A nerdy Star Wars wedding but make it kink-friendly
11 hours ago
May 1, 2010
Who's enjoying the April weather? Ah, the month of rain and gloomy days, I salute you! I know a lot of you have had your exams and assignments, so how many of you actually caught up on sleep? I'm still half in and half out and haven't really gotten my night and day separated. Waking up at night and sleeping in the morning makes Ayu a grumpy gizzard. So let's have an enormous post with pictures and fanatic ranting/storytelling. I do apologize for the photo spam later, but don't you love me? Come see! And you'll understand the title if you look at the photo spam... or will you? XD But seriously, I do have some questions (about drama llamas) near the end that I'd love for you to answer if you could.
One more thing: Strawberry_Yura's birthday is on the 11th! HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY TO YURA!! XD Lots of hugs from me! :D
One more thing: Strawberry_Yura's birthday is on the 11th! HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY TO YURA!! XD Lots of hugs from me! :D
I had some interesting time with my friends - going downtown to Kensington to visit Lolicon's shop, Her Majesty, at the intriguing Blue Banana. Now mind you, I had every intention to visit earlier, only the last time I went (with Claire) in January, we ended up lost, confused and decidedly very cold. JS hussled us back into the car and we - well, fine.. just me then - spent the next 2 hours being carsick as we entered terrible traffic on the 401. And yes, I get really carsick, but it's mostly serious headaches and moans of death.
Let me interrupt myself to talk a little bit about Toronto Highways. For those of you who don't drive, keep in mind that high traffic hours are as follows:
Morning Rush Hour: 5 am - 9:30 am
Afternoon Lunch Rush Hour: 11:30 am - 1 pm
After School Rush Hour: 3 pm - 5 pm
After Work Rush Hour: 5 pm - 8 pm
(On SPECIAL DAYS) After Dinner Party Rush Hour: 10:30 pm - 12 am
Afternoon Lunch Rush Hour: 11:30 am - 1 pm
After School Rush Hour: 3 pm - 5 pm
After Work Rush Hour: 5 pm - 8 pm
(On SPECIAL DAYS) After Dinner Party Rush Hour: 10:30 pm - 12 am
So judging by this probably-not-so-accurate-yet-possible-co
Off to the Unknown Lands
We made our way to Blue Banana, this time with our friend, JC, in tow, who was trying to find a top hat that didn't cost $60. The funny thing was that the night before I had been checking Google Maps to see how the street would look like so I wouldn't get lost again. So arriving there, we saw several shops with hats. We spotted a sign that happily proclaimed, "BONNETS" for sale. Claire decided to check it out. Oh yeah, it was a bonnet, as you can see in the picture. A child's straw bonnet. But since it was sax blue, we decided that it was LOL-worthy and snapped a picture of Claire sporting one. For some reason the stall makes me think of the Hong Kong stalls in Mong Kok. Yeah, you know the ones - where you haggle for pirated Sanrio/Gainax/Capcom goods... er what? I have no idea what you're talking about! XD There were some really cool fedoras for JC, but being Claire and Ayu, we weren't exactly keen on him buying a fedora right away without making him try on an actual Top Hat. Though I have NO idea if we took a picture of him with the top hat later on... I know Claire snapped on of me. No idea where it is though.... Moving on from the multi-hat stall.
For some reason, there's always some obligatory photo of Lolitas and their teacups or teatime spread. I'm not sure if the Lolita Gods decreed it but even JC, who was hardly well-versed in the ways of the Lolita rules, made us sit under an umbrella and fak--er have a glorious Tea Time that was of course, a HUGE success with our delicious teas, little cakes, scones, and clotted cream. Mmmmm... clotted cream... *drools*.. What was I talking about? Oh right, the glorious imaginary tea. *dab dab* We were SO prim and proper that we scared the locals away. As they scurried away indoors, JC snapped a photo of us and our fantastic party for two. See the deliciousness of it all? Yeah, I bet you're drooling now. Be envious. Be VERY envious. And yes, to the shock and horror of the Lolita Gods, yes, I am wearing suede-like fabric boots 
with my Baby JSK. BOOYAH, scream in TERROR at my horrendous mistake! Well we'll talk about the boots later as the Gods punished me in the end, but eh, I was insanely happy just to be out of the house on a day that was pretty darn gorgeous. Mandatory shot of JC under the white umbrella. Oh yes ladies, despite his quirky, not-so-sure-where-to-look photo, he IS single and full of fun. So call 1-800-I-WANT-JC now and get your own JC today! I'M KEEDING JC, don't get mad! Haha. I'll stop pimping you out. Anyways, he looks like a nice boy here, but we changed that later... XD
Blue Banana is like the Artist's Paradise. It's a marketplace for things you might not find in the complacent suburbs. Of course the main point of the
visit was to see if there were hats for sale and to check out Her Majesty. As I mentioned before, Claire snapped a shot of me in a Top Hat, which cost around $40, so it was a little over the top for JC. Not to mention there was a huge sign proclaiming that the hats were for women. Just didn't sit well with JC. Haha. So we went to find Her Majesty. We almost missed it. From the usual pictures, I believe that it was a corner spot, but we weren't expecting just a panel. Some cute things, though we couldn't afford any of it. It was great to actually look and handle the objects that you usually see online but don't often get the opportunity to see it in real life. So it wasn't too bad. On the way back down, we found some really gorgeous paintings and interesting cat sculptures by David Trant. Claire and JC loved the coffee-bunny 
sculpture holding a Timmies (Tim Hortons) Coffee which says "Happiness is in the Smell of Coffee". I don't really drink coffee unless I have an exam, assignment or work project so I don't know about happiness, but I have a friend who is so addicted to coffee that when she was trying to curb her addiction, she ended up desperately sniffing instant coffee powder to calm herself down. For me, I once took 3 tablespoons of instant coffee because I thought that it might not be enough to keep me up to continue studying for my Chemistry exam the next day. Ended up staying up all night and the next day I was completely jittery and on edge. While driving to school, every time the car hit the potholes, I'd clutch my heart and tell my mother to drive a little more slowly because I shaking so badly. So I never really cared for coffee, which is funny because JC is all about coffee - Starbucks, Timmies, Second Cup... everything. Well, the sculpture itself was cute and quirky! So that was agreed by all of us. I wanted to buy the paintings that I snapped here, even though I know what I big no-no that is. I love these. They're so just beautiful! I'm really sorry, Artist! :3
So after all of that, we walked from Blue Banana to Kensington Market, but decided to get a bite at Minerva (Korean restaurant) in Dynasty. Now remember what I said about the Lolita Gods punishing me for my boot-wearing sin? Yeah, the heels turn out to be hell. I was in a lot of pain by then, and we still hadn't finish the shopping or walking around. So I half limped, and half walked. I was walking slower and slower, and so we decided to eat before going back to Kensington Market to look for petticoats and hats. After the meal, my feet still were in heel-hell, but we walked back and stopped by Twylite. Like I said, JC normally looks like a nice, very conservative guy, but hey, once we got him into the store, he fell in love with Punk fashion. Fast forwarding some fun "lets-get-JC-into-this-piece-of-punk-clo
store and JC strutted out in punk. So people now not only stared at the two frilly-dressed girls, but also this skull-bearing, straps-flying punk boy. We searched for cheaper petticoats, but discovered that the prices were really high - $50? Sigh.. we weren't really too keen on spending that much for a petticoat that wasn't all that fluffy.
Petticoat-less and getting tired, we then figured we'd catch the 5 o'clock Alice in Wonderland movie. We had actually planned on watching the movie all along, completely with IMAX movie viewing and a Mad Tea Party, but a lot of people backed out, it being Easter weekend and lots of assignments were approaching their due dates. So we went in search of Richmond St. where the Scotiabank Theatre was located. Streetcars are a funny thing. You sit on them, and you forget when to get off. We were distracted with talking and taking pictures (as you can see) that we forgot to get off at Queen St. But hey, see what I mean by punk? Okay so it might not be the best picture, but you get the idea. Yes, Claire's strap is down for the count. XD The dang strap just didn't want to stay up!
So we missed the stop, then went all the way to Union Station. Of course I was still being punished by the Lolita Gods so even though we took the subway all the way back to Queen St, we would SOON find out we were almost 6 blocks away from Richmond St WEST because we walked out on Queen St. EAST. And it was supposed NOT EAST!! We were supposed to be on WEST!!! Argh. Walked the wrong way for 15 mins before we found out. Normally, if I was wearing proper shoes, 6 blocks would be nothing. But now we had a time deadline since the movie started at 5 pm and it was 4:40 pm. I marched myself there - thank you Air Cadet Drill Team for your intensive training - my feet were on FIRE but we GOT there. *Great big sigh of relief*
Now I know what people think about the movie. I knew it wasn't fantastic or 
awe-inspiring, but you know, I figured that if I had low expectations, it wouldn't be that bad. Turns out, I was right. Although I did not enjoy the fact that Alice pretty much denied herself to be the Alice of Legend and then near the end, she FINALLY decided, okay whatever, I'll be the Alice of Legend... I didn't mind "Alice" all that much. What I hated was how there was a romantic element between her and the Mad Hatter. Why is it that all Mad Hatters in any Alice of Wonderland type of movie/tv-shows are automatically called Hatter? I can deal with "the Hatter", but "Hatter" is so... I'm not sure why I don't like it. And why is there suddenly this MUST to have a romantic element between Alice and the Hatter? So we filed out of the theatre, a little disappointed about the whole thing, but happy that at least we watched it. We sat for a bit, trying to think of where and what we would do next. So we took some more pictures and I had JC do some "Hatter" poses. Haha. We figured, what the heck. Claire and I tried to mimick the Red and White Queen. I kind of think the Red Queen pose is pretty easy to mimick cause all you need to do it point and frown. Claire is better at it than I am. I have no idea what I was doing. O_o... Actually, a part of our theme for our Mad Tea was that Claire would be the Red Queen and I would be the white. Though I can't stand Tim Burton's White Ditzy Queen. Can you guess who we are in our poses? ^^
Again, Claire's strap did not want to cooperate. But it's almost ironic that her strap sported a crystal heart and her pose was perfectly menacing with a hint of "off with their heads" crazy glimmer. Apparently I'm also good at pretending to be ditzy... or maybe I'm just ditzy? That would be bad. But it makes me a pretty good Tim Burton White Queen LOL. We had no idea about JC. Just figure he could pretend to be like Johnny Depp and sit as a "cool punk guy".
Pretty much called it quits afterwards. We went back to our calm suburbs and went to dinner, where I asked if my plate would contain onions and if they would kindly refrain from onions as I have allergies, blah blah blah. Turn into some major drama there where the waitress asked how seriously allergic I was, and then the floor manager came to change my order and assure me that no, today would not be the day I died of food allergies at their restaurant, and so on and so forth. Since we're all high school friends, talk turned serious, went into some past dramas that involved past friends. Ah... the past is so strange. Just like Wonderland.
For some reason, there's always some obligatory photo of Lolitas and their teacups or teatime spread. I'm not sure if the Lolita Gods decreed it but even JC, who was hardly well-versed in the ways of the Lolita rules, made us sit under an umbrella and fak--er have a glorious Tea Time that was of course, a HUGE success with our delicious teas, little cakes, scones, and clotted cream. Mmmmm... clotted cream... *drools*.. What was I talking about? Oh right, the glorious imaginary tea. *dab dab* We were SO prim and proper that we scared the locals away. As they scurried away indoors, JC snapped a photo of us and our fantastic party for two. See the deliciousness of it all? Yeah, I bet you're drooling now. Be envious. Be VERY envious. And yes, to the shock and horror of the Lolita Gods, yes, I am wearing suede-like fabric boots with my Baby JSK. BOOYAH, scream in TERROR at my horrendous mistake! Well we'll talk about the boots later as the Gods punished me in the end, but eh, I was insanely happy just to be out of the house on a day that was pretty darn gorgeous. Mandatory shot of JC under the white umbrella. Oh yes ladies, despite his quirky, not-so-sure-where-to-look photo, he IS single and full of fun. So call 1-800-I-WANT-JC now and get your own JC today! I'M KEEDING JC, don't get mad! Haha. I'll stop pimping you out. Anyways, he looks like a nice boy here, but we changed that later... XDBlue Banana is like the Artist's Paradise. It's a marketplace for things you might not find in the complacent suburbs. Of course the main point of the visit was to see if there were hats for sale and to check out Her Majesty. As I mentioned before, Claire snapped a shot of me in a Top Hat, which cost around $40, so it was a little over the top for JC. Not to mention there was a huge sign proclaiming that the hats were for women. Just didn't sit well with JC. Haha. So we went to find Her Majesty. We almost missed it. From the usual pictures, I believe that it was a corner spot, but we weren't expecting just a panel. Some cute things, though we couldn't afford any of it. It was great to actually look and handle the objects that you usually see online but don't often get the opportunity to see it in real life. So it wasn't too bad. On the way back down, we found some really gorgeous paintings and interesting cat sculptures by David Trant. Claire and JC loved the coffee-bunny sculpture holding a Timmies (Tim Hortons) Coffee which says "Happiness is in the Smell of Coffee". I don't really drink coffee unless I have an exam, assignment or work project so I don't know about happiness, but I have a friend who is so addicted to coffee that when she was trying to curb her addiction, she ended up desperately sniffing instant coffee powder to calm herself down. For me, I once took 3 tablespoons of instant coffee because I thought that it might not be enough to keep me up to continue studying for my Chemistry exam the next day. Ended up staying up all night and the next day I was completely jittery and on edge. While driving to school, every time the car hit the potholes, I'd clutch my heart and tell my mother to drive a little more slowly because I shaking so badly. So I never really cared for coffee, which is funny because JC is all about coffee - Starbucks, Timmies, Second Cup... everything. Well, the sculpture itself was cute and quirky! So that was agreed by all of us. I wanted to buy the paintings that I snapped here, even though I know what I big no-no that is. I love these. They're so just beautiful! I'm really sorry, Artist! :3So after all of that, we walked from Blue Banana to Kensington Market, but decided to get a bite at Minerva (Korean restaurant) in Dynasty. Now remember what I said about the Lolita Gods punishing me for my boot-wearing sin? Yeah, the heels turn out to be hell. I was in a lot of pain by then, and we still hadn't finish the shopping or walking around. So I half limped, and half walked. I was walking slower and slower, and so we decided to eat before going back to Kensington Market to look for petticoats and hats. After the meal, my feet still were in heel-hell, but we walked back and stopped by Twylite. Like I said, JC normally looks like a nice, very conservative guy, but hey, once we got him into the store, he fell in love with Punk fashion. Fast forwarding some fun "lets-get-JC-into-this-piece-of-punk-clo
store and JC strutted out in punk. So people now not only stared at the two frilly-dressed girls, but also this skull-bearing, straps-flying punk boy. We searched for cheaper petticoats, but discovered that the prices were really high - $50? Sigh.. we weren't really too keen on spending that much for a petticoat that wasn't all that fluffy. Petticoat-less and getting tired, we then figured we'd catch the 5 o'clock Alice in Wonderland movie. We had actually planned on watching the movie all along, completely with IMAX movie viewing and a Mad Tea Party, but a lot of people backed out, it being Easter weekend and lots of assignments were approaching their due dates. So we went in search of Richmond St. where the Scotiabank Theatre was located. Streetcars are a funny thing. You sit on them, and you forget when to get off. We were distracted with talking and taking pictures (as you can see) that we forgot to get off at Queen St. But hey, see what I mean by punk? Okay so it might not be the best picture, but you get the idea. Yes, Claire's strap is down for the count. XD The dang strap just didn't want to stay up!So we missed the stop, then went all the way to Union Station. Of course I was still being punished by the Lolita Gods so even though we took the subway all the way back to Queen St, we would SOON find out we were almost 6 blocks away from Richmond St WEST because we walked out on Queen St. EAST. And it was supposed NOT EAST!! We were supposed to be on WEST!!! Argh. Walked the wrong way for 15 mins before we found out. Normally, if I was wearing proper shoes, 6 blocks would be nothing. But now we had a time deadline since the movie started at 5 pm and it was 4:40 pm. I marched myself there - thank you Air Cadet Drill Team for your intensive training - my feet were on FIRE but we GOT there. *Great big sigh of relief*
Now I know what people think about the movie. I knew it wasn't fantastic or awe-inspiring, but you know, I figured that if I had low expectations, it wouldn't be that bad. Turns out, I was right. Although I did not enjoy the fact that Alice pretty much denied herself to be the Alice of Legend and then near the end, she FINALLY decided, okay whatever, I'll be the Alice of Legend... I didn't mind "Alice" all that much. What I hated was how there was a romantic element between her and the Mad Hatter. Why is it that all Mad Hatters in any Alice of Wonderland type of movie/tv-shows are automatically called Hatter? I can deal with "the Hatter", but "Hatter" is so... I'm not sure why I don't like it. And why is there suddenly this MUST to have a romantic element between Alice and the Hatter? So we filed out of the theatre, a little disappointed about the whole thing, but happy that at least we watched it. We sat for a bit, trying to think of where and what we would do next. So we took some more pictures and I had JC do some "Hatter" poses. Haha. We figured, what the heck. Claire and I tried to mimick the Red and White Queen. I kind of think the Red Queen pose is pretty easy to mimick cause all you need to do it point and frown. Claire is better at it than I am. I have no idea what I was doing. O_o... Actually, a part of our theme for our Mad Tea was that Claire would be the Red Queen and I would be the white. Though I can't stand Tim Burton's White Ditzy Queen. Can you guess who we are in our poses? ^^ Again, Claire's strap did not want to cooperate. But it's almost ironic that her strap sported a crystal heart and her pose was perfectly menacing with a hint of "off with their heads" crazy glimmer. Apparently I'm also good at pretending to be ditzy... or maybe I'm just ditzy? That would be bad. But it makes me a pretty good Tim Burton White Queen LOL. We had no idea about JC. Just figure he could pretend to be like Johnny Depp and sit as a "cool punk guy".
Pretty much called it quits afterwards. We went back to our calm suburbs and went to dinner, where I asked if my plate would contain onions and if they would kindly refrain from onions as I have allergies, blah blah blah. Turn into some major drama there where the waitress asked how seriously allergic I was, and then the floor manager came to change my order and assure me that no, today would not be the day I died of food allergies at their restaurant, and so on and so forth. Since we're all high school friends, talk turned serious, went into some past dramas that involved past friends. Ah... the past is so strange. Just like Wonderland.
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