Let's start with this one:
It's my first paycheck! Hep, before you get any ideas - it's just a slip of paper, and the money isn't in the bank account yet. What is in there, though, is the reimbursement for my 6-month train ticket. And it's been there for quite a while. And here I was bringing home-cooked meals to work because I'm dead broke (or so I believed). I didn't know if I was supposed to be annoyed or relieved. At any rate, I chose to shop.
First day of the three-day weekend (which culminates today) we went on a daytrip to Hakone. I really really like fall, but I missed the trip to Nikko, so I guess this one would have to do.
Anyways, on to the shopping. Sunday noon, Miss Nell and I met up in Kawasaki (so sorry for being extremely late, but there are no express trains in the Nambu line it's so annoying). I'll spare you the details and just show you the damage:
Let's do the shoes first. They're from Converse's 100th anniversary collection.
Now take a good hard look at this one and tell me it does not have my name written all over it. Go on, I dare you.
You have no idea what I've been through to get this pair. I discovered them on my first weekend here (my first weekend as a year-long assignee), and well, I thought it's going to be everywhere so I'll just buy it in Shibuya where chances are it's cheaper. The next day, we went to Shinjuku, and I can't find them anywhere. So we went to Shibuya, and get this - it's only available in men's sizes. WTF. Pink shoes in men's sizes only. To be fair, this is Japan, and earlier that morning I saw some dude wearing my shoes. Hmmph.
Anyways, to cut the crap short, I went back to Kawasaki only to find out that the smallest pair they had was 24.0 cm. And my size is 23.5. But I tried them on anyways and they're actually okay, so I told them I'd get it and as it turns out, it's the very last pair. But I did get a good discount so it's practically a steal.
As always, I bought stuff from Uniqlo. There's something weird about this day because the cashier was cute. And I never see cute guys in Japan. Ever. Even the one cute guy in the mothership office has lost so much weight lately he now looks scary.
And then we dropped by Muji and bought bath salts in sample sizes only. I'll get the big bottle once I decide I like em.
Oh, and I'm not done yet. When I saw this in Tokyu Hands, I nearly fainted: