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if the ocean can calm itself, so can you. we are both salt water mixed with air.
meditation, nayyirah waheed (via resolutewoman)
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Tokyo based producer (and one of our favorites) Sapphire Slows says she will be putting out more tracks within the year. We’ll keep our fingers crossed for a few summer releases. If you haven’t listened yet, listen to True Breath.
<a href=”http://sapphireslows.bandcamp.com/album/true-breath” data-mce-href=”http://sapphireslows.bandcamp.com/album/true-breath”>True Breath by Sapphire Slows</a>
Lunch on the job is best in Japan.
Norwegian Wood (2010) based on Haruki Murakami’s novel.
Reasons I like Japanese guys #1
They don't feel entitled to you.
Walk down any street in London and you'll be slobbered over by pretty much every man over the age of 12. Go out to a bar and men will happily intrude on your conversations with friends, make comments about your physical appearance, start up dull conversation and be offended if you don't respond by batting your eyelids.
This just doesn't happen here.
Sometimes a Japanese guy will start conversation with you at a bar. Guys may ask for your number or ask to buy you a drink. But it will never feel aggressive. You'll never have the feeling that if you walk away or say no they will come after you wanting a justification.
A Japanese man won't barge in when you're chatting with friends, or stand so close that you feel uncomfortable. And even when they are obviously flirting with you they keep their hands uninvolved. As a result the tiniest amount of physical contact with a Japanese guy (I'm talking about a split-second brush of the arm) becomes pretty much the most erotic thing ever.
The distance thing really works!
Last week I was at a birthday party talking to an incredibly handsome man. We'd been chatting for about ten minutes (at a respectful distance) when I made a terrible joke and he responded by laughing and touching my shoulder. I cannot describe how exciting this was. Think Pride and Prejudice.
English women: if you wish your dating life was more like a period drama, move to Japan.
Why I like Japanese men (to be continued...)
I spend a lot of time thinking about Japanese men and I’d like to talk about it. So I’m going to tell you all the reasons that Nihon boys are incredible and explain why I love dating in Tokyo. The list is long though, so I’m going to have to give you my reasons one by one.
Before I begin I want to add a small precursor. I’m about to talk about Japanese guys as though this is a distinct category of people you can make generalisations about. Of course it isn’t. Throughout my adult life many people (men) have given me their theories on English women. These observations are invariably offensive (“the thing with english women, is [insert insult here]”) and work by collapsing all of us into one united mass. We aren’t. Apparently 60% of English women have D cup breasts. More than half vote conservative, a large handful paint their skin orange and one in three are self-confessed shopaholics (if the dailymail is any authority on the matter). I'm an English woman and these things do not describe me one iota. Point made.
So when I talk about being attracted to Japanese men and the reasons why, I’m talking about why I’m attracted to some Japanese men. I’m talking about the Japanese men I have met during my time in Kansai and Tokyo, and the threads that I’ve found that draw them all together.
I'm also attempting to fill a gap. There is not nearly enough Japanese boy love on the internet.
So, with my excuses over, I will begin...
Yomibito Shirazu
世の中を 憂しとやさしと おもへども
飛び立ちかねつ 鳥にしあらねば
I feel that life is sorrowful and unbearable though I cannot fly away since I am not a bird
Rain in Shibuya. Where did spring go?
happy belated woman's day.
how to survive a rough day in tokyo...
1. with food: inari zushi for comfort. green tea for health. kobacha for comfort and health. oden for health and comfort (extra karashi for a slap in the face). mochi for the feeling of eating your own elbow. takoyaki because it’s the closest you’ll get to fish and chips. roppongi kebabs for complete ruination.
2. visit a sento (aoyama shimizu-yu being king). take off your clothes, boil away your woes, let interested naked ladies comment on your pink nipples vs their brown, look out the window. go home smelling fresh.
3. climb a tower. tokyo city view/roppongi hills. preferably at night. or (for total catharsis) sunset. indulge in the feeling of being a tiny ant in a massive and uncontrollable swell of people. search for tourists with sniper lenses, eavesdrop on their conversations, pretend you’re on holiday. live vicariously.
4. roll back the shoji, unfold your futon, close your eyes
okay, so while we're on the topic of good weather, look! This was yoyogi park this morning, all cheerful and optimistic. goodbye winter, keep walking.
First blossoms of the season!
A few days ago it was snowing and now this.
Tokyo you're so erratic.
TOKYO FORECAST: mostly rainy. don't forget your umbrella.
JUST A WARNING: if you do forget your umbrella you'll be the only person who has. in japan people just know when they're going to get wet.