{"id":254,"date":"2010-03-06T09:52:05","date_gmt":"2010-03-06T14:52:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/moonblossom.net\/blog\/?p=254"},"modified":"2010-10-29T11:45:36","modified_gmt":"2010-10-29T15:45:36","slug":"my-first-furisode-because-being-a-girl-both-rocks-and-sucks-sometimes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/moonblossom.net\/blog\/2010\/03\/my-first-furisode-because-being-a-girl-both-rocks-and-sucks-sometimes\/","title":{"rendered":"My first furisode \u2013 because being a girl both rocks and sucks sometimes."},"content":{"rendered":"

I was already in my early twenties when I started collecting kimono, and in my mid-twenties when I became serious about it. I’d always told myself I would never buy a furisode, particularly an expensive one, because I was already borderline too old for them, and I don’t go to dressy enough events to justify one. It’s funny how things change.<\/p>\n

I’ve already mentioned Vintage Kimono<\/a> in Boulder in another entry, but that was actually not my first trip there. I go to Boulder with some frequency, as my best friend lives there. The first time I went, I insisted he take me to “this place that sells kimono”, and he was kind enough to come with me.<\/p>\n

I’d promised myself I was not going to go overboard, and asked him to help me with some restraint. I tried on a few things, put them back, found a haori I’d decided I was going to get, and thought I was done. And then I saw this:
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Until this point I hadn’t even found a furisode that interested me – most of them were too gaudy, too youthful, or too colourful. This one drew me in from the moment I saw it. The muted, dusty colours, the relatively (by furisode standards) subdued layout, the gorgeous ruffly peonies. I figured I’d just throw it over my shoulders and imagine myself in it, and be done with it.<\/p>\n

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So I carefully took it off the rack, and draped it over my shoulders. I looked at my friend. At this point I should probably explain that while he is my best friend and confidant, I am also very much in love with him. I know it’s entirely possible for a man and a woman to be just friends<\/i> but unfortunately I was not that lucky, and this is where being a girl sucks sometimes. When I posed for him while wearing it, he made this goofy half-smile and said “It looks nice on you” and my heart just melted into a pile of hormonal goo. I knew it was coming home with me, no matter that I had no place to wear it, and could barely afford it. To this day, it’s still one of my favourite pieces, both for its appearance, and because of the memories I have of purchasing it. I’ve only tried it on a few times, since dressing myself in furisode is more complicated and convoluted than it’s worth, but I vow that I will wear it out to an event or party at least once before I turn thirty. I will also wear it better than I did here – these photos were taken before I started properly binding my bust, and I know I folded the hem way too short.<\/p>\n

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