[Mio will never quite understand the fact that Westerners don't get all dressed up in their best for holidays. It seems like such an integral and solid fact of life: There's a holiday or celebration? Dress in your best kimono.
She thought maybe Christmas would've been different, but alas. Mio finds herself in the beautiful kimono again on Christmas Eve, feeling overly dressed and sullen because of it.
On Christmas day she'll be wearing something more modern, courtesy of Carmen.
Unfortunately, since Christmas is celebrated differently in Japan, she didn't get presents for, well, anyone. She's got two envelopes of nicely written cards with money in them for Albert and Cooper, and some books for Reid. And that's it.
Any presents gifted to her will be met with flustered confusion--In Japan, Christmas is a romantic holiday, after all. Giving a gift to the hosts and to the man who was more-or-less her brother obviously didn't count in that regard, but still.]
Monday and on
She thought maybe Christmas would've been different, but alas. Mio finds herself in the beautiful kimono again on Christmas Eve, feeling overly dressed and sullen because of it.
On Christmas day she'll be wearing something more modern, courtesy of Carmen.
Unfortunately, since Christmas is celebrated differently in Japan, she didn't get presents for, well, anyone. She's got two envelopes of nicely written cards with money in them for Albert and Cooper, and some books for Reid. And that's it.
Any presents gifted to her will be met with flustered confusion--In Japan, Christmas is a romantic holiday, after all. Giving a gift to the hosts and to the man who was more-or-less her brother obviously didn't count in that regard, but still.]