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Today I went shopping in Harajuku and spent too much money on crap. Again.

hi dressing room at chicago. Chicago is a vintage shop right outside of the metro.

They had cheerleading skirts for sale, amongst other normal pleated skirts.... I was dyinggg! I happened to be a cheerleader in highschool (captain of varsity squad when I was a sophmore what?! haha) Most people dont believe me. I don't see why they wouldn't. I think I'm totally cheerlead-y. Totally cheerlead-y in my own way, because the cheerleaders in my school weren't cool. We were girls like me. haha



I never really walk anywhere with intention. But today I really wanted to find the uniqlo to buy a cardigan. Wow! Way to be impossible! There was a uniqlo f'ing T SHIRT store. Where they sold tshirts. No one could tell me where the big store was. No one here speaks english here. It baffles me. Am I really that culturally self centered that I expect at least someone in a store to speak english? Japanese is impossible right now. I can pick out like 4 words; "cute" "okay" "really?!" 'no". Oh and "sorry". Not really all that useful.

So while looking for unqilo or a store that sold a cardigan for $30 that wasn't cheap looking or covered in weird english phrases that don't really mean anything, I passed a store called Hysteric Glamour. I've heard of it before. I don't know in what context but I went in. The women's store was downstairs. So I decided to fall down them. hahahaha It was all kinds of amazing. I wish I had someone there to document it. I felt like such a fucking tard. ANYWAY! They were having this thing with this artist called Niagara (?). It was very Taylor friendly. They had a little gallery upstairs where I managed to get myself there and back without humiliating myself. And I took a sneaky photo that actually came out in focus!!!


Then I went into APC underground.

I dont know why its called APC underground besides the simple fact that its technically underground, but I think it had the same shit. I dont like APC in New York all that much, I don't know why in tokyo I would feel any different. hmph. BUT I DID SEE CHRISTOPHER AKA LAGERFELD STYLIST AKA JORDAN'S BOYTOY on the WALL. I asked politely to take a photo and they obliged. Because they spoke english. Someone needs to explain why Christopher is on the wall and I didn't know about this until right now. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that he's French. Lanky. And hot.




And on my way to what Tokyo's twin to a dollar store, I turned down a random street because I saw this sign;

haha Amazing.

Then I saw this sign;

...and I got even more excited. I went in. It was tiny. But they had really old, really amazing Vivienne Westwood pieces. Most of the peices weren't for sale. Some were even in plastic bags with a polaroid of what the garment was on the outside when they really didn't want you pawing at it. I didn't take any pictures because I dont think I was allowed to. But that was a fun little pit stop. ^_^

There are lingerie shops everywhere. The underwear here is totally out of control. The bras are so overwhelmingly padded that they're more of a novelty than actually underthings. I almost bought this for sarah. But I had to stop myself. But I also might be going back to get it, because its the craziest thing I've seen yet.


HELLLLOOO! How do you wear that under anything... maybe you're not supposed to. Its a shag rug for your girlie parts. Its amazing. I should buy it. The more I look at it, the more Im obsessed with it...... hmmm.....

Now it gets kind of boring. I bought a diet coke! But it looked like this;

hehe. The bottle was aluminum or metal of whatever sort so it was all cold and delish. Its just so cute.

Came back to my apartment and found a note from a fellow model-y with a message on her compcard on my door to stop by. She lives downstairs...
I just thought it was cute that it was stuck to my door by a band aid;


So here are my goodies;
I've bought two plaid shirts since I've been here, and clear lensed way fayer shaped sunglasses. It took me to leave new york to become a new york cliche. I love it.

So. blue paid shirt 945y. Like 10$ Teal lacoste scratchy cardigan 2999yen Like $30. I realized everything I buy is grey. So today I bought blue.




I ended up looking either really bad ass or severely tragic. I'll take the former, thanks.

I had a day this week where I waited around my apartment for 5 hours waiting for my agency to figure out their shit. So I painted my nails.


smoke a lot of cigarettes


And danced around in circles;


all in front of the computer, obviously.

Now its 12.30a on sunday. I ran into a dude with my agency that invited me out, but I didn't go, obviously....

xx
tay