Kazzy and Decchan

Hey there. As y'all know, Kazzy got an internship with the Japanese branch of an American company, and he's been in Tokyo for the past couple of months. This was a good opportunity for me to meet his parents, and I had always wanted to return to Japan, so he made that wish come true for his first month there. Not only did he give me a significant amount of spending money for the trip, but as it turns out, I was able to stay in his apartment for no additional charge (also, shoutout to Auntie for letting me use her airline miles! All I had to pay was $50 in taxes!) Yesterday, I read a comment on Find Your Love in Japan's recent video What It's Like Dating Japanese Men for Foreign Women. HEY THERE. The sentence "[When] you live together with someone you start understanding his bad sides" made me wonder what I'd learned in my time together with Kaz. I'd had a great time with him during that month, but left feeling like I hadn't had enoug

Note: I think now is the time to say that Kaz's mother is Chinese, meaning he is technically hafu (Japanese term for someone who is half-Japanese.) H e was never bullied or treated differently because of it, as it is hard to tell he is hafu . He was raised solely by his Japanese father and grandmother. We know roughly the same amount of Mandarin (like 5 words on a good day.) Therefore, I always think of him as just Japanese. I am deeply sorry if anyone felt misled. However, these are important personal details of Kaz's life, and I do not feel like I have the right to freely make reference to them. I plan to continue to refer to him as Japanese. Yes, I could have written this blog without mentioning those facts. However, meeting Kaz's parents in two different cities and certain other details would have made little sense without informing you guys. Enjoy! *I've shared a few photos of the trip to Japan on my Instagram , and made three new vlogs on our YouTube chann

Hi guys! I just want to take a minute to share this website with you: Ta-daaaa~ Blasiandate is exactly what it sounds like: A dating site catering to helping black and Asian people meet! Anyone is able to join, of course, but the only options for ethnicity are Black, Asian, or Other. Before the change from ambwdate to Blasiandate, the site had a few more options for religion and relationship status, but the site still hits on the most important points. Making an account was easy and hit on the important questions, like what you like in others, and your ideal first date, first. This will be the information that shows up on your profile. The only information. One thing: I'm not fond of not being able to write my own comments in my profile, but this may be a good way to encourage discussion! I do find it cool that the site has a match percentage for each member based on what options you selected for your profile. Also, the interface is very user-friendly and intuitive...

I'm really sorry this post is even later than I said it would be. I wrote it and forgot to publish it. ~ * ~ I'd like to share an interesting cultural difference with you. Kaz and I were walking back from an amazing meal at the Shibuya branch of Zauo Fishing Restaurant, a restaurant where they keep live tanks of fish where as a customer, you are expected to make your own catch, and their fish is prepared any way you want it. I caught a red seabream that was both feisty and delicious. We got it done half sashimi, half fried, and since Kaz didn't want the middle of the fish (artfully presented to us on a skewer) to go to waste, he had it made into miso soup. I will share video from the experience in an upcoming vlog. I don't like this lip clamp thing. It looks like it hurts. I was supporting the fish with my other hand until it flopped and cut it. Anyway, we were about to enter Shibuya station, and Kaz spotted a 50 yen coin (roughly 45 cents) on the ground.

I'm sorry I didn't make a blog post last week. Kaz brought back a cold from Spain and shared it with me. During the time I'm in Japan, I will probably put more effort into vlogs than blogs, but I will probably still make a few posts. I have two planned that I will post today and/or tomorrow. ~Decchan

Firstly, hello if you're new to  from* Instagram! Shoutout to AMBWdate for being kind enough to share some of our pictures from the gala! This vlog didn't come out the way I intended. I wanted to include all of my packing in one vlog, and do living arrangements separately, but I'm impatient. Plus, with the multiple battles I've lost to computer hardware and software this week, I suppose I needed a little win. I originally called this AMBW Vlog #2, but it doesn't really have anything to do with AMBW, so I renamed it Japan Vlog #1. Sorry Kaz isn't in this one, he's been in Spain all week, and is currently staying with my dad in New Jersey before catching a bus back down south tomorrow. * I am trying to adjust to Japan time and, long story short, I got three hours of sleep and am making a go of it.

Nobita featured me in another of his Find Your Love in Japan videos, this time on whether Asian parents disapproved of their child's interracial relationship. Thank you again, Nobita! As I mentioned in the video, Kazzy's parents seem pretty chill about our relationship. I feel really fortunate on that front. I had heard of many heterosexual couples where the (Asian) guy tries to hide the fact that he's dating someone outside of his culture, especially if she is black. I was fully prepared for him to conceal our relationship from his parents. However, he made no special effort to hide me over what he would have done for any other girl. He just doesn't talk about it with his parents, which I understand, because neither do I. Kaz's mom found out when Kaz shared pictures of us from Thanksgiving and getting a Christmas tree on Facebook. [ S   U   S   P   I   C   I   O   U   S ] She liked the photos and sent him a, "So I see you got a girlfriend, hm?

1) Stop and think about what you're doing. Perhaps you've fallen in love with the mysterious, sexy ways of your anime husbando. Maybe you came across a picture of a super-kawaii Japanese guy on the internet and got sucked into a vortex from which you neither know how to nor want to escape. Perhaps you love J-Pop. Perhaps you love K-Pop and any guy resembling an East Asian is "close enough" — Stop. If you are specifically targeting Japanese or East Asian guys, you might be approaching or have already crossed the line of objectifying people. I'm not saying it's inherently wrong to want to date a person of a specific ethnicity, but I implore you to think of why that's what you want. Appearance? Personality? You can find traits, appearance or personality, that are attractive to you in a person from anywhere. There are at least hundreds of millions of men available on this space rock. If you meet a guy who is your type, and your only reason for not da

I'm trying something out: Augmenting a post with my meme arsenal. I don't remember where I got most of the memes, but if I do, I'll say. Just assume that if it's funny, I didn't make it. ~ * ~ Easter Sunday, Kaz came up to Virginia to meet my dad for the first time. It took a turn for the interesting, and I wish I had taken pictures. I've learned my lesson. Kaz wanted to buy some nice liquor for my dad on the way, but couldn't because none of stores were open yet. Tentatively, I snuck out before my dad woke up and hustled to the grocery store to buy some of my favorite alcoholic root beer . Hard root beer? ... Beer? I half expected there to be a prohibition on selling alcohol on Easter (shows you how much I know about buying alcohol,) but I made it back and gave it to Kaz to give to my dad. After greetings and giving him the root beer, we went to brunch at Tarrant's West , where there was a n expensive as hell  lovely and delicious Easter

This is my first attempt at making a vlog! It focuses on our day trip to my mom and stepdad's new home. ~Decchan

Not really trading, but hey, title pun. I heard about FaceApp this week and tried it out for myself. 右上： 顔で笑って、心で泣いて (Upper right: Smiling on the outside, crying on the inside ) After toying around with my own face, I went for Kaz's. Sexy Grandpa Alert. Then, I got a brilliant idea, and downloaded FaceFilm , a face blending app. Kaz's face + Male version of my face = Female version of Kaz's face + my face without makeup = Female version of Kaz's face + my face with makeup = I went ham from there, changing the sexes of the blended faces, and making them older or younger: Somebody help me. ~Decchan

I just watched a video by Lily Lee , a Korean vlogger with a Kenyan husband and two adorable, smart girls, in which her oldest daughter, Yuri, refuses to play with a Doc McStuffins doll in favor of a Sofia the First princess doll. Yuri goes on to claim she wants "to be yellow, just like Mommy." Lily brings up a very good point, that while there are some dolls that resemble her brown-skinned, curly-haired daughters, none of them are Disney princesses . And that means something. "Disney is like a dream world for little girls. They dream in Disney, and they fantasize in Disney," Lily says, while bemoaning the lack of a curly-haired, brown-skinned Disney princess. I had always believed it important for children to be exposed to dolls of many ethnicities, and especially important for children of color to have access to dolls that resemble themselves. However, until she brought this up, I had never thought of the potential specific importance of black Disney prin

Have you ever fangirled over your significant other? Because I definitely did yesterday. Kaz and I attended his school's Spring Gala. And can you blame me? He was hecka handsome. Hi. To thank him for the tickets, I bought him a bow tie from Brooks Brothers. It took him an hour to tie it after asking, "It can't be that hard, right?" He did a perfect job, though. Bein' James Bond and ish. I got my hair done by Kyle at MAC (super sweet guy; he had previously given me a free replacement for my makeup pad that came apart, so I requested him for makeup) and my makeup done by Jill at  Taji Salon  (super sweet girl; she took me early and I was done before my appointment time [I shampooed and conditioned earlier that day though, because my appointment time was cutting it close.]) Of course the only clutter in the room finds its way into the picture. Auntie (my aunt I grew up with) had to leave early, and expressed her wish to see Kaz's reac