In the last few years, sneakers upped their importance in my life and landed a slot next to almond milk and my mother.
Adidas has been stealing the spotlight lately with the Stan Smith’s, which quickly become the new cool sneaker on the block. And now, Pharrell Williams hopped on board to collab with the brand on some flashy kicks and jackets that will be in select stores tomorrow. Check it.
So, I did the move. Week #1 in the city as not-a-tourist so I can’t exactly justify my vacationing habits anymore. Except for that I’m still getting adjusted and job-hunting to supplement my internship so…yeah, that’s my excuse (or something).
…you are living under a burger or something, and your Instagram feed hasn’t exploded with the long-legged ladies strutting their lives away in NYFW, here is a lil somethin’ somethin’ you gotta see.
So…I fell in love. With a book store, naturally. T-Site in Daikanyama (I did my research, thanks to my little Tokyo bible by CITIx60), was
Disney World Barney’s on steroids. Every. Single. Freaking. Book/Magazine. On. The. Planet. x100. Just so you have an idea, the travel section of the store had its own travel agency, ya feel?
Welcome to Japan (well, Tokyo to be precise. Later on Kyoto). And please note that while the locals are extremely courteous and welcoming..not a word of English was exchanged. So first things first, lots of patience and luck. Here’s the full scoop:
1. If you can avoid Narita Airport, that would definitely work in your favor, as it is at least 75 minutes away from the city. The last thing I wanted to do after 15 hours of traveling and 12 hours of jetlag was get cozy in a two and a half hour bus ride to the hotel (you can take a train as well but we were schlepping too much). So check out Haneda Airport.
Stop #1: Tsukiji Fish Market.
True Life: I have a magazine fetish. Okay, and I kind of like to photograph them with my coffee and stuff. I’m very inspired to see all kinds of magazines emerging around town. Here are some of my new faves…
After exposing a serious meat OD on the last post…I found it completely necessary to balance out the situation and include some plant-friendly friends that I whipped up in a few min.
Sometimes i get an itch from my former carnivorous self. It ogles a burger and inner-salivates, envisions a fried egg on top, and already regrets the imaginary feast before even dreaming of the fries.
If Immaculate Infatuation says it’s a go, than you don’t need brainpower or reassurance to confirm any doubts. You just go for the #eeeeeats and triple dip your crunchy fresh, homemade chips in a stunning batch of guac and some salsas (smoked cashew? Cute breath, but yes) at Empellon Taqueria and call it a night.