Hi, I'm KiKi. Born in Tokyo, raised in Los Angeles, I moved back to Japan in my twenties, and now live in New York City. This blog is about finding and telling stories in: Writing, Yoga, Performances, Art, Japan, and of course, New York City. Thank you for being here!
Category Archives: New York City
How To Be Nonchalant, Honestly.
THE GENUINE AMID THE NON-GENUINE No one wants to seem like they’re trying too hard. Some people exude cool like they were born with it, putting others at ease, while others just come off as…off. As in the opposite of
How To Be Nonchalant, Honestly.
THE GENUINE AMID THE NON-GENUINE No one wants to seem like they’re trying too hard. Some people exude cool like they were born with it, putting others at ease, while others just come off as…off. As in the opposite of
The Goodbye Season
Fall’s taking my breath away. Maybe it’s the cold air and early nightfall, it’s definitely the astonishing colors on the trees. I’ve never felt such a raw and lively changing of seasons before. Having spent most of my life in
The Goodbye Season
Fall’s taking my breath away. Maybe it’s the cold air and early nightfall, it’s definitely the astonishing colors on the trees. I’ve never felt such a raw and lively changing of seasons before. Having spent most of my life in
New Column Begins!
The front desk receptionists must have wondered what we were doing there. My best friend and I were just out of college and working our first jobs. There was no way we could afford to stay in the luxurious hotel
New Column Begins!
The front desk receptionists must have wondered what we were doing there. My best friend and I were just out of college and working our first jobs. There was no way we could afford to stay in the luxurious hotel
Day 88 – Don’t Question What You’re Doing
I’ve got two more days to go (after today) on my 90-day blog challenge. How about that. That these past few months have been transformative is an understatement, though it’s impossible to pinpoint when and where the changes (miniscule on
Day 88 – Don’t Question What You’re Doing
I’ve got two more days to go (after today) on my 90-day blog challenge. How about that. That these past few months have been transformative is an understatement, though it’s impossible to pinpoint when and where the changes (miniscule on
Day 86 – A Dancer and A Writer
Speaking of my endless dance with shyness, the girl who has seen every bit of that history, from the second grade (as in elementary school) to adulthood, from Los Angeles to Japan to New York, is my best friend Jen,
Day 86 – A Dancer and A Writer
Speaking of my endless dance with shyness, the girl who has seen every bit of that history, from the second grade (as in elementary school) to adulthood, from Los Angeles to Japan to New York, is my best friend Jen,
Day 84 – Be The Soul Of That Place
Who knew it could be beautiful? Today, my plan was to spend a few decadent hours reading a book in a cafe. There are only so many times a year where we, responsibility-wielding adults, are allotted the opportunity. It was
Day 84 – Be The Soul Of That Place
Who knew it could be beautiful? Today, my plan was to spend a few decadent hours reading a book in a cafe. There are only so many times a year where we, responsibility-wielding adults, are allotted the opportunity. It was
Day 81 – Green’s So Good For The Soul
I woke up this morning, and felt like I was stepping back into my life. Pre-yoga, what was it that I did? Oh yes, I ran in the park. My bored running shoes, asleep in the closet, were suddenly front
Day 81 – Green’s So Good For The Soul
I woke up this morning, and felt like I was stepping back into my life. Pre-yoga, what was it that I did? Oh yes, I ran in the park. My bored running shoes, asleep in the closet, were suddenly front
Day 79 – Winding Down
Winding down in more ways than one. I’m talking about my teacher training, of course, which I’m one day away from completing (but first my brain must fry – writing this mini-post is my study break today). But also, I
Day 79 – Winding Down
Winding down in more ways than one. I’m talking about my teacher training, of course, which I’m one day away from completing (but first my brain must fry – writing this mini-post is my study break today). But also, I
Day 65 – Waking Up To My Body’s Truth
Party people! I haven’t had a glass of wine in weeks. Now, I don’t drink so much wine you need to worry about me, but I do love a glass. Our friends at our favorite neighborhood wine bar are surely
Day 65 – Waking Up To My Body’s Truth
Party people! I haven’t had a glass of wine in weeks. Now, I don’t drink so much wine you need to worry about me, but I do love a glass. Our friends at our favorite neighborhood wine bar are surely
Day 62 – I Dare You To Let Me Be
I took out my earphones today. From my ears, of course, as I walked home from yoga. First though, a bit of background on the love affair between my headphones and me. In a word, I’m smitten with them. I’m
Day 62 – I Dare You To Let Me Be
I took out my earphones today. From my ears, of course, as I walked home from yoga. First though, a bit of background on the love affair between my headphones and me. In a word, I’m smitten with them. I’m
