Excuse the little joke on the title, if you got the reference kudos to you, that’s a fun book.
I am in fact alive and well, and finally blogging from my new home. We’ve been here for more than a week now, but everything is still a mess and the living room is full of boxes. My little studio is nowhere near done with nothing but my computer and printer set up and I have taken over the dining room table with piles of work-related stuff. And clothes. Piles and piles of clothes everywhere, in spite of the mountain of bags I donated.
Panda and Gatsby have taken to the new place very quickly, and I have already baked a rustic-looking but delicious rye and honey cake flavoured with aniseed and Earl Grey tea in my new electric oven. In our old place the oven was a relic with no gas or temperature marks and it took me over a year to get to know it and avoid overcooking everything.
So things are looking good over here, word is we might even get a bit of cool weather next week but for now it’s still summer clothes. I was so happy about being able to iron my clothes after a week that I had to take photos to share.
Last weekend Dave and I took the train to Mataró, a seaside town outside Barcelona to take a look at an antiques fair that’s hold monthly.
I had been looking forward to it so much because just last week we paid the deposit for a new apartment. We’re moving! We’re only moving like four blocks at most but hey, we’re moving. We had been looking at the local listings of apartments for rent for a while and visited a few, in the end however we ended up going back and taking the first one we saw, jeez. It’s not perfect and lacks some of the things I was hoping for, like a big patio/terrace, but there’s only so much we can do with our budget in the city.
So we hit the antiques fair hoping to find the much elusive coffee table and some bits for our new home, only to find its new location was quite a long walk away from the train station. After we got there dehidrated due to the walk in the sun we found out that there wasn’t any drinks stall.
The fair was somewhat smaller than the last one, but still we found some interesting bits and after checking out all the stalls I bought a german formica wall clock in a very mid century style. Still no luck with the coffee table, much to my dismay.
Here’s a little and very shaky video that I made in Tokyo with a toy 8mm camera from Tokyu Hands.
I thought I’d wrap up a final post covering one of the best parts of our trip to Japan: the shopping. Thankfully I carried my suitcase half empty.
My favourite store that I visited was Little Trip to Heaven in Shimokitazawa, a carefully curated vintage store with great clothes at decent prices and the cutest staff ever. The place was like a dream and I bought a 60s dress and a cotton shirt. Shimokitazawa was my favourite part of Tokyo, with its vintage shops, cafes and relaxing atmosphere. In Shimokita I also visited the Marble Sud shop where I bought a cat t-shirt and their mook that came with a free bag.
I went absolutely crazy for a while at Jane Marple in Osaka, where I told Dave I was going “just to take a look” and came out with the Candy Wrapper skirt in black (this print) and this cardigan. And then freaked out in bed that night regretting it.
I paid two different visits to Frapbois in Kyoto and Tokyo, and two visits to Bulle de Savon where I bought I am I‘s infamous kitty shoes, a striped Fig London skirt I’ve been wearing all the time since, and a pleated dress from Dots and Stripes.
I also went all the way to Daikanyama to find a Liberty print blouse from Chambre de Charme, the girl at the store turned out to be an “I’m from Barcelona” (the band) fan!
In general all the staff was super nice and welcoming, I had heard horror stories about lolita brand stores’s staff being super mean to foreigners but all of my experiences were great. Most of the girls didn’t speak much english, but were very friendly and would get so excited when I spoke words and short sentences in poor japanese and ask us where we were from etcetera. Barcelona was always received with gasps followed by “I want to visit!” or “Sagrada Familia!”. On the last day the girl at the Frapbois Zoo pop-up store in Shinjuku JR station asked if I was living in Japan because my japanese was so good, there’s a limit to how much you should suck up to the customer…
Hey there, hope all of you have enjoyed your summer! I’ve been feeling a bit jealous at all those seaside photos on instagram and wherever while stuck in the city and I’m beginning to get really excited because summer is finally almost over. What can I say? I’m not a big fan of summer.
For the past few months I’ve been in a 60s kick more than usual. I am at the moment enjoying the records of The Lovin’ Spoonful at all times and reading memoirs of people like Frank Zappa (♥), Howard Kaylan (from The Turtles) and Stu Phillips (this one wasn’t very good though). So while doing this, summer has come and gone and I haven’t been shopping at all due to the heat, mixed with boring clothes on the shops and my budget. I have however gotten hold of this great pair of vintage deadstock jeans from the 1960s.
As you all must know if you’ve looked at this blog for a while I don’t wear trousers a lot, they aren’t a good match for wide hips and chubby thighs and make me feel really uncomfortable. I only own a pair of jeans and I hate them anyway. This jeans however make me feel awesome and I’ve been wearing them everywhere for the past week, I had to alter them a bit but they fit like an incredibly-high-waisted dream now (as much as trousers can on me, at least). Pair them with vintage loafers, a thrifted tropical shirt and I feel like an extra on That Thing You Do! My new leopard print frames don’t hurt the feeling either. I can’t wait for the weather to finally cool down a bit so I can mix and match with my favourite jumpers and saddle shoes.
Aside from gazing longingly at photos of young John Sebastian on tumblr, I have been keeping busy working all day and drawing art for a videogame at home. I’ve also found the time to get stuffed with tea and carbs of all kinds, that’s what summer is for if you don’t get to go to some idyllic location, right?
Two of my favourite recent finds are Nata, a portuguese bakery serving pastéis de Belém, and Usagi a japanese cafe and bakery where I get my matcha latte fix.