On a friend’s birthday trip, we all decided to visit Newport Beach and found this sushi restaurant on the way. At first, we were hesitant to enter just because the atmosphere felt almost too bougie and we were just a couple of kids. Nevertheless, we entered and were greeted by the sweetest hostess. She immediately tried to accommodate to our large number and had us seated right away. I guess the highlight of the night was honestly the beautiful interior of the restaurant. The walls were mirrored and everywhere were signs of Japanese culture. I particularly noticed that the workers were dressed in garments that I later discovered were were a combination of happis with the designs of a kimono. Overall, the combination of the two types of clothing made quite a beautiful combination that I would truly love to come back for the food and also see.
Among the many paintings that I see everyday, one of the most often is that of this Japanese flag called the Rising Sun. Before, I’m used to seeing this design in the back of my chemistry class and even at work, where the painting of it was no more than a well laid out white and red design. One day as I was gazing off into space, I questioned what it was and why was it such a big painting at my workplace. To my own amazement, I searched it up and realized that it was a war flag. Not only did it represent some of the many horrendous ideals of war such as sex slaves and having people chopped up for science experiments, but it was also a symbol of the peoples’ desire to separate themselves from Japan’s colonial and aggressive past. Although the flag is being seen more often in public, the people who are waving them around are ignorant to its history of war, tears, and bloodshed.
I’m not sure when I fell in love with the art of make up, but all my life, I’ve been surrounded by women who have inspired me to experiment with it. When I was younger, I remember watching my mom apply it every day before work and seeing how beautiful she was wearing it. And even before my mom, my grandma was a beautician who taught at a local college. Through her, I was able to collect the tools and palettes needed to start my own little collection.
Ever since I’ve worked at this Japanese restaurant, I’ve been more interested in Japanese culture more so than I’ve ever been in my life. I guess when my eyes landed on this piece of bun holding together equipment, I couldn’t say no since it does come handle when I have to wear my hair in a bun at work.
These kittens belong to a good friend of mine. When I first saw them, it was literally love at first sight. They so small and precious which only made me love them more. Everything about them, from the way they wander through her house or rub against my legs, exemplifies this idea of how freaking precious they are.
As I was waiting to get my nails done and contemplating which color to choose from the massive variety of polishes, my eyes settled on this combination. Usually, the idea of glitter and pastels never intrigued me because it seemed tacky and way too girly. But as my nail lady applied the coatings, I was astounded by how beautiful it was. I guess I was just really inspired by the idea such small details can pull together an image.