Finally, the second part to my Lolita saga. (The first part is here.) There’s actually a part three and a part four, so prepare yourself for a million photos of me in a fluffy dress.
So as I mentioned in the first entry, I won a photo contest sponsored by the Japan Tourism Agency and the prize was a Lolita makeover which included hanging out all day with Misako Aoki and a lot of shopping in Harajuku. Misako Aoki is Japan’s “Kawaii Ambassador,” (a real title!) a famous Lolita model, and probably the cutest person alive.
At first, I was like “Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat, you want me to wear a Lolita dress and wander around Harajuku?! With a Japanese model? Are you insane?” but hey, you only live once. WHY NOT? It turned out to be really fun and I had an amazing time. It will probably go down as one of the weirdest experiences of my life, but that’s not exactly a bad thing.
The day started off with photographers setting up. MULTIPLE PHOTOGRAPHERS. I was mildly horrified (I don’t particularly like getting my photo taken) but again, how often does something crazy like this happen? So I decided to (mostly) just go with it.
Dress selection. Frilly dresses galore.
So many accessories! It’s hard being a Lolita.
Misako Aoki! I can’t even tell you how adorable she is in person. They asked me what colour dress I wanted, and I wanted to say black. But I wear black ALL THE TIME so I held my tongue and just let them pick out whatever dress they wanted. It was between pink and yellow. Misako suggested pink — apparently it goes with my skin. Annnnnnnnnnd I have a secret love of pink because I have the taste of a five-year-old but I try to hide it with black clothes and Marc Jacobs. (It usually works.)
Pink it is!
Trying on the dress and shoes. I was surprised that the dress fit, because I am not as tiny as a real Japanese girl and everything in Japan seems to come in only one size. So that was lucky. The shoes were a size “medium.” (I normally wear a US size 6 shoe.)
I’m 99.99% sure this the only time anyone famous will help me buckle my shoes.
I look super impressed here.
Angry eyebrows. WHY IS THIS HAPPENING? WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME? WHY DOES THIS DRESS HAVE SO MANY RIBBONS?
Well. Time to suck it up and embrace my inner five-year-old.
I could totally be a Lolita, guys.
Especially since being a Lolita comes with cute stuffed animals. This is the Baby, the Stars Shine Bright (a Lolita clothing brand) mascot. Misako had one attached to her bag, so I got one for my (cherry-shaped!) bag. Her “skirt” doubles as a hair scrunchie.
The pattern on my dress. Also Baby, The Stars Shine Bright. ANIMALS AND STRAWBERRIES AND BOWS, WHAT.
Cute shoes! They were strangely comfortable. Some poor assistant had to carry my boots all day, just in case my feet hurt later and I needed to take these off. (I never did!) I wanted to buy a pair but then I came back to my senses.
Getting in a cab and heading to a salon in Harajuku for my LOLITA MAKEOVER. One of my favourite moments of the day happened in the cab. That little stuffed mascot rabbit thing I mentioned has a pocket on the back. A very small pocket that couldn’t even fit a credit card. Mike asked Misako what goes in the pocket and she replied “candy” in this voice like it was the most obvious thing in the world. (What else would a Lolita possibly need to carry around?)
What were we talking about? Candy.
Posing outside the salon. Sort of.
Waiting for my hair/makeup person. We had a private room so I could be saved from the snark of real Lolitas (I assume). LOLITA POWER MAKE UP! The people in the background include the photographers, Keiko, and someone from the Japan Tourism Agency.
That’s it for part two. In part three, someone puts fake eyelashes on me, I parade around Harajuku, eat crepes, and go shopping!