I arrived in the wonderful world of bloggyness circa March 2006 via Friendster. A year later I signed my lease, gut-renovated, and moved into this space here on Blogger, where I've continued to tinker, but for the most part have been quite happy with the square footage and amenities. Although I arrived in cyberspace years after the trendsetters deemed blogging to be rather passe, per usual I arrived on my own damn time: late, but I'd like to think fashionably so.
These are all my names: Clarissa, Mayumi, Alohilani, Kaleilikokalehua, Shimose, Avery, Poe. I've also, at various points, answered to May, My, Yums, Yumi, Maybe, Miami Mice, Sweet Pea, LBJ.Lo, Peanut, and Poptart.
I am 1/2 Japanese, 3/8 various Caucasianness (Irish, English, German, Scottish, I believe), and 1/8 American Indian. My husband is 1/2 Filipino, 3/8 Hawaiian, and 1/8 Chinese. This means that when we have children someday not too far in the future, they will approximate a summit meeting of the United Nations.
I am new to Brooklyn, by way of Burlingame-Pacifica-NewYorkCity-Astoria-Bronxville-LosAngeles-Honolulu-Sacramento. And what they say is true: You can take the girl from the islands (Oahu, Manhattan) but never the islands from the girl. I live in pretty, bourgeoisie Brooklyn Heights with the best husband in the world, and we are determined to prove to our friends that while this video is alarmingly accurate, Brooklyn is not the place where married people go to die.
I like alphabetizing; aprons; babies; Bang! (the card game); blogging and reading blogs; Brooklyn Heights; brunching (always); bunnies and other fluffy-furry animals; cocktail hour; coffeecoffeecoffee; cookbooks; cooking elaborate meals with good friends; cowboy accoutrements; crème brûlée; dance movies; eggs benedict; exploring cities (esp. by getting hopelessly lost in them); filing; languages; lists; magazines; mah jongg; MFA programs; New Yorkers; organization; picnic baskets; real jewelry; sake; shiny objects; singing in the shower; Tahitian black pearls; tattoos; teapots; the written word; travelling, especially internationally to pretty cities and/or countries where they put umbrellas in your drinks while you lounge on the pristine beach sand; Wii (esp. bowling, at which I excel); wine fridges; wine tasting (Napa or otherwise); writing me some fictions; and xmas tree ornaments.
I love my husband, my rabbit Lapa (RIP), our families, and our friends who continue to spread themselves across the world, and I have a complicated but nonetheless deep affair with New York city.
I entertain the idea of having children and adore the idea that you never know where or how you’ll end up.
I dream of living in Japan, of having money and fame and being as happy and surrounded by love as I am today, and about a lot of other weird things.
I've wanted to be all of the following (see also here): a ballerina, a marine biologist, a writer, an editor, a publisher, a tambourine girl in a band, owner of an indie tea shop, hip-hop video ho, lyricist, a teacher, a weekly columnist, an advertiser, a painter, a restaurant owner, a pastry chef, a model, and a jill of all trades in service to my Uncle who oversees this business, this business, and these festivals. My life and those of my friends continually astound me and remind me that anything is possible. It's all about clearly and thoroughly visualizing exactly what you want and being willing to put in the work to get there. And being careful about what you wish for. So, don't be surprised if someday I blog about my upcoming tambourine girl gig or the delicious treats I am now making at my new job as a pastry chef-cum-model-hiphop video ho.
And, finally, thank you. YEAH, YOU. For stopping by and for spending some time out of your day with me. I welcome your comments and your return visits.
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