So it turns out I've been married to a Chinese Christmas Nazi all this time, which came as a bit of a surprise. We're hosting a Christmas party - well okay, two Christmas parties - and there are Preparations to be made. You should have seen him this afternoon, cutting the turkey in half with our big cleaver while shouting "HADOUKEN!!" So I've been too busy to take outfit photos, but luckily we found these pictures from what, three months ago now, on his phone. Talk about saving them for a rainy day!
This was one of those hodgepodge outfits that come from living out of a suitcase for three weeks - but I was good, and made sure my stuff more or less co-ordinated when I packed... Like, I have never packed such a good suitcase in my life. So yeah, peachy top and belt, turquoise laces and stripes on the skirt, there are even bits of purple in my scarf to go with the shoes. It was cold though, and I regretted not wearing jeans as soon as we came out of the underground station - hah!
Out of all the areas in Tokyo - and Tokyo, to paraphrase Owen Wilson, is what you would call very, very big - Asakusa is my absolute favourite. In part that has to do with a novel I read, where the main character grew up in Asakusa, and his descriptions of the place just made me see it all so clearly in my mind's eye. But a lot of it is also down to the strange, shonky charm of the place itself. Just a couple of blocks away from the temple complex where we took these pictures, there was a fair set up in somebody's courtyard, complete with an ancient carousel that swung the chairs right over peoples' roofs. Don't believe me?
I still wonder what it would've been like to take that ride. I bet you could look right inside peoples' windows and watch them cook dinner, or catch a glimpse of what they were watching on TV! And if there was somebody you were dying to burgle who just happened to live within the circumference of that carousel - why, you'd be a fool not to pay the 2-300 yen for the ride, right?