On Saturday, I was made into a Japanese doll by my Mom’s cousin’s mother-in-law, a beautician. Japanese beauticians are usually certified or at least trained to professionally dress people in kimonos and put them in a sort of paired updo. Big deal, you may think, but getting into a kimono is an ORDEAL that can take anywhere between half and hour to two hours. The whole process took me about an hour and a half.
The reasoning behind me getting dolled up is based on timing. The type of kimono that one wears is based on age, and marital status. Since I am a teenager and unmarried, I wear a furisode kimono, where the sleeves are very long and the colors are vivid. As you get older, you have to look more age appropriate, with less bold colors and eye-catching decoration. Also, once you get married or reach a certain age, your sleeve length gets drastically shorter. Everyone wanted to capture me in full furisode- before it was too late.
It started with the updo….me getting my hair done.
Then the actually dressing began. It started with me wearing a really thin dress and getting padded and bound— my chest bound, and my waist padded. The whole point of a kimono is to look like you have no curves, so the body is manipulated to look really straight. I don’t think that I’ve ever intentionally tried to look flat-chested and fuller around the middle, hahahaha.
The picture is of me wearing an undergarment-type thin white gown. It’s basically underwear, it would be very unproper for me to go outside like that.
Gradually the layers started piling up. Here, I’m almost finished- my obi, or waistband, is being tied.
FINISHED! Here, you can kind of see my obi and hairdo better….
Since it would be a total waste of 2 hours for me to just go home after being so dolled up, my family and I went to Asakusa again (there’s a post about Asakusa waaaaaaay back). It was absolutely hilarious- I guess that half Japanese girls don’t show up in furisode often, because I had people literally taking pictures of me right and left- some people even asked to pose with me!
Some lady wanted to take a picture with me—she was hilarious and really cool (LOOK AT HER SHADES! hahahahaha) so I obliged.
Prowlin’ the streets
Just chillin with a monkey (it was actually part of a performing act).
ANYWAYS it was a hilarious day, and although I thought that I was going to die with so much clothing on me, it was a great experience.