I vote for Team Delinquent. Now that the film has been developed, there will be many days of male yankii glory. So much pomp, excitement, make-up, skin color innovation, and camaraderie.
Of the many cliques celebrating their 20th years of life, including the wanna-be hosts, wanna-be salarymen, and yankii ladies, it’s the delinquent boys who seem so welcoming to this teetotaling, foreign pervert. I heard a few ladies snickering in jealousy, but I focused instead on male beauty, pride, and friendship.
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One foreigner is a hair collector. The other foreigner allowed this micro-violence. At the State Guesthouse, special open garden day. The two ladies in the background are supposed to be providing security.
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Occasionally, I feel bad knowing how interested some of my readers are in Tokyo ladies, and how little I offer these readers. At this Nakano festivity, I was mesmerized by the psychedelic swirl of these dancing seniors.
Why are ladies attracted to bad boys? I have *no* idea.
“A woman should always have fair skin,” one mask-wearing bather explained. This made in China fashion puts Tokyo ladies and their giant visors and elbow sleeves to shame.
Ridunkulous! These orthodox Jewish ladies are not only in the upper decks of New Jersey’s MetLife stadium, but behind special rows and rows of curtain. So that their visibility doesn’t drive the menfolk INSANE. 90,000 peeps participated in this Talmud study. Ladies, it’s never too late to run!
It’s true that this blog rarely looks closely at ladies, particularly those under 50. But randomly meeting these ladies, and all of us receiving matching rakes was fun.
Role models? Joan Rivers, Cindy Adams, Judge Judy, and their “wonderful driver Cecil.”
This looks fantastic. Meryl Streep is amazing.
Recently, a young gay guy asks me if I live alone. “No, I live with my husband,” I replied. His English seems fluent, and certainly better than my Japanese.
“So you’re bisexual,” was his response. There was some confusion, as if he wanted me to confirm this deduction. I was confused, and he kept asking the same strange question about being bisexual and whether “she” knows. What is it about having a husband that makes me bisexual? I finally corrected him in Japanese by re-affirming the husband’s male gender.
Maybe “husband” is not widely used here in Japan? I’m not even using the term as a claim about traditional legal rights. After so many years together and being middle-aged, “boyfriend” seems inappropriate and “partner” insufficient.
This story will provide laughs for weeks. So, you’ve been bisexual ever since you married your husband? Think of all the (biological) ladies I could be romancing. Ah, Japan, use your imagination!