Easily Distracted

So the one day I just happen to wear Lolita to "work" (I'm reluctant to call it that seeing as it's only a couple of hours a week), I get a room full of Japanese students. Oh how I tried to conceal my weeaboo. Then one girl was talking about how she worked at Marui One in Shinjuku and started commenting on my hide keychain and... I think I gushed >_> Hillariously one of the other English-conversation-type-people also had a case of yellow fever and correctly identified my ruffles and laughed about hentai. It was freakin' sweet.

Hm. There appears to be a tiny young bull nesting in my clothes basket.



I don't have the heart to move her ;_;