Wednesday, December 28, 2016


Today, while I was using the building restroom, a woman and her young son were in the stall next to me. This boy took one look at my shoes under the stall and somehow concluded that another guy was using the restroom ( I was wearing fairly masculine looking shoes today ) and he insisted on waiting until I came out of the stall to make sure I wasn't, in fact, a guy. His mother, a timid Muslim woman, was absolutely mortified. I have never been so amused by work antics.....


I worked my third shift today, at an interpreter services company that provides all kinds of transcription, interpreting, and language assistance for the greater Minnesota region. I was hired one week ago today as an Interpreter Admin Assistant - basically this means I get to assist the administration team in whatever they need, primarily scanning and handling interpreter documents, making sure people stay current on the Minnesota Department of Health interpreter roster, and sending out lots of emails to people...

So far, I really like it. I have my own corner in the office, with a nice desk and computer, I can use the restroom and pop down to the break room to grab coffee or water whenever I like, and all the people I've met so far are really nice. Getting up early and dealing with a 9-5 shift has been kind of hard on me though, I'm used to waking up around noon. Not 7 am. Ouch. 

And I have to take public transit, which is spendy during rush hour - both ways. But I'm managing. Even though I'm sick again and I have this horrible phlegmy cough going. Yuck. 

So far, in my first three days I....
  • Hand addressed over 300 envelopes for Januargy birthday cards for our interpreters
  • Scanned and filed several Medical Terminology tests for 'not contracted' interpreters
  • Stuffed and MAILED those 300+ envelopes
  • Prepared Yearly Planners to get mailed to interpreters outside of the Twin Cities area
  • Learned how to check the roster for active/inactive interpreter statuses
  • Printed and mailed new roster badges for interpreters.
I think tomorrow Amber (my trainer) is going to show me how to start scanning and filing new interpreter documents, so that'll keep me busy because there are stacks upon stacks of folders of stuff waiting to be entered into the system. 

In conclusion - I like my job so far. Quite a bit. The only thing I don't like is the early morning rise and commuting in transit. 

Monday, December 26, 2016

I had a "holly jolly".....something.

Over the holiday weekend Tyler and I didn't really have much planned. We'd already decided that driving out to Wisconsin on the 24th was a bust, but his mom did stop over that morning with some gifts for us. Apparently, she'd gone to the Dominican Republic recently and brought back some souvenirs - like fridge magnets, knick-knacks, rum and a bottle of Mama Juana herbs/bark. We'll probably never actually make the stuff, but it was pretty interesting nonetheless. She also left us with some cash.

That afternoon, we decided to go back to Chaska to have Christmas Eve with Tyler's dad, who was attempting to roast a turkey. I'm pretty sure he got it in the oven around 3 pm, but the darn thing wasn't finished until closer to eight o'clock. The potatoes turned out okay but I am of the firm opinion that Stove Top brand stuffing should NEVER be baked under any circumstances. That's why it's called Stove Top, y'know?

So while we waited on food, Tyler and I watched a lot of pointless Youtube videos and even sat through the Bill Murray film Scrooged. Which was terrible by the way....

The holiday decor in his townhome was minimal, but still festive. And the pups were glad to see us, though Dakotah was the only one willing to sit pretty for a photo. He spent most of the night in my lap or begging for turkey scraps. Cutie. Lacey, the other Cairn, seemed particularly camera shy that evening...

After dinner, we actually went to the bar for a beer. It had been quite a while since I visited Heartbreakers, but they had this awesome ale on tap called 9 Ladies Dancing, which was flavored with vanilla and coffee. Pretty awesome.

On Christmas Day, we drove up to see my mom at her place in freezing rain. The weather always seems really messed up whenever we go visit her....

She made scalloped potatoes with ham for dinner and it just didn't feel like a Christmas dinner...but its hard to really put together a feast with no money and I understand this. We hung out there for a while and once the rain stopped, we eventually meandered back to St. Paul.

Bonus photo of Tyler and the little black hellion - Shadow. 

I had every intention of going to bed early that night, I really did. You see, I had to start a new job in the morning and I always get anxious the night I usually try to crash early so I can sleep through the night. Instead, we watched Batman Returns, a Tim Burton classic, because it was technically a Christmas film and Tyler had never seen it. 

Suffice to say, I didn't get ANY sleep at all last night (because nervous) and then I went in at 9 am to start this administrative position. It actually went a lot better than expected - they have coffee in the office and snacks sometimes too - and everyone was really nice. I think this is something I can actually stick with and enjoy - wish me luck! \

I'm working in Interpreter Administration with ARCH Language Network in St Paul, MN. Woot! 

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Surviving the Holidays (as an introvert)

My holiday decor, filters courtesy of Pixlr

The holidays have always been kind of bittersweet for me. As a child they're great, because you get to celebrate with family and open gifts and have lots of food, but there are downsides there too - such as seeing relatives you can't stand, watching your cousins open up bigger and better gifts that anything you received, and your mom forcing you to eat grandma's nasty green bean casserole.

That was my experience growing up celebrating Christmas. It was the only night of the year (save for Easter) that I had to go to church and once I had reached thirteen or so, I no longer wanted to and was never made to again. But even as a child, the bustling noise of the holidays and the influx of people EVERYWHERE was always very jarring to me. I was always relieved after family gatherings to climb into the quiet car or close the door on a quiet house, and just breathe.

But I'm an introvert and so that's a given.

The holidays are a trying time for people like me. Lots of social gatherings just don't sit well with us. We'd rather stay in and listen to fun holiday tunes, read a book, watch a movie, cuddle our pets, etc. Anything else than go to several family holiday parties, the office party, or random meetings with friend groups. We'd rather shop online than brave a busy store, and riding transit this time of year is an absolute nightmare.

Over the years, I stopped celebrating Christmas and started focusing more on my own witchy celebrations. I adore the Winter Solstice - and while I don't really honor any deities this time of year - I love lighting candles, welcoming the sun back into my life, reflecting on the good things to come and the things from the previous year to get rid of. I love cooking or baking something hearty. I love decorating with all modern (pagan) holiday trimmings - we even have a tree in our studio this year! I love the tradition of gift-giving as well. I still celebrate Christmas with my family or my partner's family, but my own spiritual focus is on Yule. Which is tomorrow, incidentally....

I have a couple of job interviews lined up tomorrow. One is at 9 am for a Front Desk Coordinator position at a nice salon here in the Twin Cities. Another is for a data entry position with a language interpreting center in Midway. Both of them would be great opportunities, so I'm optimistic about something working out. That's the early part of my solstice.

Later in the evening, I plan to light a bunch of cinnamon scented tealights, bake some cookies and biscuits, and reflect on the idea of balance, which I desperately need more of in my life right now. Maybe the generous spirit of Santa Claus himself will grant my wish for a good job that I can stay with me and help support my partner with.

For Christmas Eve, we had planned on the possibility of going over to Wisconsin to visit some of my partner's family, but I think we ultimately decided against it. None of us like those people in particular and even the promise of free food and booze isn't enough to want to withstand the probing questions of close-minded bigots. Especially this year. So instead we might visit my partner's dad and the puppies in their new home. I'm not sure if we can swing a drive all the way up to my mom's for Christmas, but we'll see.

And we literally have nothing else planned. It's the most introverted and unbusy holiday season yet. I'm glad for it, but at the same time I wish I had an opportunity to engage in a little more holiday spirit. Maybe next year...

Just for fun, this was the Pinterest wish-list I put together:

Sunday, December 18, 2016

2016: A Rotten Year in Review

In January of 2016, I was facing eviction. So it didn't start out well - tensions were high between my partner and his father - they were always screaming at each other. We were both jobless and struggling to make ends meet at that time.

Oh yeah. Bowie died that month. Let's not forget that.

In February, my partner got a job as a dishwasher at a local co-op grocery store and things were okay for a bit. I was still jobless but looking at various different things - like hotel laundy attendant and child care assistant. None of that panned out. My anxiety was at an all time high.

In April, Prince kicked it too - less than ten miles from us while were parked at a Kwik Trip.

Fast forward to May of that year and we faced the finale ultimatum - leave the house on our own or get kicked out. To faciliate our peaceful vamos-ing of the premises, my partner's dad signed over his pick-up truck so we'd have a vehicle. This also meant we absolutely had to move out - the house was on the market anyways and about to sell. There was little choice left.

That month we packed all of our belongings into the back of said pickup truck and headed west. No plan. No real destination. No jobs lined up. Very little money. A lot of that journey is referenced in this post, this post, and that post.  Trying to make it in Washington was a real bust - we camped out at a rest area for over two weeks, only managed to shower a handful of times in that period, and had no luck finding any kind of lucractive work in a timely manner.

So in the middle of June, we made the choice to come back to MN - and that was an arduous journey fraught with arguing, bad weather, and a fear of not having enough gas money to make it.

We spent a few days in Minneapolis crashing with some of my partner's was unbearably hot. We eventually hopped over to Chanhassen, where some other friends were getting ready to move out of their apartment and were willing to let us sleep there until then.

THEN we moved into Tammy's hovel. This is kind of detailed here, and not something I want to talk about or relive EVER again.

In the meantime of all that unpleasantness, my partner got a job canvassing for our local PBS. This was down in St. Paul and required quite the commute, so we began looking for residencies near there. In the end, we found a nice studio in a remodeled building less than a mile from his workplace. This came near the middle of August, just in time before it would start cooling off. The rent was a little high, but you couldn't beat the location and nothing else was panning out.

In November, USA elected the Devil. I don't even want to add a photo of him to my blog, it feels like a curse. Nor will I utter his name - but since the orange cheeto is going to be the new president, I kind of fear for my safety and wellbeing. So that's fun.

And that kind of brings us up to now - my partner still works for PBS even though it's colder than Hell out there and I'm still jobless - I've tried a few things here and there but because of my extreme anxiety nothing really panned out. All I want this holiday season is a good job that I'll stay with - because only one income has been really rough on us and I don't want my relationship to be this strained any more.

OVERALL, I would rate this year a 3.5/10 stars. I didn't really have a good time of it and I'm hoping that 2017 is more bearable. That's the best I can hope for.

Saturday, December 17, 2016

The Midnight Ballroom's "Witchy Questionnaire"

This lovely blogger, SEE HERE, posted this awesome questionnaire and answer combo on her blog, so I'm going to follow suit and do one of my own!

1. How did you discover your path?
~ That's a long and convoluted story that dates back more then ten years ago to early high school and a silly Ravenwolf book called Solitary Witch. It was really my first introduction into witchcraft as a real thing and while I Wicca ended up not sitting well with me, it was my first foray into uncharted waters....

2. How long have you been practicing witchcraft?
~ On and off for about ten years now.

3. What kind of witch are you?
~ I don't really define myself in that way, I simply AM a witch.

4. What specific path/tradition do you follow?
~ None, specifically, but I would say that I do align more closely with secular (no religious dogma) witchcraft than anything else.

5. Do you have any ethics or moral codes that you follow?
~ Yes, don't fuck with me or what's mine and nothing bad will happen to you.

6. Are you a solitary witch or have you worked with others in a Coven?
~ My variety of witchcraft and practices don't really align with the Coven mindset or lifestyle. And frankly, I answer to no one.

7. Do you practice divination? If so, what techniques?
~ I do fire scrying sometimes, but mostly I use my Faery oracle deck.

8. Would/Do you read for others? Why or why not?
~ I do, when asked. I've actually been thinking of charging a small fee for those services though. Divination can be tiring and draining....

9. Do you believe in anything supernatural/paranormal?
~ Of course, I've have numerous encounters with spirits and even work with them from time to time.

10. What are your beliefs on an Afterlife?
~ Only that there might be one....

11. Does your family/friends know you practice witchcraft?
~ Yes, I've been pretty open about it. I don't come from a religious background, so this wasn't much of a hurdle for me.

12. Do/Will you practice witchcraft and teach your children?
~ No, because I don't plan to children and honestly, if I did I would let them choose their own path when they're old enough to have that kind of spiritual understanding.

13. Matron Goddess (or goddesses you favor)
~ Well I don't really work with deity, but there are some that I respect for what they represent and do. Kali is one that spoke to me a long time ago. The Morrigan. Athena....definitely they are powerful, dark, and intelligent beings that most often resonate with me.

14. Patron God (or gods you favor)
~ At this point....Hades. He's a chill dude and probably one of few gods in the Greek/Roman pantheon who wasn't a wanton rapist. So cheers to that!

15. Favorite pantheons?
~ None, really. Like I said I don't work with deity and I often look at pantheons as very telling of the people and time in which they were worshipped. So from a historical point of view, pantheons are awesome and fun to learn about. But I have no connection to any of them.

16. What are your sun, moon, and rising signs?
~ Libra in sun, Aquarius in moon, and I have no clue what my rising sign is....I'm not huge into astrology

17. What's your element?
~ I've always felt very well aligned with the air element.

18. Favorite Season?
~ Autumn, hands down.

19. Favorite tree?
~ I've always been a bit fan of Weeping Willows. The Douglas Fir is nice too though.

20. Favorite flower?
~ Orchids. Or Elderflowers.

21. Favorite Gem?
~ Amethyst or Citrine.

22. Favorite color?
~ Rust. Bronze. Gunmetal. Black.

23. Favorite animal?
~ Corvids of all types - crows, ravens, etc. I also like foxes a lot.

24. What's your familiar?
~ I don't really have one. I have spirit companions, but I don't think they fit that descriptions.

25. Do you have an altar?
~ I don't, actually. I pretty much in whatever space is most convenient to me at any given time.

Tuesday, December 13, 2016

There are holes in our floor.....

So when we first moved in, we noticed something curious about the corners near the window - there were two oddly fitted vent plates just shoved into the corners of the floor. Our landlord informed us that they were just to cover up "holes" in the floor. No biggie, it would get fixed if it was a problem and since we had our bed on top of that area for the longest time, we sort of forgot about it.

Then it started getting cold. Really cold. And we noticed that there was some cold air blowing up from those holes in the floor. So we went and got some cheap floor mats from Walmart to drop in there to keep out the draft. Worked well enough then.

Here's the thing - it's 3 degrees F outside right now. That's -16 C for those of you around the world. Despite the fact that we have shoved our small couch into that window corner, stuffed blankets underneath it and pretty much piled ALL of our extra junk into those nooks and crannies - it's still only about 40 F ( 4 C ) inside the apartment. The wooden floors feel like they're made of ice. Cold drafts are coming in from around pretty much ALL the windows and I can still feel the cool air from around the couch pile creeping across the floor....

The only way to stay even remotely warm or comfortable in this studio is to hide under the blankets in bed. All day. It's too cold to even stand in the kitchen and cook something. It's too cold to sit in the bathroom. I can't even hang out on top of the bed without feeling the chill.

So naturally I put in a maintenance request with our leasing agency. I did this a number of days ago, to be honest. I even requested a new lightbulb for our kitchen (a really easy fix) and it's been a week with no results. I have no idea what our landlord is up to - I don't see him anymore around here. When I do see him, he's in the middle of loading up his wild children and screaming girlfriend to go somewhere....

And it's hard to put in a complaint about him, since our leasing agent is his brother. Oops.

So I have no idea what to do, except stay under the blankets and pray I don't get sick again.....

Friday, December 9, 2016

Getting a little bit "Liff'ed"

So it's been a hot minute since my last update regarding Target and lack of funds. I'm starting to get the impression that this blog is a lot of me complaining about shitty jobs and no money. Sorry for that. 

There is SOME good news though: I got a new job. Last week I had an interview with The Liffey, which is an Irish pub here in St. Paul just a stone's throw from my apartment so the location couldn't be better. They hired me on as a line cook, which is something I've never done before and am admittedly nervous about, but they're also starting me at $11.50 an hour, so I can't really scoff at that.

I was supposed to start this Wednesday. To my absolutely dismay, I woke up that morning with a head full of static, a nose full of snot, and a nasty sore throat. Tyler had been sick since the previous week and I'd been hoping that I would not contract whatever he'd brought home. Alas, the morning of my first day I started exhibiting the nast symptoms of the either a severe cold or the flu.

So I wasn't able to start. I'm only now coming down from the nasty illess - yesterday was absolutely rotten. I probably went through the equivalent of two boxes of tissues and all that coughing didn't help my sinus headache either. Today, I'm feeling better but I still have a cough and my voice is really hoarse. Even so, I'm going to call tomorrow morning and let them know I'm ready to come in and get started.

Lucky for me, they've been pretty understanding and because I'm only starting training this week, they can probably do some last-minute rescheduling for me. But this also means that I have to work extra hard to get good at being a line cook and prove myself, despite being sick.

Am I nervous? Oh goodness yes. I get stressed our and overwhelmed so easily these days, and everything I've read about being a line cook informs me that it's a high pressure job with little room to make mistakes. Granted, every work place is different and every crew is different so I really can't go into this with a lot of expectations. I just have to show up, do what I'm told, and learn as much as I can during my week of training. Yup.


Even though I will probably be working in the afternoon all weekend, my mom still offered to make us dinner on Sunday so we could mosey up that way and pick up the holiday tree she's not assembling this year. I guess she's got some decorations we could maybe use too, so our apt. won't look too bare and un-festive this December. Her tree isn't real large either, so I think we can fit it in our space just this once. I'm pretty grateful for that, since we don't have the money to do any crazy decorating this year. 

Not really the space for it either. (Which reminds me, I should take some updated photos of our studio). 

So that's all that's really been going on lately. Just recovering from illness, anxious about a new job, and feeling ambivalent about the holidays. 

Thursday, November 24, 2016

Musings on Holidays and Stress

So today was Thanksgiving in the United States - one of those events founded on Native American genocide but glossed over into roasted turkey, football season, and gluttony disguised as gratefulness. Needless to say, I'm really not a fan.

But it did give me pause to reflect on something interesting. You see, I've come to a realization that I'm actually quite thankful for - I can't do retail. Just can't do it. Bright lights, open floor plans, the chaos of a million voices over a walkie-talkie, etc. It's not a work environment that's conducive to keeping my social anxiety at bay. It's also an incredibly overstimulating situation.

So I am thankful for now understanding more about myself and what I'm capable of.

And it's not Target. Goodbye red and khaki. We just weren't meant to be.🙀

But this is OKAY! You see, in the interim of finding another "real job™" I've come across a company that pays out for online transcribing and captioning work - and that's something I've always been a bit interested in. So I'm going to give that a go and hopefully make a little extra cash in between new job interviews and that painful three-week period before the first paycheck.


While on the subject of money and paychecks, it's really terrible to be broke around the holidays. I'm not an overly consumeristic person, but it would be kind of nice to buy some little decorations for our apartment - just a small holiday tree, maybe some pretty candles and ribbons, some faux fir boughs....simple but seasonal you know?

Problem is, we can't even afford to buy food right now. Not until next Friday, anyhow. Until then we're relying on the bulk jasmine rice I have and whatever noodles might still be hanging out in the pantry. No meat, no veggies, no's gonna be a pretty bland week. 

And I have to admit, I've become a little bitter and resentful, seeing so many adverts and images of luxury and EXCESS all over the place lately. Like, how many people had dinner with their family today and had so much leftover food they don't even know what to do with it? How many people like myself and my partner went hungry today? I guess the disparity is just a lot clearer to me right now...and I also know that once I get some solid work going again and we have two paychecks rolling in things will be easier. I definitely know that.

I guess I just wanted to vent. The holidays suck and often bring out the worst in me. 

Sunday, November 13, 2016

Bullseye. (o)

Last Wednesday, I had an interview with Target. They've currently got a lot of signs and posts up advertising their seasonal hiring and as I was in the market for a job (I've been looking for a LONG time now) I decided to apply. I got a call a day later to set up an interview for an apparel salesfloor/fitting room position.

My interview went really well, as I expected it would. I may be the most socially anxious introvert that I know, but I always perform really well at interviews. Keyword: Perform. I smile. I sit up straight. I maintain good eye contact. I answer questions honestly and amiably. I make painful small talk with my interviewer. And I almost always get the job....

Keeping the job is usually the hard part for me.

But to be honest - I like Target. I especially like the Target I'm going to be working at. It's in a good location and easy to commute to. It's large - there's a Starbucks AND a liquor store in it. The atmosphere is warm. It's feels very inclusive of lots of different types of people and that's great! I love diversity! I could probably be openly queer there and not get too much hassle for it.

They also pay a bit more than minimum wage, which is more than I can say for most other big box retailers. I'll take $10 an hour to hang up clothes and make sure things look neat and tidy. Why not?

And the "dress code" seems more relaxed too. Yes, it's still the prerequisite red and khaki - but I've seen red blazers over black tops, red plaid, dark red cardigans, beige skirts and capris, full on cargo pants, boots, flats, crazy red heels and all kinds of variations in the employees that I've observed there.

I start with my orientation Tuesday afternoon and from there....I can consider myself employed.

Friday, November 11, 2016

It's been a while, friends. I'm sorry.

It's been a rough couple of days, my friends. And I'm feeling it.

I was trying to avoid following the election up until the very end, but news about polls and debates and rallies just wouldn't leave me alone. So I've been kind of stressed out. Early Tuesday morning, I voted. I was scared, but optimistic. I knew the race would be a close one but I was sure....SO SURE...that Clinton would prevail in the end.

It wasn't until 10 pm Tuesday night that I really looked at the numbers. And then I started crying. It's Republican across the board. We're going to have a president that hates women, people of color, LGBT+ folks, the disabled, the mentally ill, and immigrants. We're going to have a vice president who thinks it's a-okay (even encouraged) to electrocute gay teens into being straight. We're going to have a republican house and senate who will let Trump do whatever he damn well pleases - ban birth control, overturn Roe vs Wade, outlaw Muslims, eliminate a living minimum wage, and probably try to put women back in the kitchen....

It's a disaster. I'm scared and upset. But for as much fear as I have of a Trump administration, right now I fear his followers and supporters most. Because these people are now validated in being open about their hatred of other people - black girls are being harrassed on public transit, anyone visibly queer is being spit on or beaten up, Muslim families are afraid to let their daughters leave the house wearing the hijab.

How could more than half of my country have this much hate and prejudice in them? How could this much of my nation be so horribly ignorant, xenophobic, and awful? I'm so disappointed in my own damn people right now....and I feel so ashamed and helpless. Because I voted. I voted for Clinton. I was by no means a fan of her, but Trump couldn't win....

And here we are.

I know it's not the end of the world. I know we're all gonna have to rise up and fight this shit. I know that. But for right now, I'm still in shock. Right now I'm grieving for the nation that I believed would do the right thing. Right now I'm angry and sad and scared.

Monday, October 17, 2016

Forty Facts about Me

Borrowed from one of Laura's recent posts, I have decided to jump back into blogging by doing something simple and established. So here we go:

1. Are you named after anyone?  

~My paternal grandfather I believe....I'm honestly not sure.

2. When was the last time you cried?
~Yesterday. Everyday, pretty much.

3. Do you like your handwriting?  
~I like it well enough, when I write slowly. The faster I scribble, the worse it looks.

4. What is your favorite lunch meat?  
~Usually like thick sliced chicken or black forest ham.

5. Do you have any kids?  
~Goodness no. Never.

6. If you were another person, would you be friends?  
~ Would I want to be friends with myself, you mean? Not bloody likely...

7. Do you use sarcasm?  
~I'm trying to cut back on that, it's been scathing recently.

8. Do you still have your tonsils?  
~I do, actually.

9. Would you bungee jump? 
~Nope. I hate the sensation of falling.

10. What is your favorite cereal? 
~ Peanut Butter Crunch, which is funny because I hate actual peanut butter.

11. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? 
~Most of my shoes have zippers, not laces so no....

12. Do you think you're strong? 
~I'm not buff by any means, but I can kick ass when I need to. Mentally, I'm a weak and vulnerable pile of slime.

13. What is your favorite ice cream flavour? 
~ Green tea, red bean, or pistachio.

14. What is the first thing you notice about people? 
~ Eyes and hair style, usually.

15. Red or Pink? 
~ Certain shades of pink are fine. Red is too jarring.

16. What is the least favorite thing you like about yourself? 
~ My temper and tendency to be nasty and yell.

17. What color pants and shoes are you wearing right now? 
~ Khaki cargo pants, and no shoes. Sparkly blue socks.

18. What was the last thing you ate? 
~ Taco salad sans meat.

19. What are you listening to right now?  
~ An ASMR video from CalmingEscapeASMR

20. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? 
~ Teal or Navy Blue, maybe.

21. Favorite smell?  
~ Cinnamon.

22. Who was the last person you talked to? 
~ My mother.

23. Favorite sport to watch? 
~ If I'm at a bar, football or baseball. Otherwise nothing.

24. Hair color that's real? 
~ Auburn/Copper/Red. It's shifts depending on the season.

25. Do you wear contacts? 
~ No. Never got around to trying them.

26. Favorite food? 
~ Sushi.

27. Scary movie or happy endings? 
~ I prefer scary movies.

28. Last movie you watched? 
~ Star Wars VII: The Force Awakens.

29. What color shirt are you wearing? 
~ Black and grey stripes, with lace collar.

30. Summer or Winter? 
~ Definitely winter.

31. Hugs or kisses? 
~ Neither. I don't like being touched.

32. Favorite sweet food? 
~ Pumpkin pie.

33. What book are you currently reading? 
~ Nothing at the moment.

34. What is on your mouse pad? 
~ Don't possess one.

35. What did you last watch on TV? 
~ I don't watch TV. But I just finished the Korean drama called Go Ho's Starry Night.

36. Favorite sound?
~ Light tapping on keys, the sound of beads rolling around, tapping on cardboard or plastic.

37. Rolling Stones or Beatles? 
~ Rolling Stones. Sue me.

38. What is the farthest you have traveled? 
~ To both ends of the American continent.

39. Do you have a special talent? 
~ Driving myself crazy.

40. Where were you born? 
~ A small town in Minnesota, only it's not so small anymore....

Friday, August 26, 2016

Musing on Studio Apartments....

Written August 25, 2016

Hello, dear friends and readers - it’s been a short while hasn’t it? I’m not sure when I last updated or what was going on then, but naturally, as time moves things continue to happen and things have definitely happened.

Thing, the first - Tyler and I now have an apartment! Well, it’s just a little studio near downtown St Paul, but our names are on the lease and we moved in last Saturday. We had been renting out a crappy bedroom in a shithole-hovel in Eden Prairie but she kicked us out August 1st, so in the meantime I’d been staying with family and Tyler had been crashing with a coworker - we went to a couple of apartment showings and put in applications, not sure if anything would really pan out, but luckily we were approved for this unit in an 1800’s complex that’s currently being renovated. And when I say currently, I mean the Masters of Disasters are literally in the unit next door pounding out door frames and shit. So it gets pretty noisy in here during the day.

We had some issues upon move in as well, our stove didn’t work and then the fridge stopped working. We had to move our stove into the unit next door, (where it miraculously worked!) and hook our fridge up to a different outlet (which then worked fine) and concluded there must be an electrical issue in our kitchen. It ended up being a really simple fix - the power outlet in the kitchen had tripped and just needed to be reset. So NOW everything in the kitchen works fine and that’s dandy with me.

The room itself is super cute - there’s an old mantle w/ filled in fireplace - original woodwork from the 1800’s and the oak floor is a bit scuffed up from years of use but sturdy and nice. There’s an awesome little nook right by the big windows that our bed fits into snugly, totally freeing up the space for future sofa, coffee table, shelving, etc. We have a cheap desk near the door doubling as a dining table, works for just the two of us. The only downside is that there are no closets anywhere - so we’ll have to get a dresser and some clothing racks - which is fine. Since the ceilings are high too, shelving and storing things vertically will be no problem at all, but I might need a step ladder to reach stuff in the future, heh.

Tyler is doing really well with his job as a canvasser with TPT - Twin Cities Public Television. Well, maybe not super well, he’s had a rough week so far, but it bounces back and forth depending on where they canvass each week. I’m sure things will pick up for him…

In other good job-related news, I FINALLY got a job offer! I interviewed at Sears a couple of weeks ago and it went really well - I interviewed for the softlines merchandising/apparel associate position and the interviewer was the assistant store manager who more or less runs that department and we hit it off right away. So that was great - I was starting to get nervous though since I wasn’t getting that job offer email right away. But it arrived, I accepted, and now I’m looking forward to moving on with the next steps in the hiring process. I honestly can’t wait to start and begin making money.

Funds have been super tight lately and we can’t even really afford food, which is shitty. I think we have some sandwich stuff right now, a few cans of soup, and Kraft Dinner boxes. Lots of tea and coffee - but that only goes so far in filling your stomach.

I don’t have quarters to do laundry at the facilities here either, so I’ve been using the kitchen sink and a bit of dish soap for the stuff that really needs doing - like towels, socks, underwear etc. It’s a pain, but so far it’s worked. We’ve definitely saved a lot of money on gas too, since Tyler walks to work and I’ll be able to do the same thing once I start at Sears (I can see it from my window, almost) so that’ll be a HUGE savings.

Yeah, we definitely lucked out in finding this place. Still a few kinks to work out, and the noise from all the local construction and building renovations are a pain, but those will go away eventually.

And now, without further ado, here are some photos!

Thursday, July 21, 2016

Written on the Window....

Most of the windows in this house are covered in dust, from the inside AND the outside. That's why the words scribbled on the outside of our bedroom window were really obvious to me when I went to open it the other day.

Someone pretty tall (like our roommate) had used their finger to etch the words "F**K YOU" into the dirt on the glass. The sad thing is, this roommate and my partner used to be pretty good friends. Heck, he's the one that talked his stepmom into letting us live here in the first place.

But this guy has also gotten really weird and distant lately too. It doesn't help that my partner and I are always fighting and that makes tensions among all house residents high. It doesn't help that I still haven't found a job. It doesn't help that it's been ungodly hot here in MN and everyone's been uppity.

It definitely doesn't help that our landlord tries to find any infraction to kick us out. Using the kitchen too late at night? "I need to sleep, if you can't accommodate my schedule, live somewhere else!" Watching an episode of Fringe before going to bed after midnight? "Some people in this house work you know? Keep it down!" Hell, just having a conversation about my partner's work day. "If I had to come down again and tell you guys to be quiet...."

And here's the thing - we ARE being quiet. It's late when my partner gets home from work - usually 11 pm or so. And we know that most people are in bed at that hour, so we try to keep it down. It's not our fault the walls in this place are paper-thin and you can hear a whispered conversation a room over. It's not our fault the only time we have a chance to eat together is at night. But we try to be respectful about it and that's just not good enough for her.

Which is ridiculous because we're paying to be here.

But not for long.

I'm scouring Craigslist trying to find people renting out rooms on the cheap and hopefully near my partner's work. I found one that might be perfect - it's in St Paul, a 30 minute train ride to work in downtown, and the price is right. I even emailed the guy to check the place out - problem is, he's no longer responding to my messages and it's really stressful, because I need this to happen.


I'm just tired of things not working out.

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

I've a long way to go, it seems...☞

It's a hot and humid Tuesday afternoon. I'm sitting in a bedroom, in a house owned by a friend's stepmom. The ground is finally drying up a bit after the downpour and lightning we had last night. I'm still yawning and struggling to keep my eyes open after what would ultimately be my first and last day at a new job...

In addition to being exhausted, I'm also upset.

So here's the deal: We've been living out of this spare bedroom in this house that's covered with dog hair and often smells of cat piss. The homeowner is a vile woman who insists on banging around pots and pans @ 7 am sharp every morning whilst complaining about her 'guests' not doing their dishes - side note: we do ALL our dishes right after we use them.

Anyways, Tyler got a job recently with Twin Cities Public Television as a canvasser - going door to door in different neighborhoods to try and raise money for public media. He really enjoys it, but he works 1pm - 9 pm, so this leaves me at home all day until that vile woman comes home and I have to seclude myself in the room to avoid her.

I've been searching for a lot of jobs myself lately, but with minimal gas funds (and ALL of that going to Tyler's work situation right now) even getting to an interview with a good place is nigh impossible. At least until he gets his first paycheck on Friday.

It was this intense understanding of how badly we need money - for real food, for gas, for getting the hell out of here and actually having our own place - that spurred me to apply for his job as well. And it seems they're always hiring, which means they have a high turnover, which SHOULD have tipped me off....

The interview went great. The orientation went great. I enjoyed being in the office down in St. Paul and meeting everyone. The place has great coffee.

It was when we had to go out on location - ironically in a wealthier neighborhood in the town I currently live - that it went downhill fast. See, I have severe social anxiety. I hate talking to new people, even more so when I'm knocking on some stranger's door to try and convince them to give me money for a cause they don't really care about.

And I had a panic attack. A pretty bad one. In some stranger's driveway. Let's also not forget that it was 91 degrees and incredibly humid, so I felt like passing out all day. After the shift was over and went back to the cities to regroup, I started to strongly reconsider if this was a job that I could even do, much less do well.

And I felt bad, because everyone was so excited that I had this job - my mom, my uncle who loaned me money to commute to it, even Tyler at first was happy for me. But when he saw what happened to me yesterday, I think he realized that I wasn't cut out for this kind of thing too. He regrets recommending it now.

And I....regret being such a fucking mess and letting everyone down. I don't even know how to tell people that I couldn't do it. That I failed. I've failed so many times in the past and this was supposed to finally work. I mean, I got a job on my mom's birthday and she was so excited for me. I feel like the world's worst person for letting everyone down...I guess I deserve all the bad things that happen to me...

Thursday, June 30, 2016

I went from long to short.

Webcam photo, SeaTac

When we began our trip across the western United States, my hair was shoulder length and I had a set of messed up bangs I was desperately trying to trim up myself. To no real avail, using a hotel bathroom mirror and poor lighting.

So when we reached Olympia and were strolling around the Capital Mall, I spied a MasterCuts salon that was offering cheap haircuts and couldn't resist. I needed something that would be easy to wash and require minimal product. Also on my mind was something that could be freshened up in a bathroom sink, worst case scenario.

Webcam photo, Chaska MN

And so we wind up with the popular summer pixie cut. I've certainly had my hair this short in the past, but never in quite this style. It's pretty easy to care for, all it does is sit on my head and I swoop it one direction or the other. Today I left it combed forward normally, doing it's thing.

For a minute, it was shorter than Tyler's hair. Only for a minute though, I trimmed his up again recently.

I'm actually hoping that soon I'll get my hands on some fun pomade or hair wax and start doing some crazy shit with it again. I had a lot of fun styling my hair last time it was really short and I want that experience once more!

For any of my followers who rock the pixie look, what are you tried and true styling recommendations? 

Sunday, June 26, 2016

Getting Caught Up.

My last post made an attempt to detail the trip from Minnesota to Washington, and our future plan in Olympia, Wa. Which was looking pretty bleak. About a week after my last post here, I did finally get a call about a job that I had applied for at the local Corn Maze - they had a really weird hiring process that would take weeks to work though and we just didn't have the time. In addition, my partner Tyler was applying for dish-washing and kitchen jobs left and right, with no calls back. We were running out of money and once we were out, we knew we'd be stuck. We'd end up just like the people on the streets - wacked out and sleeping under trees in local parks. No....

We counted what money we still had and since it wasn't enough to get us back to Minnesota Tyler had to sell one of his amps at a guitar shop in downtown Olympia. They only gave him $90 for it. But that shit got us to North Dakota - where we met up with an old friend of Tyler's. Stephen is a good guy, and his girlfriend Tamara was awesome too. They welcomed us into their apartment, gave us a bed to sleep in, and even made us breakfast....that was the most kindness we'd been shown by anyone for an entire month. He was also awesome enough to give us $40 to make it back to Minnesota safely...

As safely as could be allowed. We discovered then that our back signal and brake lights weren't working, so Tyler had to 'hand signal' it all the way back to Minneapolis. And miraculously enough, our music pals in the city welcomed us back in as well...

So we crashed there for a few nights, tried to pitch El Cheapo in the backyard, but it was too hot and humid to sleep there comfortably. I get heat stroke pretty easily (which is why I hate summer) and so I wasn't having a good time of it.

We moved again - this time to Turner's place. We used to visit his apartment a lot when we still lived in Carver County and he was cool with us staying there till the end of his lease since he'd just broken up with his girlfriend.

That's where we currently are. I'm sitting at the kitchen table watching a bunch of people crowded around Turner and another guy playing chess. The AC's off and it's getting a bit warm in here. There's some horrible hip-hop shit playing in the background. But right now we're safe. We're not in Olympia surrounded by drugged up transients. We're not camped out in the back of our truck at a rest area, freezing to death in 40 degree rain. We're in a familiar place, with familiar people - and I never knew I could be so grateful for that.

So what's the current plan?

Find jobs. Which should be easy because a lot of places are hiring around here. Couldn't say the same of Olympia. Tyler's old workplace will probably give him a job there again, they like him well enough and he left on good terms. I have a pretty solid resume that enables me to find office and data entry jobs, so I'm hopeful that I'll start getting calls back tomorrow or Tuesday.

The lease is still up on that apartment in a few days and we gotta clear out too, but it's possible we'll be able to rent a room nearby really cheap. Gotta work out the possibilities and logistics behind that. Things ARE looking up, I can't deny that, despite how stressed out and sick I am.

That's what's up these days....hopefully content of some relevant interest will resume shortly.

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

I am SO SO sorry....

My last update was almost a month ago. I'm so very very sorry for that, you people deserve to know what's been up lately, but I can't promise there won't be a lot of complaining and panic going on in here....

We set out on our trip Saturday, May 14th of 2016. The day before we had packed up literally ALL of our earthly possessions and shoved them into the back of the truck. That night we slept at my mom's house and she very generously cooked us a meal and humored my freak-out as we tried to reconfigure the truck for maximum space saving. In the end, to accommodate a lot of Tyler's guitars and books, I ended up leaving nearly ALL my witchy stuff behind, as well as my prettiest Lolita stuff. It just wouldn't fit. Right now, all my clothing fits into one giant trash bag...that's all I have to my name.

We reached the southern edge of Iowa by nightfall and the next morning we ventured into Missouri. We tried to find a decent place to camp and failing that (along with the gloomy rain) we spent our first night in the back of the was damp, it was cold, and it was incredibly unpleasant. The next day we rode into Kansas City to see a friend of Tyler's and we didn't stay very long....that night we stayed in Oklahoma. The day after that was probably one of the nicest we had - there was a sweet little campground just east of Moore, OK and we camped out there for a night. It was hot and a bit muggy, rain was promised in the nightly forecast, but our Walmart issued tent - who we've dubbed El Cheapo - had a rain shield and so we believed everything would be fine. And it was until the heavens broke open. That night we experienced the craziest thunder and lightning - it woke us up around 1 am. The wind was something fierce too and we were scared around that we booked it for the car and rode out the worst of the storm from the safety of the vehicle. There was hail south of us and strong winds north of us, but El Cheapo stood his ground in our camp spot.

The next day was the GHOST concert and while the venue was pretty terrible, they made the best of it and put on a rocking show. We got out of Oklahoma that night and into Texas. Shamrock, to be precise, where we found the cheapest Motel 6 ever. And there was a feral cat colony living inside of it....that's how derelict it was. But that was part of the charm and adventure. The room itself was great....

The next few days were a trip through bat country, so to speak. Most of the Texas panhandle was great. People are really nice up there, even if there isn't much to see. But Colorado....oh gods. We got into Denver on a REALLY cold night and couldn't find a cheap room anywhere. On top of that, Tyler's old coworker who lives there suddenly became incommunicado that evening and we find out later he wasn't even in town...though he knew we were coming....

It was so cold in Denver that we couldn't sleep in the truck. Even under the blankets we could see our breath forming crystals in the air. So....sleep deprived and scared though we were, we trucked it through Veil pass that night and wound up in Western Colorado - where it was lovely and warm. After a short bit of rest, we continued on into Utah and eventually through Nevada. Nevada was crazy.....we expected it to be kind of flat and desert like but there were plenty of mountains and naturally...plenty of mountain storms. We had to drive further than our intended stop to get out of the rain and find a place to sleep that night.

The next morning, we finished our trek through Nevada and crossed into the Lake Tahoe region of California. And I shit you was fucking snowing. I get it - mountain weather and lake effect can create some pretty volatile combinations but this is the end of May and the onset of summer here and it's....snowing. My only pair of pants are dirty and I'm in shorts....ugh.

Lake Tahoe was terrible - we were suffering altitude sickness and the people we were supposed to be staying with (dirty hippy friends of Tyler's that he hadn't seen for years) had a dwelling so dirty and gross that we couldn't in good conscience sleep there. We went back down the mountain a bit and got a room in Gardnerville, NV on the fairly cheap. We stayed in Lake Tahoe the next day so the dirty hippy's band could perform then we had to get OFF the mountain. So we booked it overnight through Donner's pass and into the Sacramento area early morning, where we parked our dead-tired asses at an overcrowded rest area, only to be chased out by highway patrol the next morning - he gave us two minutes to pack up our stuff and get out before he'd write up a citation for $600 that we, obviously, didn't have. Two minutes saw us packed up, in the car, and back on the freeway. Fucker never had a chance.....

That wouldn't be our last run-in with Highway Patrol - we drove all through the day trying to get out of California....San Fran was kind of nice but no place to stop, and it only got weirder from there on out. Tyler was weaving a bit on the road that night, he was too tired to be driving, and another patrol car stopped us. They had Tyler do a field sobriety test (which he failed miserably) but they let us off the hook and told us simply to get some sleep before we continued on. Which was nice of them - we could have gone to jail...

Oregon was probably one of the nicest states we drove through and I almost regret not just stopping there. But no, I had to come all the way to Olympia....for a university that I can't even go to now. You know that $500 that creepy dude was offering me? Yeah, I took it. Good thing, because we ended up needing it just to survive. We ran out of money so fast because gas got progressively more expensive as we went west, we had to spend too much on rooms in cold regions, and then we had a lot of car trouble - the battery connection came loose and fucked us up, then the transmission had some crazy gear-shifting issues, and FINALLY....while we were parked overnight at the Walmart in Tumwater, WA some fucking tweeker got it in his head to slash our back tire.

So to summarize: The trip itself was quite an adventure and it was fun while we had a spot of money to work with. The fun wore out as we ran out money, had to ask for more money, ran into inclement weather everywhere, and then discovered how terrible WA really is right now.

We've been in Olympia for just under two weeks now. We're broke, we've been sleeping at rest areas in our truck and applying for any job we can find during the day. We've had some interviews but no job offers and it's looking really bleak. Tyler and I have been at each other's throats for days because of the terrible heat wave we're currently suffering and the stress of not knowing if we're gonna get jobs, have a place to live this summer, find a decent place to get a free shower that isn't swarming with homeless drug addicts, or even whether we can afford to eat or not....

I'm scared. I'm really afraid I'm gonna die out here. And no one's gonna care or even notice - we're just two broke ass transplant kids living in our vehicle. If we disappear, no one's gonna care. That's what scares me - we have no friends or family we can count on out here.

And we're running out of time.

If anyone wants to donate to our cause and help us survive just one extra day, my paypal email address is Please donate....I don't want to die.

Sunday, May 8, 2016

A Creepy Offer

As some of you remember, I put up a YouCaring fundraiser recently and started sharing it around, mostly on Facebook and Tumblr. I don't have many people on my FL or many followers, but I'm still optimistic enough people will see it and help me out soon.

I did...surprisingly, get an offer from someone who is considering paying off the whole thing, but I'm extremely wary about accepting that offer. You see, it's coming from a guy that my partner kind of knows - someone who used to date his sister a long time ago and actually helped us out financially a while back. But this guy was kind of weird and seemed to think his charity came with certain conditions. Conditions like priority access to my partner's free time and assistance with guitar playing stuff - things my partner didn't have an ample amount of. He was also under the impression that he was now best friends with my partner, who became very uncomfortable with that notion and actually ended up blocking him on Facebook.

So I was understandably put off when this guy emailed me about my fundraiser site. He mostly wanted an explanation of why he was blocked so suddenly and without warning. I conjured up the tale of my partner falling into another paranoid delusion episode (which wasn't untrue) and how we were having so many problems at the house, that we ended up moving out and into our truck (also, which isn't untrue) - I didn't want to get too personal about what was going on, since it's not even my story to tell, so I kept it vague.

And this guy bought it. He's still offering his money to help me out of my student account hold issue....but I feel really uncomfortable taking it. Still....time's short and this guy might be my best option at the moment...

What should I do, everyone?

On a brighter note, I managed to get some photography done on more items for my store, so I have a lot more nifty things listed.

There's some pretty nifty Gothic, Lolita, and Mori kei inspired items up now, in addition to what's still there. I have a few more sewing projects to finish up (now that I restocked my white and elastic threads) and then those will be listed as well!

Friday, May 6, 2016

Shall I call this a flat tire or...?

I've been in correspondence with the school I'm trying to apply at, and according to them, even if I applied as a Freshman student, they would still require my transcripts from my previous college. State regulations and all that, their hands are kind of tied and I understand that. But it puts me in a real bind, because even though I'm reaching out to my former university and trying to get more information from them about the money I owe, they're not responding. So I'm stressed. So I'm anxious. And I've been crying a bit....because it feels really hopeless.

Someone suggested crowdfunding to me, and while I have a GoFundMe page, I have recently come to find out that not only do they take a ridiculous percentage off each donation they're also quite racist and I've ceased using them and actually made a YouCaring fundraiser centered specifically around my college dilemma.

So there's the link to it, feel free to pass it around. Even though I'm pretty desperate, begging still feels really awful....and I'm not optimistic things will work out in time. Ugh. >_<

Since the weather was finally cooperative today, we managed to get some work done on our mobile dwelling. It rained so much last week that we were given a grace period in order to get our stuff moved out and on our way. So here's where we're at now:

Last week, all the current members of the household banded together to get a sleeping platform assembled. The actual platform part already existed but we purchased the cedar 4x4 and had it cut into 15" pieces for legs. So now we have a bed AND storage space underneath.

Today, we started packing some of our boxes (full of things like books and music) underneath. We have an old piece of carpet on the truck bed floor for warm and to keep things from sliding around too much.

The platform itself is almost level with the joint where the pickup bed meets the camper shell, which gives us just enough space to wiggle in on top of the thing, but plenty of room to lay down and sleep. We'll just have to make sure we don't try to sit up fully in the mornings.

Here's my partner, Tyler, trying to figure out how he's going to fit his keyboards in there....

He had to crawl all the way underneath and place his musical instruments up against the cab, but he managed to fit everything in there snugly enough. Tomorrow we'll get back on it fitting in more boxes and figuring the stuff out. Wish us luck on that front!

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Hitting Potholes

How about the good news first, eh?

New banner and new background image for my Storenvy site! Definitely sticking to my shop's theme but a lot brighter, more summery, and definitely more lively for the page - check it out HERE

I've been working on a few more handmade items to toss on there, but hit a snag when I ran out of elastic thread. So I need to find time to nab some more before I can finish that stuff up.

Now for the not-so-good news:

I can't remember if I mentioned it here that I am applying as a transfer student for Evergreen State College in Washington, but I FINALLY got my application completed and went to request a transcript from my old college. Turns out, I still owe them some money so they put a financial hold on my account. This means they either can't (or more likely, won't) release my transcripts to another school until I pay them off in full.

I owe over $900 to my former college. I don't have $900 to pay them. In short, I'm pretty fucked.

The more time it takes to fight them over getting my transcripts, the more likely the window of opportunity on making it in time for Fall Semester will close on me. I'm feeling the heat and starting to think maybe I should just change my application and apply as a non-traditional Freshman instead. Then I can bypass all this crap...

Either way, I'm running out of time and it's really stressful.

Thursday, April 28, 2016

The end of luxury is nigh....

By the end of this weekend, I will officially be a nomad, living in a mobile dwelling consisting of a mid-size pickup truck with a camper shell.

This is the outside of our setup. And to be honest, we haven't gotten very far on it. The camper shell is at least bolted onto the pickup bed, but it's still full of holes so it's nowhere near water-tight and since it's been raining almost non-stop we've hardly been able to work on the damn thing. We also need to get our sleeping platform built....we have a twin mattress to set on top of it, but the damn thing is too long and needs to be trimmed shorter. Plus we need to put legs on it so we can store our stuff underneath.

Unfortunately, we have little in the way of raw materials and easy access to power tools, so it's been rough. And the clock is ticking - we have to have our shit built, our stuff packed, and be out of our current home at the end of THIS weekend.

There's not much any of you can do to help with that, but well-wishing is always appreciated. What you CAN do however, is visit my Storenvy and purchase something or pass the link around to other people who might be interested in the sorts of things I'm currently selling. I have two GIANT boxes full of clothing that's up for sale and I don't know how much of it I can comfortably fit in the back of the truck once we get all our essentials and living equipment in it. So I'd love to start moving my product as quickly as possible. Not only does this clear up more space in our living compartment, it also frees me up to seek out different items to sell - I'm hoping to be able to incorporate more sizes and styles as I expand my inventory. 

I'm also thinking of doing giveaways for some of the items, in exchange very simply, for reviews and word-of-mouth. Would anyone be interested in that?

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Some More New Items!

First up, a ton of new items added to my storenvy and quite a few more to come, so please stay tuned for that. I took the liberty of modeling some of these items so they can be seen worn instead of on just a hanger. I really hope that helps sales and views on my shop - I need all the money I can get at this point, we're running low and we'll be homeless at the end of this week. That's right...this week.

For those who like the darker and edgier styles - I've got some great items that would work well in a Goth, Punk, or even Strega/Dark Mori wardrobe. Check 'em out!

Plenty of lighter and airier pieces for the Mori Kei, Natural Kei, and Umi Kei enthusiasts. Perfect for a stroll through the forest or a walk along the beach - a lot of these items are light in color and made of soft and breathable fabrics, which is always good for the summer months.

Some of the original garments are still for sale, these have been up since I opened my store and are longing for a good home and someone to appreciate them. Please have a look and see if anything strikes your fancy!