Monday, June 23, 2014

OOTD: What Colour Are You?








  • Headband: somewhere in Taipei
  • Choker: WORLD IS MINE (Scramble Market)
  • Shirt: somewhere in Gangnam (Seoul)
  • Inner: Tiens Ecoute (Lumine Shinjuku)
  • Shorts: Lip Service (Sendai Forus)
  • Tights: Marks and Spencer (Dublin)
  • Shoes: United Nude (resale)
  • Bag: Blond Cigarettes (Garden Sendai)
  • Bracelets: チチカカ (Harajuku) FEAR (Scramble Market)
  • Rings: FEAR, EXIST (sponsored)


Recently I can't stop buying and wearing blue.

With this in mind, I asked my friend if she agreed that people eventually start to gravitate towards certain colours. Everyone talks about "personal style" and most people know that certain shades and tones will suit them better than others. But what about personal colours? Is it just as simple as wearing your favourite colour?

I don't think so.

It's hard to choose one, but I'd venture to say that my favourite colour is purple. But when it comes to fashion, outside of accessories I don't wear purple all that much. Blue, on the other hand, is a colour I swore never to wear post-secondary school. My Catholic school's uniform was an unfortunate shade that earned us the nickname "The Smurfs". Back then we all longed for the dull navys and greys of other schools.

Yet here I am years later still wearing the same colour.

For the record, my friend disagreed when I described her as a "red" person, listing all her many-coloured clothes as proof of my mistake. She said that she sees her self as, if anything, a blue person. I was definitely not a blue person according to her. Although we both viewed ourselves in the same way, we had totally different ideas of the other person.

 Somehow, that is a recipe for friendship.



Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Cirque Du Soleil Ovo in Tokyo

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Cirque du Soleil "Ovo" - Japanese promotional poster

Everyone should see a Cirque du Soleil performance at least once in their life. I can hardly touch my toes but watching professional acrobats in action is breathtaking. Not to mention the gorgeous costumes and beautiful music. I never got to see the permanent Tokyo show "Zed" before it closed in 2011, but the company tours Japan often so I have been to a couple of other performances.

"Ovo" is nearing the end of its Tokyo run before it travels the rest of the country. I saw it last weekend on a rainy Saturday, while the rest of Odaiba was filled with teenage girls waiting to meet a B-level Korean idol group. The theme of Ovo is the movement of insects and the cast have perfected their every gesture, never breaking character.



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A fancy promotional car because Japan

It wasn't a sell-out show, but it was very full.  I stumped up the cash for the best seats available, but even they were hard to get for any day in June. I assume the show has been popular but with the impending departure from Tokyo, there seems to be a mad rush to get tickets.

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This little bug thought that he was part of the show

My first impression was one of surprise. The circus tent in Sendai had seemed a lot bigger but, with the Giant Gundam and Statue of Liberty just casually hanging about nearby, maybe everything looks smaller in Odaiba. Certainly the waiting audience seemed impressed enough by the promotional car and plethora of insect-themed goods available inside.

Personally, I was impressed that the snack stall sold reasonably-priced cans of lemon chu-hai. Nice one.

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An ocean of people queuing to buy merchandise 

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The final countdown (not really)

Obviously they were really strict about photos/videos during the show, so you'll have to take my word that it was excellent. I managed to sneak this shot of the stage during the interval. Ironically, I got scolded by security just afterwards for trying to take a mere selca. Oh well.

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Sneaky picture of the stage at the opening of the second half

Compared to their previous show "Corteo", I found "Ovo" to be a little bit less spectacular. But I suppose the novelty had worn off. Another point in Corteo's favour was the carnival theme, which appealed to me a lot more than insects. It also seemed more floor-based this time. The most thrilling part was the trapeze section, not least because the first acrobat actually missed his partner and crashed to the net below. Part of me wonders if it was done deliberately to raise tension for the rest of the act, but his face looked pretty pissed off behind the beetle-paint, so maybe not.

Another aspect that I loved was the particularly French-style comedy that was employed through-out. It's a farcical style that acted as a wonderful counterbalance to the elegant acrobats. If you're not familiar with French comedy, KMKYWw Alan Partridge did a good riff on it:



After the show we tried the insect- themed photo booth. Seeing as how the pictures were free and (you may have noticed) heavily advertised on, they MAY HAVE been a cunning publicity stunt... But this is the kind that suits me (side-eyeing YouTube ads...).

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Purikura-style picture from the free photo booth

We spent the evening in Odaiba, where we stumbled upon a classic car exhibition. It wasn't my cup of tea but I loved this picture of Japanese men bowing at a car. All hail our new automotive overlords.


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Japanese people bowing at a car (again, because Japan)

That was followed by playtime at the largest Lego shop that I've ever seen. Men can't seem to help themselves, they always have to build the tallest tower possible. A psychoanalyst would have a field day in a Lego shop. I just built a gun to attack the tower (not sure what that says about me!). 

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Gun vs Tower at the Odaiba Lego shop

Final random photo is this gorgeous vintage-looking coffee machine that was randomly located in the J. Ferry outlet store. They also had free soft drinks and a diner-style counter to relax at. You don't even have to buy anything! Thank you Japan!

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Free coffee at J. Ferry Odaiba

We finished the evening with a romantic dinner at Bill's Odaiba but that, my friends, is a story for another blog. Cirque du Soleil is running in Tokyo til the end of June, make sure you don't miss it!


Sunday, June 1, 2014

Laduree Macarons in Tokyo



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Laduree: Enabling sweet-tooth bearers since 1862

Before the cupcake craze, there were macarons.

The sweet, delicate confections still rule in Tokyo, and without a doubt the jewel in the crown is Laduree.
Since its humble start in the 1860's as a small Parisian bakery, the empire of Laduree has expanded to cross the globe while producing food, fashion and cosmetics.

But in my opinion, it all comes down to the humble macaron.

The macaronsthough only a few gramsagitate our senses. The eyes have already devoured themFingers skim their surface, the flavors are gently... ... the flavors are gently smelled. When their fine crunchy shell is crushed, the ears are excited by the soundThen the mouth experiences a delicate grace...
- Pierre Herme

Herme, a famous baker in his own right, helped the global spread of Laduree. The above quote truly encapsulates the many tiny pleasures that eating a macaron brings. Unfortunately, my first experience of Laduree was being shooed out of their Charles de Gaulle shop for trying to take a picture. It knocked my confidence but not my dream.

One day I would eat a Laduree macaron.

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Since I ate at the cafe, I didn't really need the box...

Like all French cuisine, if you can't have it in France, you should try to have it in Tokyo. As it happened, my first trip to a Laduree cafe was extra special since my father took me there for a birthday treat. We went to the Shinjuku Lumine shop, which is little more than a sales counter and a few tables squeezed in together. The other Tokyo branches are certainly more spectacular, but it's literally all just window dressing. No matter where you go, you can't fault the exquisite taste.

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Ta-dah! Neatly packed and ready to be eaten

Of course, the thing about macarons is that they're hard to eat more than a couple of in one sitting. No matter how tempting the giant macaron towers are, the rush of senses as described by Herme is best appreciated in small servings. At my first visit to Laduree I chose three macarons, but since then I always limit myself to two. And these two flavours are certainly my favourite.


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Petale de Rose, Marie Antoinette, Petale de Rose

  • Petale de Rose: Rose can be a heavy flavour, but these are incredibly light. The taste of the shell is so subtle that the creamy filling brings the rose gently, before anything else. As it slowly fades, the crumbling shell picks up strong notes of sweetness here and there. 
  • Marie Antoinette: based on Laduree's tea of the same name. It certainly has a Chinese black tea flavour, but again the sweetness wins out. However. rather than a sugary almond sensation, it's more of a rich honey sweetness. I don't know the detailed ingredients but some reviewers say that it contains notes of rose. 

These days I'm lucky that my school is so close to the Shinjuku branch. I pop in every now and then, working my way through the different flavours. I always come back to Petale de Rose and Marie Antoinette though.




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Instagram Fiction


Since I don't know the first thing about reviewing food, I hope my descriptions of the tastes make sense. This turned into a little bit of a love letter to macarons

If any readers have been to the Paris branches of Laduree, I'd love to hear opinions. I'm planning a trip to France in the Summer and really want to try "the real thing". Hopefully I won't get kicked out of the shop this time!


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