I hope to get better photos at the show on Sunday but here we go! RomaFest is this Sunday. I am having some strong imposter syndrome feelings but I know I love to dance. I didn't have time to make something from scratch nor the money to buy anything that would be of the same … Continue reading Costume Finished!
I haven't been around because illness took me DOWN. After two rounds of antibiotics, more nasal steroids, and the joy of three days in a row without kerosene fumes I'm almost better. Welcome to Finish-it-February, wherein I try to be frugal by focusing on finishing projects instead of starting them. Of course, as soon as … Continue reading Heads up! Finish it February!
It's Sunday afternoon and I've moved my private dance lesson so my body can rest all day. The last two weekends have involved evenings with back-to-back restaurant gigs in a single night. How not-glam is that? Three solo shows in two days on top of dance lessons can be killer...and I haven't modified all my … Continue reading Sunday damage report.
Right now it's hard to prioritize things. I get home and everything shouts for attention: my bed, my need for nourishing food, my need to make that food, my crafts, the things I need to do for dance and the studio... Before I know it it's past my bedtime, way past, and I feel like … Continue reading New Hands Are Here!
Today brings me to sewing I don’t really want to do but need to do. I have two jobs. One as a mild-mannered English teacher (for Japanese children) and the other as a belly dance teacher/performer (for Japanese adults, Turkish restaurants, etc.). My English teaching is within set hours that don’t fluctuate from week to … Continue reading Costume Alterations.
Ok, catching up on two months of crafting is showing me how godddamned much stuff I make. A Japanese bellydancer I'm friends with on FB JUST posted a photo of a Pullip Nah-Atto she saw in a Book-Off and I replied with a picture of my before and after...and was going to send her the … Continue reading Nah-Atto part 2.
Yesterday, Friday, was not great. I could get into it all but I won't. This is a huge change from my early Live Journal days when I would reveal all intimacies (with certain filters in place) and find it therapeutic to do so. I've already told this story to a few close friends and will … Continue reading The mail contains bad news and a head.