I have terrible news to share from inner west Tokyo. This will be yet another summer of Crocs. You thought this ugly fad would have long passed, no? Recently I spotted Crocs worn by a yanki with gold lame accented sweats, as well as a rather stylish senior gentleman. The horror!
Still, I love the way this yanki is staring down my camera.
For some reason, many Japanese assume that I spend lots of time in Roppongi. I always want to remind them that I neither work for a multinational bank, nor frequent female whores. But rarely, work or a culture event forces me to confront this most “foreign friendly” neighborhood. This slutty Christmas dress epitomizes my absolute horror at being in Roppongi or in any way associated with what goes down there.