The biggest meet our tiny community has ever had!

I’ve been one of the admins for my local lolita community for quite a while now and I’m really glad that our tiny community is finally picking up some steam! We have about 60 members in total and this Wednesday a record number of us managed to make it out for a meet. In a way, this was great news, in a way it was also terrible because we didn’t really make a plan for the meet!

In an ideal world I like to have a plan and go through with it, but we decided to just have a casual meet and sort of wing it so of course like 13 people turned up when usually we have about 6. We must have looked so terribly disorganised but it was really fun to meet people and hang out nonetheless.

The first place we went to was Richmond Tea Rooms in Manchester. Our community has been on meets here before now but I always seem to miss them so I was really happy to go! The tea rooms are really beautiful and definitely a great place for a lolita meet. The general theme is Alice in Wonderland; the front room is a really ornate red and black harlequin pattern and the back room a lovely spring green floral garden theme. It was tricky to get a good photo because I was sat in a funny corner but I got some really cute candid photos so hopefully you can see the atmosphere. The hallways between the two rooms had large tangled branches covering the ceiling with clocks hanging from them. On the walls there were large “drink me!” and “eat me!” signs. I would definitely love to go again and take some more photographs.

I think the photo above is so pretty! You get the atmosphere of the room and Fay’s face looks so lovely and elegant, it’s almost like being transported back in time. Initially there was about 8 of us but then suddenly quite a few more people turned up and we had a huge meet! I was really surprised that so many people came because there was only about 4 people listed as attending on the Facebook page.

Since there were so many new people that we decided it would be fun to go and play some “get-to-know-you” team building type games. It was a choice between Ziferblat and Nexus and we decided to go to Nexus just because we knew they wouldn’t mind having us. We played a game where you have to write three facts about yourself, two true and one false, and the rest of the group has to guess which fact is true and which is false. Here are my three facts:
1. My favourite food is lasagne (even though I’m gluten intolerant and not supposed to eat it)
2. I have a GIANT collection of beanie babies that I can’t bear to get rid of because they are too cute.
3. I once at 97 penny sweet bubblegums in a row
Have a guess which one is the lie!
A few people had to leave, so we were down to 8 again after a few hours of playing the three facts game and charades at Nexus. We thought it might be fun to go to a photo booth and take some cute pictures so we went to Fred Aldous, because they have some booths, but we quickly realised that we weren’t going to fit in there…. so we just took normal pictures. 
Georgia was wearing Dream Marine and it looked so pretty! It has some kind of tinsel flocking in little dots all over it and the back panel has a really small, sheer heart on the back panel by the zip which are gorgeous little details that you really don’t get to see in the stock pictures. I really should have taken some detailed shots so you could all see just how pretty this dress is in real life!

I am often pretty glad to be behind the camera lens for sure, especially when I get photos like this from in front of it. I look like I’m about to snatch someone’s wig off! Most embarrassing behaviour… Consider this one a bonus photo! Georgia had the really cute idea to hold up the letters C.L.A.M which is the abbreviation we use for our community to represent all the north west counties of England. A lot of people laughed at it at first, but I didn’t really mind because I could see the humour. Also my petti looks really deflated in this picture for some reason, but I promise it’s not!

Overall it was a really fun day of getting to know lots of new people! It’s funny because when you’re younger it seems scary to meet new people and socialise, I just hope as an admin for the community I can make people feel welcome when coming to their first meets.

P.S The lie was number 2, I don’t have a huge collection of beanie babies.


Thoughtful Thursday Links

I started writing a post today about how we can all be better friends to each other the days while times are hard. Then someone who follows me on tumblr asked me about the humans series which has just finished on channel 4 at the moment and I wrote a huge response that got me thinking about bigger stuff on a wider scale again.

Here’s some food for thought for the week in the form of a linklist:

Does Ethical Shopping Exist? Kind of but not really; now how are you going to be holier-than-thou about your purchases?

http://highline.huffingtonpost.com/articles/en/the-myth-of-the-ethical-shopper/

Thinking about feminism and race in Humans made me think about it a bit more in general. For a while I was really interested in riot grrl and read a lot about it but something about it didn’t really appeal to me? There felt like there was something missing.

https://broadly.vice.com/en_us/article/alternatives-to-alternatives-the-black-grrrls-riot-ignored?utm_source=idfbuk

If you’re interested in my basic thoughts on Channel 4’s Humans then there I am discussing it over on my tumblr!

http://oldtrainers.tumblr.com/post/126009655978/you-took-the-words-right-outta-my-mouth-had-to

Please feel free to come and chat to me.

Also – I still want peoples 1997 Mizz mag embarrassing stories. Please email them to me and maybe I’ll make a tumblr or a webspace or something to illustrate and share them.

I also suddenly want to know everything I can possibly know about Marie Kondo.

More tales from 1997 MIZZ

One of these days I will take actual outfit photos. Saturday was not that day.
Dress and boots: Dr Martens (the dress is on sale go buy it!)
Belt: Warehouse
Jacket: Superdry (bought 7 years ago)
Before we begin today’s tale of misfortunes past can we just all take note that I looked like a grumpy little biker chick on Saturday and I loved it. There was drizzle on and off I was just putting my jacket over my head to protect from it and wearing it over my shoulders the rest of the time. It seems like this isn’t something that everyone does because I only saw one other person wearing their jacket like this all day. We locked eyes and smiled at each other. She pointed right at me and said “I like it” with a wry smile. We both knew. Style darling, you’ve got it or you don’t. Her outfit was actually really lovely; she had a really nice light coloured spaghetti strap top tucked into a wide skirt that hit just below her knees and a really classy pair of stilettos. She had her modern/50s look down, girl was stylish.

Now, for today’s tale of teenage woe! I was in year 6 when this one happened, so I will have been 10 or 11. I don’t know if this is the case in other countries, but here in England when you’re in primary school (5-11 years old) you have a winter uniform and a summer uniform. The winter uniform can be a polo shirt and bottoms or maybe a shirt, blazer and bottoms but the summer uniform for girls was a gingham dress and white socks. 
So, it’s summer, and my teacher miss Evans goes to me “Nadina can you hold the other side of these posters while I staple them to the wall.” The posters are on a wall which has a worktop in front of it, so I’m leaning over the worktop to hold the sides of these posters straight. Little bit higher, she says, littler bit higher so it’s straight. You see in year 5 I had a growth spurt, so I was about the same size in clothes just taller, and my parents were like “we’re not buying you a new dress for one year if this one still fits” which is fair enough. But as I’m leaning more to keep these posters straight, the room is going quieter and quieter and I don’t realise what’s happening until I sit back down and a guy in my class goes “nice ass, should be in playboy.” It dawns on me at this point that everyone in my class has just seen my underwear. I don’t remember particularly giving a shit, but I do remember going red. I WANTED THE GROUND TO SWALLOW ME UP!
Also, who knows what Playboy is when they’re 11?
If you have a stupid MIZZ story, you should totally email it to me! I’d love to collate them and illustrate them into some kind of project. Just put the subject of the email as something like MIZZ stories, or comment with them below.