kawaii: I actually bought something there over the summer...I went up to the sales girl and asked her if, since there were signs everywhere that you couldn't try clothes on, she could give me exact measurements since I didn't know Japanese sizes well. She gave me a look like I was the scum of the earth (how dare I ask a reasonable question?) whipped out a tape measure, and informed me that I was a 2L. It's pretty big on me now, so I might even fit into the normal sizes at this point, but luckily there's enough lacing on it that I can tighten it in so that it doesn't look like a tent on me. I wore it for Halloween when I got sick of kids pulling my tail as Pochama, but I really got it because my bf has a thing for goth girls and I have enough of a baby face to pull off g-lol
Asalad: I liked my flirting situation better before...The friends I went out with were drop-dead gorgeous, but one was a lesbian and the other is taken...so essentially I was the grenade. I knew it and the wingman knew it, so we would skip the crap and just end up talking. Their friends would realize that they weren't getting anywhere and want to leave and they'd do the whole "yeah, I'll catch up with you in a sec, bro," thing. Now I'm the middle-weight of the group I go out with and people actually hit on me and I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO. (A. Because I have a boyfriend back at home and B. because I have the social graces of turkey)