and i wonder if you know, how they live in —

Tokyo, or some leftover shots of (off my phone). I rarely take pictures of food, but this was a pretty nice restaurant. I spotted some women in Chanel tweed jackets in their Chanel tweed chairs, which was just a little snicker-worthy.

Mornings in Roppongi. No makeup — so no face. I was working on a research paper the entire time so I spent most mornings holed up in the hotel room. Honestly, Roppongi could simply have been in any other city; it’s clean, modern, and filled with bakeries and chocolatiers — and research deadlines. Grr.

Tokyo for me was no longer as crazy and exciting as it was when I was 17. It seemed more mature, more sombre, and so, so full of 味道. Goodnight, grown-up city.

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