Tokyo Freeze 2008

While cruising the streets of Harajuku Sunday afternoon, hoops in tow, looking for a nice veggie meal to sate our bottomless appetites, Superhooper Deanne and I serendipitously caught up with the organizers of Tokyo Freeze 2008. This event is one part street art, one part improv and one part theater inspired by this

The Grand Central Freeze in New York.


This is the Tokyo version.

A Sketchy Earth Day

What a weekend!
It really is all a blur and so are the pictures but well worth the dizzying effort. If you couldn't make it to the Dr. Sketchy 1st Birthday party at Velours you missed one truly unforgettable spectacle. The Anniversary celebration marked the launch of the new Dr. Sketchy's Tokyo logo and fashion extravaganza for trendy-chic t-shirt designer Chief & Mischief. Super Hooper Deanne of TokyoMade kicked off the evening with a stellar hoop performance that set the mood just right.

Her hypnotic hips and LED hoop were certain crowd pleasers that kept everyone drooling for more. Then Stacy, the Voguing High Priestess of Velouria mesmerized the crowd with sensational cape tricks.

And rounding off the evening with a truly scandalous strip tease was Bex, the Costuming Temptress of the Night. So sizzling was her performance that we nearly were escorted out stage left for over-exposure!!!


More pics here.
Many more curious Sketchers were added to the Dr. Sketchy fold and the buzz surrounding Chief & Mischief, reached new heights as models and promoters alike sported the new Spring line down the catwalk at the ultra glamorous after hours lounge, Velours.

Sunday I was off to save the World, through hooping of course!
Super Hooper, Deanne organized a lovely day of Hoops and Mother Nature. One only needed to get to her, a challenge that was met with many colorful distractions. The first of which was the stupifying 20 minute traffic jam at the Harajuku turnstile but once I made it out and swiveled my hips in the direction of Yoyogi Park; I bumped into two revelers from the night before taking in the usual Sunday parade of Goth Lolitas loitering on the boulevard for all the shutter happy tourists.
Picking up speed we made our way passed all the foot weary dancing Elvi and onto the Green where the Hooping Fairy godmother awaited us with open hoops and a heartwarming smile. The rest of the day is a story the pictures tell better than I.

Enjoy.

BFFs

I could lie and say that I haven't had anything to write about these past ten days (even though they've been action packed). I could say that I've been far too busy to even think about blogging (although I think about it everyday). I could say that there was some unyielding emergency that kept me from my online persona but it all just rings empty and false.
I was simply unglamorously unmotivated.
Which is to say I didn't feel like.
I didn't give a good hmm hmm.
And Leilachan from January 2008 would have felt very guilty about 10 days of blog silence. She would have felt irresponsible and a touch neglectful but that feeling hits us all doesn't it?
The "I don't give a...about that," feeling.
The "You can all just...hmm" syndrome, the "yadda yadda yadda...who cares" attitude.
So this Leilachan of April '08 just pretends to forgive herself as she goes on one more self-justifying diatribe about how nothing matters and nobody gives a rats...HELLO, about anything and she goes to work and sits at her desk in her little cubicle and mindlessly goes about her utterly mindless job when she gets a text message from her best friend out of the clear blue that reads,

"When u think about it we really r soul sisters. Just check out how similar our paths r and how our parallel has only strengthened over time. I love u."

And I KNOW she does. In that moment I literally feel her presence at work, just thinking about her and she's absolutely right!
We ARE soul sisters because who else could have known what to do, what to say to me in that precise moment??

And it was just what the doctor ordered because a cloud literally lifted and I finished my shift as genki as ever and on the commute home, visions of my fabulous friends swam round my head and I was reminded by each memory of how charmed my life truly is.
Perhaps I needed a blogger break and didn't know it,
but it wasn't because nobody cares.


Thanks Deanne.