Tuesday, July 20, 2004

Took the train to Inokashira Park

in Kichijoji today to play frisbee and check out the temple there. The temple was really refreshing, because it lacks the gateway of souvenir shops and isn't full of people. There wasn't a soul about while Trevor and I purified ourselves with water, dropped a coin in the offering box, banged the gong, and prayed for good fortune. There's a big pond there as well, and it was filled with various sizes of turtle, koi, and duck. Even better, the grounds are patrolled by giant mutant crows of the eyeball eating variety, so we spent a lot of time ogling them just out of eyeball's reach.

After we finished playing frisbee, Trevor and I took a breather over by a water fountain and watched a stoked kid who had caught a loach in the creek that runs through the park. He was pretty proud of himself, I think especially because there were two strange gaijin watching him the whole time.

The best fashion we saw today, courtesy of Kichijoji, Tokyo, Japan:

Male

20-ish. Tight black wifebeater, black terrycloth wristbands, black jeans with one leg bleached white. Optional accessory of tiny Japanese girlfriend tottering behind in ankle-breaker spike heels on cobblestone while programming cell phone was included.

50-ish. Spring green ponytail and bangs (real hair, I checked) and skintight denim bellbottom pants on the tiniest adult butt I've ever laid eyes upon.

30-ish. Mustard yellow Kangol cap, surfer shorts...and leather elfen shoes with the curled pointy toe.

20, maybe. El Debarge pencil moustache. Menudo haircut. Black muscle tee. OG white high top Vans. A classic.

Female

20-ish. Copper-colored superfro in pigtails. 5 earring holes of various stretch sizes up into the cartilage. Black acid-washed jeans and pink leg warmers (in July!). Brilliant.

30-ish. White Kangol cap. Chanel black and white houndstooth minidress and silver Chanel chain belt. Aviators. White spike heel sandals. White Hermes bag. It has been confirmed: yes, people really do dress like this on a hotter than hell Tuesday afternoon to shop for pickled vegetables.

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