I used to be a dreamer. I used to wish for big things to happen in my life. I wanna go to this place, I wanna have this when I’m something years old, I wanna settle with that good looking guy and make him drool over me for the rest of his life and all the blah blah blah. I had all this hungry passion of doing everything I can to reach my dreams. I was unstoppable! But somehow, in the middle of the journey, I became more realistic and started to be contented with whatever life throws on me. I don’t know what happened. Maybe it’s because I’m in a place and current situation where I’m totally fine with everything and just can’t ask for more. And suddenly, all of those dreams just drowned into the ocean of memories, slowly sinking and getting smaller in sight. Not that I’m saying that those dreams are now dead. They are still in the depths of my conscious and subconscious mind but I’m more focused on living my life at the present. Carpe diem!
If you’re a non-Japanese person and a Japanese fashion lover, it’s so hard not to know TokyoFashion.com. It’s probably the most popular and the most influential street style blog there is even before the boom of the fashion blogs. During my early days in Japan, I’ve always wished to see my face and my look in their site. “Maybe one day, I’ll feel very legit about being a Tokyo fashion lover becaused TokyoFashion found me stylish enough to be in their site.” It took some time before things went in to place. First they followed me on Twitter. That’s already a big deal for some small blogger like me to get noticed by someone bigger like them. Then I noticed that I always get referral views from their site and realized that they put me in their blog roll. What on earth did I do to be deserving of that? Am I as interesting as Harajuku princess Hirari Ikeda who I share the same spot in their blog roll? I don’t think so but that doesn’t mean I’m not grateful or whatsoever. I was already contented with that actually but deep in my heart, I know I still want my look to be featured there. Then, this happened.
Christian Dada spiked t-shirt, Marc by Marc Jacobs oversized hoodie, UPSTAIRS Shibuya trousers, Nike shoes, Prada bag and OS Accessories cap (Click HERE to go directly to TokyoFashion.com’s site for more photos and info about this look)
It was a sunny Sunday afternoon in Harajuku when the team and I decided to finally meet after years of anonymously following each other in Twitter. At last, I finally put faces in my head whenever I think of TokyoFashion.com. Gone are those days when I’d always wonder how they look like. They took my snaps and have small chitchats to get to know each other in person till I decided to leave coz I had an appointment to the hair salon. Weeks after, one morning, I was awakened with a bunch of social media notifications, telling me that I got snapped by Japan’s leading fashion street snap website in English. Heaven knows how I felt elated when I saw myself in their Instagram feed with these thousands of “likes” from fans all over the world. At last, a dream finally came true.
I know I’m a vain person. I’m honest about the fact that it still puts a smile on my face whenever someone compliments how sickening I look or whenever I inspire someone to dress better. But honestly, this story is not all about the praises I could get from seeing myself in TokyoFashion.com. It’s more about rediscovering that dreams do come true and it’s never too late to make greater dreams and to fulfill them while we all have the chance. We are not born in this world just to merely survive but to put essence to that survival process or, in other and better words, truly exist. Dreams fuel that passion to have a full life and we are given each day to unfold one and make another one, may it be bigger or smaller. They say dreams are only made by fools but isn’t it better to live in a world of happy foolish people than to be surrounded by sad and dried up zombies who just want brains for dinner? I don’t know really know what I just said in the previous sentence but I’m sure you pretty get the whole point here.
To end this, let me tell you an anecdote about me and my best friend Zowie who I asked to compare the ME in Manila seven years ago and the ME now in Tokyo. She told me “You used to dream bigger. And that made you glow more.” That comment made a tear drop from my eye. I guess I need to fuel my life some more. Dream bigger and eventually do something to make them happen.
photo by TokyoFashion.com