I’d love a tatto in the pattern of fancy stockings on my legs. My girl me in my mind is very lady like.

Although it’s been out for a few months now, I hadn’t had a chance to properly listen it until yesterday. Now I wish I’d listened to it earlier.

The song’s catchy and the MV’s colourful. Being Korean, the girls also know how to dance.

I like the choreography because it’s girly and fun while not being silly. The girls themselves really know how to handle themselves in front of the camera. They are just soo charming.

You just have to watch the dance version to fully appreciate the steps. It’s also useful for anyone who want’s to learn the dance!

Hello everyone!

I’m sorry for not having updated for such a long time. It’s partly because things have been busy with life, but also partially because I didn’t know what I should write.

The problem with this blog, for me, is because I feel like I’m forcing it a bit too much. It’s true, I like the idea of cross-dressing, but it’s also true I’m slightly embarrassed about it as well. I feel like I’m forcing it too much when everytime I post, somehow I feel obliged to write about cross-dressing, because in my mind, somehow, this has become a ‘cross-dressing blog’. And that’s disappointing, because I’m interested in so many other things as well.

And about cross-dressing itself: I don’t mind whether I truly look like a girl or not. I don’t care about makeup all that much. Really, I just like clothes, and I wouldn’t mind wearing them, even if you look up, it’s obvious I’m a guy.

So I’ve come to a resolution. I’m changing this blog. I’ll write about what I want, I’ll write about clothes I like. It’s silly really – all I’m changing is a barrier a put up inside my own mind. But breaking it down makes it feel like I can breath.

So coming up:

1. Blogging about cute fashions I like: Japanese, Korean, accessories – all the things I like.
2. More health tips and exercise!
3. A bit more about my life.

I’ve also created another blog, which show’s the other sides of my life – lots of things fit in there better than they fit in here. Please feel free to visit me there at scatteredforest.wordpress.com.

I also promise to get around to finishing the second part of my unfinished recount.

Lots of love and kisses,
- Sapphiredreaming

It was in the afternoon, and hot. Having arrived home, tired from meeting some friends in the city, I dropped my bag on the ground and headed into the kitchen.

I looked around as I went for a drink, hoping that my parents had found a package sent to me from a friend in Japan. She had said that she would be sending chocolate, so I had been eagerly awaiting for it to arrive. My other two friends had already received theirs, so I was a little disappointed.

I glanced over the tables and chairs, nothing. I plopped myself on the couch and pouted.

Letting myself fall slowly to the side, I stared in to the distance, and slowly let my eyes unfocus. But as I did so, I caught sight of it. A pink parcel, hidden half under some ads for groceries on the counter that I  had passed over. I pulled myself up and half ran over. It was addressed to me, from Nakata Aya, it said. Relief and happiness slowly started welling up in me, and I went off to carefully open it.

The chocolates were so pretty.

Although these chocolates are what the Japanese call “obligation chocolates”, I couldn’t help to be a little happy – because,well, they did come from a girl that I cared about a lot for after all.

Today, White Day

So today is White Day, a Japanese Day in which Japanese guys and those who celebrate it, return a gift to the girls that gave them Chocolates on Valentine’s Day.  Of course, I had to get my friend something. So I bought her a bear dressed up as a big, and sent it to her in the mail a few days ago. I sure hope it arrives on time, and that the journey isn’t too rough for the bear… I did have to squash it into a small package after all!

She likes pigs, so I hope she likes it.

Happy White Day!

A week earlier I had made a deal with another friend, that if she dressed in a nurse uniform if I dressed up in a maid uniform. Valentines day was coming, so I did this half for the sake of her boyfriend (also my friend, who’s been much ‘deprived’ since getting together with her) and half for the fact I just wanted to see her dressed up (she’s the type that’s usually shy about flaunting her body, although you could tell that she would look good).

So that’s how I ended up at my friend’s house in her bathroom, in a state of undress, trying to figure out how I would put the dress on.

I was thankful when there was a knock on the door. “You need any help with the dress?” she asked from behind the door. “Please May.” I replied. She came in through the door, and after a while finding the dress, she turned it so I could get in. “You’ll get lost under the layers if you don’t get any help,” she said. I lifted my arms up and squeezed into the dress, but as I did so there was a pop. “Uh oh,” I gasped. It had seemed that one of the seams had popped. “Its okay relax,” may replied, “it’s just a seam, but anything more and I would’ve killed you. Now hold your breath,” she said as she pulled down the rest of the dress. I sucked my stomach in as much as I could, and I continued to hold it, too scared that if I breathed anymore, the dress would fall apart.

30 minutes later, we were in her room, wig on head and pads on chest. I was sitting on her chair, and she sat opposite me, makeup kit to her side. “Alright, well Kelly really wanted to do your make up, but she got called out by her parents. I’ll do it until she comes back,” may looked at me, then tossed me her nail file block, “here, busy your self with this.”

I looked at the block amused. Each side had a use – file, smoothener, and nail polisher or something. I started filing my nails and my friend started putting on makeup.

*

She put the brush down and looked at my face again. “Alright, we’re done,” she said, “you were good to draw on, you barely moved, even when I did your eyes.” “I was just too scared to move”, I replied, “I got drawn on where I’ve never been drawn on before!”

“Come, we’ll show you to the mirror,” may said, leaving her room. I followed after her, nervously looking around when I entered the corridor. Then I ran to where she was.

Looking in to the mirror, I saw a girl looking back. I parted my hair and looked again, a little in disbelief. “Wow it’s really well done,” I told May. “Thanks she replied.” Just as we were saying this, the sound of footsteps approached through the corridors. May ran over to look. “Hey come over here!” she said to a person I couldn’t quite see. The foot steps came over until a boy, around maybe 18 appeared. “What do you think of her?” she asked him, pointing to me.

I shied back.

To be continued…

Meanwhile, here are some pics from the day!~ (more coming with next part)

In my last post I talked about relaxing, and I think that it’s an important part about staying healthy. As with any lifestyle choice, what is important that what we do is beneficial to us.

Making good choices and having a good balance of relaxation, fun, exercise and meaningful work is essential for a healthy mindset. Here are some lifestyle choices that I choose (and some that I’m trying to work on myself!).

Resting Well
Sleeping enough (8~9 hours a night) means that during the day, we can properly live our life. Being tired means that we just drift through the day. We miss the interesting things that happen around us because we are less aware; conversation and confidence can suffer because you’re just not in the mood for it; and depending on the person, you can become easily annoyed or irate. It is also easy to fall into it as a bad habit, which means that we can end up drifting through a large part of our lives without actually *waking up*. This I can see in a lot of my friends, and I admit once in a while I fall into this bad pattern. I suppose you just have to be a bit more strict with yourself, so you can live better.

Exercising Well
For me, there’s nothing more depressing than sitting on my fat ass realizing how massively overweight I am. And I’m not just saying that. At the start of last year, having just come home from a trip to China, I was 66kg. Eating out every night was probably the cause of it.

After I came back to China I would pretty much stay home everyday. That didn’t help. It got to the point where I could poke my thighs from the sides, and I could wobble for about 5 seconds before they’d come to a rest.

I started cutting down on my food, but not impractically – I didn’t want to do it unhealthily – eating just enough so I was satisfied – and I supplemented this with somewhat regular exercising.

I try to run a lap of the oval everyday (~1km), getting some fresh air is nice too. Then at night I’d usually just do some arm, calf and leg exercises to stretch out. Sometimes I like to do hip flexes and squats to work on my thighs, but usually I just stay with some calf raises.

Through exercise I look better and feel better. One year since China, I’m 56kg.

Living life with a meaning
When I say live life with a meaning, I mean find something in life that is meaningful to you. Something you are interested in to work on or improve. Something you can feel good about when you bring yourself  ‘to the next level’.

For many this means school or work, but while these are essential for a happy life, it’s just not enough (have you ever had those times when holidays arrive and suddenly you lose your way? I sure have… I used to drown myself in computer games. It was the worst).

What I’m talking about are hobbies. This is bound to be different for everyone, but I guess its up to you to find something that you like. As for me, I enjoy jamming on my guitar, or flipping through Japanese fashion magazines to improve my fashion sense. Anything that gives you a sense of satisfaction when you achieve something is a hobby. I suppose exercising, learning Japanese, and writing this blog could be considered hobbies for me as well~

I suppose, just take some time to think a bit, and decide on the right lifestyle choices for yourselves.

]]> http://sapphiredreaming.wordpress.com/2009/02/28/lifestyle-choices/feed/ 2 sapphiredreaming My Hobbies person_sleeping_black exercise meaning tree http://sapphiredreaming.wordpress.com/2009/02/27/my-happy-place/ http://sapphiredreaming.wordpress.com/2009/02/27/my-happy-place/#comments Fri, 27 Feb 2009 13:01:03 +0000 sapphiredreaming http://sapphiredreaming.wordpress.com/?p=50 ]]> I lathered the shampoo into my hair slowly. The fragrance released, and straight away I relaxed. After a tiring day, it made me feel like I could just lie down and fall asleep, in the shower, right there.

The shampoo, I had bought, after using it at my friend’s place in Japan. It smelled so nice, that I think I’m starting to become addicted to it.

Everyday I’d wash my hair with the shampoo in Japan. After rubbing it into my hair, I would just sit on the little bath seat and feel relaxed. Often I’d loose track of time, and realizing this after a while, I’d quickly rinse before hopping into the bath tub for a quick dip. The bath tub  was always preheated to 40 degrees Celsius. When I eased myself in, I could feel my skin tingle and my muscles loosen up. It was the most relaxing thing ever. Just thinking about it now makes my body relax. Its got to have been good for the skin too.

I think if I were to have a ‘happy place’ – one of those places that therapists often tell you to think about to relax – then it would have to be that little bathroom we shared in Japan.

The smell of the shampoo really brings me back. Now I can relax everyday when I wash myself in the shower here too.

Here’s the picture of the shampoo – I don’t think you can get it from anywhere except Japan!

The gorgeous shampoo and conditioner that I love.

If you can get your hands on some, I recommend you get some right now!
I swear that you will not regret it.