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I am posting from the Kyoto tourist center with telophase and homasse, because it's POURING RAIN and I sort of accidentally bought a kimono and I don't want to get it wet. And homasse is carrying a very beautiful thirty dollar FMA doujinshi (mostly Roy/Ed but to my delight, apparently also some Roy/Hughes involving Ishbal war angst.). So we are afraid to go out in the rain. Alas.
It was homasse's first time in Kyoto (!) so we hauled her off to see some beautiful traditional thing, namely, the Fushimi Inari fox shrine. On the way in, we stopped to gawk at a used kimono seller, who helpfully fanned us. (It was hideously hot.)
The woman salesperson offered to pop me into a kimono so I could see what it looked like. I assumed she meant "drape it over my shoulders," but next thing I knew, she had cinched in my waist tighter than the corset did, and about forty seconds later, I was in a kimono and obi and the man kimono seller was telling me to go stand beneath the giant orange torii so my friends could take my picture. Then I looked in the mirror. Then I had to ask how much. It was 25 dollars for kimono and obi, so, well, I bought it. Greatest sales pitch ever. They even held it for me so I didn:t have to lug it around the shrine.
We walked through tunnels of torii upon tori, seeing many fox statues, and I made several offerings of five yen coins for luck in love. But homasse got viciously attacked by ferocious mosquitoes, so we had to beat an early retreat.
Then we stuffed ourselves at a "things on skewers" restaurant, and now I must post as I have 2 minutes left.
It was homasse's first time in Kyoto (!) so we hauled her off to see some beautiful traditional thing, namely, the Fushimi Inari fox shrine. On the way in, we stopped to gawk at a used kimono seller, who helpfully fanned us. (It was hideously hot.)
The woman salesperson offered to pop me into a kimono so I could see what it looked like. I assumed she meant "drape it over my shoulders," but next thing I knew, she had cinched in my waist tighter than the corset did, and about forty seconds later, I was in a kimono and obi and the man kimono seller was telling me to go stand beneath the giant orange torii so my friends could take my picture. Then I looked in the mirror. Then I had to ask how much. It was 25 dollars for kimono and obi, so, well, I bought it. Greatest sales pitch ever. They even held it for me so I didn:t have to lug it around the shrine.
We walked through tunnels of torii upon tori, seeing many fox statues, and I made several offerings of five yen coins for luck in love. But homasse got viciously attacked by ferocious mosquitoes, so we had to beat an early retreat.
Then we stuffed ourselves at a "things on skewers" restaurant, and now I must post as I have 2 minutes left.