While traveling through the streets of Tokyo we saw some ladies and a couple of gentlemen donning traditional Japanese kimonos. I was intrigued. Were they as comfy as they looked? Luckily, our tour guide for the day had taken a year long class in order to learn how to properly fit a person for a kimono and on the day she taught us to make the most colorful sushi in her home she offered to do a special kimono fitting for both Peter and myself.
Shite kudasai hai – that’s “yes, please” in Japanese.
The process started with a layer of padding. Women in kimonos should have a cylinder shape rather than the curvy figure known to be appealing in America. I needed a little extra padding just under my breasts because our guide, Tomomi, said that I have big boobs. Yep, those are the words that came from her mouth and I will never forget it, because that has never been said to me before. By anybody. Ever.
After the padding was in place the strategic kimono fitting began. The cloth must be layered left over right (to remember say “leftover rice”), if you do it backwards you are dressing a corpse.
I can not be a corpse, there are too many things remaining unchecked on my bucket list.
After folding the fabric ‘leftover rice’, the bottom of the kimono needed to be inspected. It should be going straight down, reconfirming the cylinder shape and not bell out. Tomomi also made sure that the little exposed area on the back of my neck was perfectly straight as this section is supposed to be sexy. Who couldn’t use a little sexy? Then she checked the front to make certain I was fully covered with no wrinkles.
The obi, kimono belt, was then wrapped tightly around my upper waist which made me stand a little taller.
She expertly tied a decorative knot in the back.
I will admit that this attire was not as comfy as it looked while others were wearing it on the streets of Tokyo, but it kept me from slouching.