I hate cars, but I love this sexy ad!
Public nudity in winter? 9,000 men? 500 year tradition? I must attend next year. It’s officially called Saidaiji Eyo, or the Naked Festival.
Any excuse is a good reason to visit the male host club section of Kabukicho. Of course the real life hosts and want-to-be hosts are the main attractions. I like how those climbing the ranks are on the streets trying to hustle clients, host wanna-bes and anything with a heart beat.
The plentiful club ads are also something to marvel over. I love this ad for Trust and the possible false quote from Ernest Hemingway. What great advice: “The best way to find out if you can trust somebody is to trust them.” I will overlook the lack of symmetry between “somebody” and “them.” But generally I find it hard to trust young men who are exchanging booze (and maybe more) for gobs of money.
Shirtless frat boys at the University of Arkansas are lip-syncing Katy Perry. I love the post-coital ending. . . (via JoeMyGod)
Disgraced and barely repentant kabuki actor Ebizo still has some promotional activities. I found him in Ni-chome selling bottled tea at a vending machine. I love how Japanese consumer products still use famous actors and celebrities in Japanese costume in wood houses or by bamboo forests. Very nostalgic and sexy!
I had to suppress some vomit when I saw this enormous display by the conbini cash register. Free canned coffee with Lark “hybrid” cigarettes! What more do you need?!
Dear readers, what exactly is a “hybrid” cigarette?
I recently learned this odd Japanese phrase: kanban musume (看板娘), which literally means daughter and store sign. I think the modern term is “door bait.” Apparently it’s an Edo or earlier tradition for commercial establishments to place their attractive daughters outside the shop to lure customers.
This male host club uses three over-sized dogs, each with their own portable heater and blanket, to bring in the (mostly) female clients. The husband remarked that he hopes the white dog with a pink bow is male.
A nearby club is surprisingly visible from the sidewalk. Peering inside makes me feel like I am on acid.
Walking in Ginza, I looked up and saw this BVD underwear ad. Wow, that guy looks like my favorite dim-witted but adorable Japanese talent, Wentz. Oh, that is Wentz!
I love how his pale thighs are adding to the vulgarization of this once sophisticated shopping district.