Fweedle!

So, I'm going to go see Liza Dalby on Tuesday! ^__________^ Awesomeness. (I need to reread Kimono tomorrow night so I don't look like a complete dunce, since it's been about 7 years since I bought the paperbacks in the British Museum bookstore...)

I was going to wear a relatively formal komon ensemble with my latest obi acquisition, but I couldn't quite make it all 'match' right, and gave up. I'm going to wear a poly unlined (that's heavy enough to be double-lined! oops.) in a casual wavy stripe, and my purple-grey Chucks, and a newsie cap (borrowing a page from the IG Forums' Lyuba-chan) and a casual hanhaba obi that has butterflies and whatnot on it. (My collar, sadly, will be boring and white, as I don't have the fun fabrics available to coordinate something in bubblegum pink and/or polka dots.) Since, yanno, it's a 2+ hour drive up to Santa Barbara and I'm going to make a day of it with tsuji-kun anyway, why worry about silk and a taiko knot (and the fact I can only stand wearing zori - even my broken-in comfy ones - for about two hours? I may as well be comfortable. :D

(I *am* tempted to get the Airwalk 'Tattoo' slip-ons that the Payless.com site is showing, if the local store has them, only because I like the look and I'd probably wear them all the time anyway, rather than just for my 'funky' kimono ensemble plans... But they're money I shouldn't be spending, so... erk. Dilemma. Look awesome without spending anything, look awesome-r and spend $25. *flail* )


Anyone ever wash tennis shoes in the machine? Do they come out all right? Mine are a bit dingy, but I'm worried that because of their age they'll fall apart in the wash, too. Hm. (And I am NOT going to try and battle the Block's crowds, assuming the Converse store is even still there.)

Hee! Prep for my SB trip tomorrow...

Stopped by Payless tonight (what the hell - I'll justify it as stimulating the economy), and found that the Tattoo Airwalks were far too loose - I walked right out of them when I tried them on. But I found black and white plaid-with-fuzzy-velvet roses hi-tops instead, for a sale price. And those will just up the awesome quotient considerably. ^___^

Also, all four pairs of tennis shoes survived their bath. (The dryer, however, is a noisy operation - it sounds like I have a taiko group practicing - badly - in my garage.) So I took two of the four out to air dry and left the other two in. The purple-grey ones seem all right; not as clean as I'd like, but better than they were. The other pair badly needed the bath; they were stinky!

I have awesome tennis shoes, now. MWAHahahah! (Which just cinches the fact I have to wear my pinstripe or plaid newsie cap, to match my shoes...)

Hair... will probably be pigtails, because... because I can, I suppose. and I'm not feeling very creative. I might convince Mom to take the time to French braid it, if she's up and willing. It's long enough, now. (No, I can't braid my own hair pretty-like, I fail as a girl, bite me. It took long enough to learn how to manage a half-decent ponytail. I do not posess the Hair-Fu that usually gets handed out when little girls are put together. I make up for it with stompy boots and slogan tee shirts. Go figure.)

I have not yet cracked open Dalby's book for a re-read; I may just bring it along and hope for an autograph, and pray I remember to actually bring a notebook and pens with me. I'm dumb like that, sometimes.