Asian airlines always better!
So after meeting my 2 older brothers who flew in from the east coast to Chicago, we all board the same American Airlines flight to Tokyo to meet up with our dad. And just as we suspected, Asian Airlines are always 100% better than their American counterparts... their staff are petite, sweet, very clean, subservient, easy on the eyes and elegant in their every move. Our airline was like being in a 24-hour diner complete with rude queens, bus-size buttocks and a 3rd class attitude. I mean for paying the $4000+ for Business Class, can you at least elevate your act some?
My dad meets us at the Tokyo airport after his flight from the Philippines and we head over to our very beautiful Grand Hyatt Hotel in the luxurious Riponggi District (think Rodeo Drive, Mighigan Avenue.) My room is a mini-apartment, and I want to run around and play with all the treats and goodies this room has to offer... the enormous white sunken bed, the shower the size of my bathroom at home, the hot tub, the toilet with 8 different ways to wash your butt... what glory! In fact even the public bathrooms are super clean, all with heated toilet seats and different wash options.
The Harajuku and Shibuya areas definitely do not disappoint, the way these girls dress is OUT OF THIS WORLD... like straight up fantasy land! (Ganguros, cosplayers, Lolitas, Gothic-Lolitas, I can't keep up with all the different categories.) And I notice too that for those with the fake light-colored hair (and they are 1 out of 2 girls walking around) they all seem to come from the same dye bottle... this cheapy brown-blonde look. All have super long hair, tons of eye makeup, thus emitting a half-whore-half-child look. Artificiality is the key. Colonial mentality is basking in its glory with the younger generation, it's like they're afraid to look Japanese. If you have a fetish for women dressed up literally as dolls, then this is the place to be. It's very entertaining to watch, although at some point it can be suffocating imagining what lengths they go to everyday just to pull off this highly synthetic look. No thanks!
I am having a grand old time shopping. Everything is so expensive, but the different currency diffuses the prices. I love going shopping with my dad, because not only is he infinitely patient but while I'm cleaning out the stores he is busy staring at the clerks. Yeah!
So after meeting my 2 older brothers who flew in from the east coast to Chicago, we all board the same American Airlines flight to Tokyo to meet up with our dad. And just as we suspected, Asian Airlines are always 100% better than their American counterparts... their staff are petite, sweet, very clean, subservient, easy on the eyes and elegant in their every move. Our airline was like being in a 24-hour diner complete with rude queens, bus-size buttocks and a 3rd class attitude. I mean for paying the $4000+ for Business Class, can you at least elevate your act some?
Tokyo
My dad meets us at the Tokyo airport after his flight from the Philippines and we head over to our very beautiful Grand Hyatt Hotel in the luxurious Riponggi District (think Rodeo Drive, Mighigan Avenue.) My room is a mini-apartment, and I want to run around and play with all the treats and goodies this room has to offer... the enormous white sunken bed, the shower the size of my bathroom at home, the hot tub, the toilet with 8 different ways to wash your butt... what glory! In fact even the public bathrooms are super clean, all with heated toilet seats and different wash options.
The Shibuya District.
We shop, eat, shop, eat some more, then eat some more. The guys are fixated on the ritual of eating. I'm not, I'd rather run around and buy more shit. Everyone is so kind, so polite. The language barrier is serious, and even ordering at a restaurant is a total challenge. The bills between 4 people have ranged everywhere from a $500 dinner to a $300 lunch.
My morning: room service coffee and Charlie Brown.
These Girls...
The Harajuku and Shibuya areas definitely do not disappoint, the way these girls dress is OUT OF THIS WORLD... like straight up fantasy land! (Ganguros, cosplayers, Lolitas, Gothic-Lolitas, I can't keep up with all the different categories.) And I notice too that for those with the fake light-colored hair (and they are 1 out of 2 girls walking around) they all seem to come from the same dye bottle... this cheapy brown-blonde look. All have super long hair, tons of eye makeup, thus emitting a half-whore-half-child look. Artificiality is the key. Colonial mentality is basking in its glory with the younger generation, it's like they're afraid to look Japanese. If you have a fetish for women dressed up literally as dolls, then this is the place to be. It's very entertaining to watch, although at some point it can be suffocating imagining what lengths they go to everyday just to pull off this highly synthetic look. No thanks!
Buy it!
I am having a grand old time shopping. Everything is so expensive, but the different currency diffuses the prices. I love going shopping with my dad, because not only is he infinitely patient but while I'm cleaning out the stores he is busy staring at the clerks. Yeah!
A shopgirl ringing up a red dress I picked out, those are my dad's hands paying for it :)
One of the costumes in the anime/sex department... I don't even want to guess...
This is just one row from a WHOLE FLOOR dedicated to just maid/schoolgirl outfits. And not sexy ones, but realistic big-girl baggy blousey dresses in all shapes/sizes/colors.
:: posted dec 17 by czarina mirani in blog
