Yes, I feel a bit Lady Di. There were three of us in our marriage. Roger, stop beguiling my husband!
At least some of them do. Now I’m feeling the spirits visiting our undeserving home.
Nothing like rushing for an early morning train, and lighting up with some inspiring if nonsensical Japanese English. This guy’s t-shirt reads, “Fly higH. We look different. But we feel the same. We have a power.” Indeed, we do!
I just learned today that each Donki carries different merchandise. The one near Kabukicho seems heavily into fetishes. I love the many female fetish outfits: school girl (many uniform types), ball gown, maid, nurse, police woman. (For those outside Japan, Donki is the abbreviation for Don Quixote, a chain of low priced merchandise packed so densely it’s hard not to imagine the imminent fire hazard of even a short visit). It’s like the poor man’s Isetan or Takashimaya for teens.
The store makes you feel filthy for just looking. And below, a men’s thong with an extremely inappropriate name that does not match the visual. WTF?
75 million views! OMG. I am in love. I feel like a teen all over again (^_-)