when bad clothes happen to good people...

or in actuality, when japanese sizes happen to foreigners. this top looked cute until it sucked the life out of me. i would have never survived the corsets of the 1800s...i almost hyperventilated wearing this for less than 5 minutes.

recently i've been karaokeing like it's my job. i've also been busy teaching the kiddies and playing soccer with them when the mood strikes me. i promise to write more when i do something "blog-worthy." ha.