoidable fact that the world of print media has seen better days, but that all seems irrelevant when you enter any bookstore here. There are so many publications and print genres, especially women's fashion. They dominate the storefront. Once the allure of the pink and purple colored covers catch your attention, you'll soon feel tempted. Oh this model is cute...oh I love this magazine, maybe I'll just....

Hair magazines are very unique. I feel that the salon business is definitely a culture within itself, having had the opportunity to model for a few magazines. It works like this:

The hunt: Almost everyday, particularly on Tuesdays, hair stylists go out a scout for models. Usually they go to fashionable areas, like Harajuku, Shibuya, Omotesando, etc. The peak time for scouting is typically around early-late afternoon, like from 12-5pm. You can usually sense who they are. They're stylish and cute, but curiously just standing on the side of the street, or next to a train station. If you strike their interest, they're approach you. You're especially vulnerable if you are alone and don't seem to be in a hurry.

The approach: They're not rude, in fact, in my experience they are very polite. But yes, they are kind of pushy. If you say that you're busy, the stylist might plead, "Oh it'll only be 3 minutes!" It usually takes around 10 minutes, but all they need is a snapshot of you and your contact info.

The phone call: Sure enough! They contact you! And if it's a girl stylist, she'll use the cutest emoticons in her text as she re-introduces herself and explains that there's a photo shoot for a magazine that she hopes you can be in. If the time and date works out, as well as the hair length requirement for the photo shoot, you're in! You might be asked to come into the salon so that the head stylist can check your hair, but if it seems like they like you, you got the job.

The photo shoot: Normally, photo shoots are very early. Sometimes I had to get to the salon by 7am, in time for a 9am shoot, and then try to make it in time for class by 11am!! That was tough. But the stylists and photographers are very sweet people. It's amazing how chic and pretty they all look considering how stressful their work schedules are. Imagine having only one day off a week, working long hours, and having very dry, skin-chapped hands from dealing with hair chemicals all the time. It's a hard knock life.

But I'll be perfectly honest, I'm a lousy model. If I had to grade myself, I would give myself a C- because in comparison to all the hair model regulars, I'm an amateur at best. Still, modeling in Japan was a very special experience and I'm so glad that I got to be a part of it. Recently I haven't been modeling because my school schedule is so hectic, but I hope to be in a few more shoots before I leave Tokyo.

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Sunday, May 30

お久しぶり~

みなさーん!!!・・・まだいるかしら?
もう5ヶ月間ぶりの更新ですねー きゃー;;
もちろん、色んな事を書きたいけど、すごい時間掛かるね、確かにw
でも、それよりー
最近こそ、あたしはすっごくハッピーになってきた:) それだけ伝えたい。
帰国する事はもうすぐ!あと2ヶ月!ありえない・・・
だからもっと更新したい!^^
これからよろしくお願いします!!

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こんな幸せさ・・・あなたのおかげだ☆彡

Tuesday, January 12

filling the blank

I forgot about you for awhile.
My empty white space.

It's a little silly for me to be writing on my forgotten blog when I have so much work to do this week.
Although I'm sure I'll get out alive, I just wanted to excuse myself for a bit.

I really did miss you.
You, as in this beautiful wide nothingness that I'm typing on.
It really does feel good.
Lately things have been kind of cloudy,
not in a totally negative sense,
weather-wise YES,

my thoughts have just been here and there.

Maybe I'm really just searching for winter.
Today, despite the uninvited cold rain,
I got to see my own white breath in the morning.
I don't know why it gets me so excited.
I'm sure to most people it just signals how brutal the cold is.

I guess the air just feels newer to me.
Even pure.
Like white, white snow.

I'll try to update my blog more.
Add some pictures.
Talk about myself and my happenings.

For now I just wanted to come back and get lost again.
In other people's words as well as my own.

Friday, November 6

being active

I usually like to update my blog with a picture or too, but since I've been on hiatus with Flickr lately, I'm too lazy to post anything if I already put it on Facebook. After fully resting and taking vitamins like crazy, I think I can safely say that the big bad germ monster has passed me by. Although I still have to be careful about crowded train. You would think that as hygiene-conscious as this country is, some people still don't have the consideration to cover their mouths when they cough.

This Monday and Tuesday we had off because of bunkasai---school festival! It was a lot of fun, I don't think we have this sort of thing in the States. Many clubs and circles sort of advertise themselves by selling food or sweets to other students or high school kids who are thinking of applying to Sophia. My club wanted to do a sort of "resort" theme and we sold bubble tea. On one day I had to go out on the busy campus street and shout "Bubble tea ikagadesukaaaaa" which is like, would you like some bubble tea?

Lately I've been getting approached by many people. Often when I go to Shibuya or Harajuku, I almost always get asked to be a hair model. I'm not trying to gloat or anything, it's really true. One night I was approached three times by seeking stylists. Just two days ago after shopping in Shibuya, I was about to go into the station to go home when this cute guy with Dumbledore glasses asks me to model for his salon. I was seriously in such a zombie/hobo state, with tired red eyes and shopping bags hanging off of my arms like ornaments on a Christmas tree, but for some reason people still wanted to cut my hair and use my face. Ahhh. Right now I'm doing a hair show for Shima so it's a bit difficult to fit in more salons. Which is kind of disheartening because I would love to help them all out.

Which reminds me, today during 3rd period at the cafeteria I was with my friends and noticed some fashionable people. They must have caught me staring because to my surprise they came up to our table. A girl spoke and asked if I was interested in being a runway model for her designer friend. She introduced herself as Shouko and then introduced the designer, Koji. I was kind of taken aback since I really didn't sense that they would ask me such a question. If this was New York, I don't think my height of 5'4" would get me anywhere, but in Tokyo it seems to be fine. I said yes!

So from next week on it's going to be all this preparation for the hair and fashion show. I'm kind of weary to look at how full my schedule book is getting.

Oh, and my birthday is coming up.

Oh yeah, and so are my midterms.

Work and play are really in a shoulder-to-shoulder race right now.

PS.

Today I had some movie and girl talk time with some girls from my club.
It was called Boku no Hatsukoi wo Kimi ni Sasagu (I give my first love to you).
I had myself a good cry. You wouldn't believe how many girls in the theater got out their handkerchieves.

Saturday, October 31

it's been a long time

I apologize greatly to those who sneak a peek at this blog from time to time; I have not updated for almost a month. But just judging on my comment rate, I don't expect that my absence has been noticed. In any case! I'll go ahead and revive this baby.

Tonight is Halloween! If I was in New York right now (ignoring time difference), I'd be hearing hoots and howls of drunk Lady Gagas and zombies. But right here in this Bunkyo-ku apartment, there's only the electric buzz of the TV. A lot of my friends are probably going to get trashed in Shinjuku wearing pajama costumes and I'm very sad I'll be missing it. I'm staying in tonight because there's a very good chance that I might be getting sick. Although I'm 100% genki right now, I'm just going to be safe and rest. Even though all I've been doing is sitting here going on Facebook and picking my belly button.

It's been a little more than two months since I touched down in Narita airport. WERD?! As strange as it is to say, I almost feel like I'm not in Tokyo anymore. Obviously the illuminated signs and overcrowded trains are a big red flag that I'm not in Kansas, but it just seems so normal now. Many study abroad students have more or less been feeling the downhill tumble from the "honeymoon" stage and have been feeling homesick. I think in my case, it's not so much homesick as it is just being unfazed by everything now. Not that Japan isn't my dreamland, duuuuh this is like paradise. It is a dream being here. I've just become grounded.

School has been great, I love all my classes. However, I should have brought last semester's notes since I'm learning about semiotics-again. Darn you Roland Barthes! Who asked for your opinion, Karl Marx! I can't even pronounce your name, Althusser! Why must these dead white dudes torture me so... But I'm actually surprised that we're learning about such dense material since many of the students in my class are Japanese FLA students whose English skills are somewhat lacking at times.

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(click on the link for more photos from the picnic we had awhile ago. if you have me on facebook, you've probably already seen these!)

I've made a lot of friends rather quickly since my last update. It's amazing how many people I've met by just joining one club. It's a club that bring international and Japanese students together...and we usually end up drinking somewhere. Haha. But seriously, it's so nice to meet great people.



Andddd. I'm taken! It's been awhile since I've had a boyfriend. I'm very happy. Except that he's sick right now and I worried that I have his germs. Ahhh...


But he's really good at getting Mickey stuff for me from the UFO catcher<3

So that's why I'm playing it safe with getting crunk this weekend. Although other people might advocate the magic of alcohol as the cure all drug, in the past it has never been good at solving problems for me. I'm really hoping my immune system doesn't bail on me...

This weekend is the Sophia festival. I'm bringing obaa-chan for her birthday because she wants to see my school. Love my grandma.



Ah! Another thing that has been keeping me busy is this hair contest that I'm in. I've been going to Shima salon for practice and stuff, and yesterday the stylist, Motoki-san, was deciding what kind of style to do. It's going to be a kind of baby doll tutu look I think. Hehe. Here's her business card with my face on it.

Saturday, October 3

the walk back home

This week has been overcast and rainy. Although, I hear that Chicago is receiving an early gift of the chills! My mom told me that she turned on the heater for the first time yesterday. It isn't very cold here, but the wind is pretty strong. With the weather, crowded morning trains, and nomikais, I've sort of developed a scratchy throat. But it's not the flu! I swear...

I'm somewhat thankful for the rainy weather though. The walk home from Komagome station was especially pretty.

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Look who's peeking out from the corner!

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Sunday, September 27

shiro-chan

There are a lot of stray cats in Tokyo.
Whenever I visit my oba-chan, I always see the same stray cat by the train station.
If you look at my back entries, I've taken a picture of one particular white cat. I've really become attached to him (I'm assuming it's a he) and named him "Shiro-chan." Shiro means white in Japanese, so it's not a very creative name, but all things deserve a name, right?

Shiro-chan likes to sleep by the bicycle parking. Except for his white fur and pale yellow eyes, Shiro-chan does nothing to cause attention to himself. He is very calm and I even get the feeling that he likes watching people. Another stray I sometimes see around that station is a brown tabby. He's not as interesting to me as Shiro-chan so his name is Taro-san because he is kind of ordinary.

But just the other night when I was walking from the station, Shiro-chan was just sitting there. I said hello and asked him how he was. Of course he is just a cat and I didn't expect an answer, but I was surprised how still he was. I took a picture and thanked him. I know this is so strange to say, but I really believe that Shiro-chan is more human than animal. I just have that feeling when I see him. That, maybe he was a person in a past life.


Here are the pictures. Isn't he so handsome?

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