The empty police wheelchair, vast expanse of pavement, the many varieties of unnecessary police trucks in the background. Somehow this image captures the grandeur and emptiness of opening the Imperial Palace to the public two days per year.
We discovered these boys rolling around the street in Shibuya with a light saber suggestively posed, crotch adjacent. I love the “call me baby” hand signal, suggesting he’s busy but open to new friends too. I cannot recommend highly enough an early morning visit to Shibuya on the weekend.
I was surprised to discover recently that Pipo kun, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police mascot, comes in many generations. Normally he’s the youthful character with open mouth and clothed only in a belt and shoulder strap (center image). But as I discovered on a rare visit to Roppongi in the evening hours, he can also be seen as a baby with a bottle, a girl, a housewife, a salaryman, grandma and grandpa with a cane. I am not sure how much protection all these characters offer, but I guess they are cute.
I have no idea what makes this underwear how-to display newsworthy, but it appeared on the Asahi newspaper (thanks, hubb, for sending this in). Is there some technical breakthrough that entices suited men to open the fly for you? I particularly like the “helper’s” fancy cuff: an upscale salaryman look.
The Jeans Mate near our apartment is open 24 hours, despite the fact that this is a residential neighborhood. It seems to prompt them to do all sorts of desperate stuff. Last night, raining already and with a typhoon on the way, they had a banner proclaiming, Happy Lady’s Day, 10% off.
Has anyone heard of Lady’s Day? I’ve heard of Lady’s Night at bars. It smacks of desperate retailing. What do you think?