When I packed up my life and moved to the Japanese country side, I left all of my eccentricities at home. I tried to build a wardrobe of subtle, yet creative outfits.
But I've come to the conclusion that I am tired of subtlety. Maybe it is because my birthday is around the corner, or maybe it comes from job dissatisfaction -- I don't really know.
I want my outside to match my inside. My inside which consists of gold, glitter, black chiffon, cats, fake glasses, fake moles, and the Ouroboros.