Another great thing about living in Yorkshire (and trust me, Yorkshire really is the best, even despite its weather) is the abundance of nearby Lolita comms that are perfectly accessible via train or bus. Last Saturday I made my debut at C.L.A.M., the Lolita and J-fashion comm for the North West (I believe the acronym stands for Cheshire, Liverpool and Manchester? Not sure of the “C”, to be honest :P) and joined them for a meet in Manchester.
This was also a debut for my latest acquisition in the dream dress department, Innocent World’s Revival Sweet Teddybear JSK. Since the meet was meant to be leisurely inspired by the by-then-long-gone Valentine’s Day, I thought that adding reds and hearts was enough on theme for me. The Baby bolero actually tied this look together pretty well whilst keeping me snug.
The meet had two stages: a little housewarming party with an indoors picnic at the new flat of one of the Lolitas and then the cat café. Unfortunately, when they were booking the cat café I wasn’t even sure if I’d be able to make it, so I wasn’t booked in for that. In retrospect, given the train ride home and a return to work the following day that might’ve been for the better but it’s still a shame.
However, I genuinely had a blast at the housewarming. The initial comm newbie awkwardness ended fairly quickly and I felt as comfortable as with my own comm. We had a laugh at watching vintage Bollywood clips, all of which was started by this little gem here (warning! you’re watching that at your own risk):
Almost 10 years now I was massively into Bollywood. I still like it, but won’t necessarily watch every single thing just because it was made in India. I’m a bit more selective and know what I want, yet the knowledge stayed with me and that broke the ice with our lovely host. The day ended up being strewn with various more or less funny/tacky Bollywood clips, some of which brought about absolutely tonnes of nostalgia for me! (And you bet that I’m listening to some of those right now.)
We then proceeded to play Consequences a little – and as you may remember from my last meet post, this can end up hysterically funny or disturbingly bad. Unfortunately I didn’t take any photos of the finished ones, but suffice to say that a few times perfectly innocently started sheets reached me with a magnificent singing penis or the word “dog tits” written/drawn below the fold. As I say, it’s not really British unless it’s at least a little rude. ;P
In the end it was quite sad to have to leave these beautiful, funny people, as well as Manchester itself (because whatever you might think of it, Manchester is pretty cool – especially compared to where I am) and board that train back to grey reality. But I had an absolute blast and enjoyed myself so much. Definitely will be keeping an eye out for more C.L.A.M. meets I could join!