Yael Zarca Show

My British co-worker is wearing a pinstripe suit. I, however, am dressed like I’m ready to film an 80’s themed video podcast for working out at your desk: Pony tail, hoop earrings, light blue nails, a Flashdance shaped silver sweater over a hot-pink top, black skirt, white tights, black legwarmers. Eight year-old-me would love hanging out with 36 year-old-me right now.

I’m looking forward to a curry lunch…and tomorrow is a holiday. Don’t expect me to know which one. I have no clue.

I was thinking about splurging on a massage after work, but being sick so often last month has hurt my recent paycheck…thus my big plans are to cook and clean tonight and sleep a whole bunch tomorrow. If my apartment is clean I’ll be more able to sleep and be slothful. A clean apartment makes me feel like I’ve done my work and there is no reason to get out of bed.

It was a busy weekend. Crap weather to boot. Saturday involved some food fail. I packed a light lunch for in-between my 3 dance lessons. Then I got my hungry ass on a train into Tokyo for a 4 hour intermediate workshop with Yael Zarca. My plans for stopping to eat a big vegan lunch at Loving Hut were dashed by the fact Loving Hut is not open on Saturday…and which point I didn’t have much time for a real late lunch/early dinner and grabbed some stuff from a convini and a coffee and cookie from Tully’s.

Three hours into the workshop (modern Egyptian…challenging) my bloodsugar dove. I was suddenly claustrophobic from the crowded workshop/dizzy/ and unable to focus. I decided I needed to get dressed, get food, and get home. The organizer’s mother tried to get me to eat something with salmon because when she saw my face she realized I needed food but I had to beg off…as I am veg.

I do regret that my schedule prevented me from doing any of her other workshops.

I made it home and slept for a good 10 hours.

Then I woke up and prepped for the Yael Zarca show. Two costumes, my music, make-up, ….I met Hiromi at Matsudo around noon and we headed to the venue for run through and such.

( show talk and photos )

( Photos and talk! )

Yael Zarca Show

My British co-worker is wearing a pinstripe suit. I, however, am dressed like I’m ready to film an 80’s themed video podcast for working out at your desk: Pony tail, hoop earrings, light blue nails, a Flashdance shaped silver sweater over a hot-pink top, black skirt, white tights, black legwarmers. Eight year-old-me would love hanging out with 36 year-old-me right now.

I’m looking forward to a curry lunch…and tomorrow is a holiday. Don’t expect me to know which one. I have no clue.

I was thinking about splurging on a massage after work, but being sick so often last month has hurt my recent paycheck…thus my big plans are to cook and clean tonight and sleep a whole bunch tomorrow. If my apartment is clean I’ll be more able to sleep and be slothful. A clean apartment makes me feel like I’ve done my work and there is no reason to get out of bed.

It was a busy weekend. Crap weather to boot. Saturday involved some food fail. I packed a light lunch for in-between my 3 dance lessons. Then I got my hungry ass on a train into Tokyo for a 4 hour intermediate workshop with Yael Zarca. My plans for stopping to eat a big vegan lunch at Loving Hut were dashed by the fact Loving Hut is not open on Saturday…and which point I didn’t have much time for a real late lunch/early dinner and grabbed some stuff from a convini and a coffee and cookie from Tully’s.

Three hours into the workshop (modern Egyptian…challenging) my bloodsugar dove. I was suddenly claustrophobic from the crowded workshop/dizzy/ and unable to focus. I decided I needed to get dressed, get food, and get home. The organizer’s mother tried to get me to eat something with salmon because when she saw my face she realized I needed food but I had to beg off…as I am veg.

I do regret that my schedule prevented me from doing any of her other workshops.

I made it home and slept for a good 10 hours.

Then I woke up and prepped for the Yael Zarca show. Two costumes, my music, make-up, ….I met Hiromi at Matsudo around noon and we headed to the venue for run through and such.

( show talk and photos )

( Photos and talk! )