Attention to detail is what makes Japanese men’s fashion so sublime. I love the neon yellow iPhone case that matches the baseball cap strap and the bottom of the bill. The neck tattoo is also fetching.
In the past year, I’ve been to many anti-nuclear protests in Tokyo. In addition to more noble, collective goals of safety and truth-telling, the demos are an awesome place for anyone with even a passing interest in the police force of Japan. Yes, the police often outnumber the protesters, and their blue uniforms, safety vests, plastic bullhorns, and other accessories are very interesting to watch and photo.
In this photo, I particularly like the plastic bags protecting the caps. The serious expressions and down-turned mouths are also adorable!
I love the small details on this handsome conductor uniform: the matching orange band on the cap, the letters on the upper arm, and the stitching around the back pants pockets. I wish I had such a simple yet elegant uniform to wear.
At a large suburban festival, we saw *three* booths involving boy bands. My favorite was the one above which involved a rifle shooting game, with the boy band images as either prizes or encouragements. This older guy looks ready to teach the kids how to shoot to kill. The guy running the game was kind of an ikemen, with his fried hair piled into a glitter sequin watch cap.
Below two booths sold boy band imagery. Interestingly, in Japan, there is no equivalent girl band objects. I guess Japanese (male loving) women are just lucky in that respect. I also suspect that the imagery objectifying women is perhaps too dirty to be shown in public at a festival.
And still more. Plus there was a Korean store full of Korean bands and idols.
I just hung up my flattened carton on the clothes line. It makes me reflect on just how complex our reclycing is here. In the apartment building, we separate burnables from plastic (プラ）, paper from cardboard, plastic containers from plastic bottles, and aluminum cans from glass bottles. I still have trouble remembering that for soda bottles you must take off the label and the cap so that the main container goes with “pet” bottles, and the label and cap with plastics.
To recycle milk and juice cartons, we rinse the container, slice it open and hang it on the clothes-line. The apartment building doesn’t have a separate recycling area for this, so we walk it over to the supermarket about 25 yards from the front door. The only other thing missing from Nakano recycling is compost. (Suginami has that!).
I probably should have cut the juice carton with scissors. This is one neat and frugal city m(_ _)m