(Thrifted Top, Forecast Jacket, Asos Pants, Vintage Boots, Alexander Wang Bag)
The other week Gen and I went out for dinner to celebrate her moving to the city. I was so happy to find we had stumbled across the Chinatown Markets which are on every Friday night till 11pm. I was excited enough to smell the delicious Chinese food along the street and see the overload of bright neon signs, but this really was so much more than what I could have hoped for. After an exploding table full of food, a sneaky waiter, two bottles of wine and a "fluffy duck", we attempted to make our way back only to find ourselves distracted and stumbling around cute little stores that looked like they were straight out of Tokyo, which seriously made me miss Japan more than I ever had before. Highlight of my night was finding the biggest Totoro plush toy I've ever come across. He's just as thick as he is wide and I really don't think these photos show how big he really is! It's so hard trying to wrap your arms around something this big that has nothing to hold on to without feeling like your violating one of the cutest things you've ever seen. So in saying that, I'm sorry Totoro, for grabbing you in places I probably shouldn't have grabbed. A little part of Japan right on our very front doorstep..