The End of Summer

Last week, I was still walking around in summer clothes and before I knew it the weather has taken a turn for the worse. Its still ridiculously sunny in the morning but there is definately a winter chill about. Hopefully, this would mean that the leaves will eventually change colour soon! Anyway, out comes the winter jackets and boots. Japanese women love their boots, and the country is every shoeaholic'd dream. I've been wearing my eskimo boots to death and at over two years old, they're falling to pieces but I still hold dearly on to them since they've served me well in all this time. I feel really scruffy in them, since all the shoes that the Japanese girls have on are in perfect condition, still shiny and hardly a scuff mark on them. Honestly, they have impeccable taste and always look stunning, their hair perfectly in placed and in extravagant do's. There's a really popular Japanese look at the moment, its long, really layered hair, usually coloured, and the hair is curled into large soft waves and then parted to fall on both shoulders. Layering is a big thing, girls would wear a turtle neck jumper with a dinky vest over it, and then a cardigan to top it all off. Oh, and dont forget the accessories, which include long necklaces and scarfs and a hat.

And the guys? There are some seriously sexy Japanese boys around though I can hardly talk to them with my limited Japanese, plus they all look really aloof and brooding. Very Jordan Catalono, but not just because of that, but because they're also rather fond of checked shirts. There are lots of Japanese guys who want a foreign girlfriend, that's a really big trend too, but generally these guys are not really the kind of guys I'd go for. There's a club called iD where they all go to to try and pick up foreign girls, so its the equivalent of the Lounge and comeplay in the meat market stake. Its the best club in town, with six floors of music to cater for every taste, though I make a point of avoiding the techno basement like the plague. The R n B and hip hop floors are filled with Japanese boys who think they're black, all looking like they've stepped out of an Eminen music video or something. I love people watching at places like this, its like a David Attenborough special on mating rituals.