After his business went bang at the end of the bubble, this fella has become what countless millions of other Japanese men are — a salaryman. But, while he now takes orders and dons the de rigueur suit and tie, the glasses betray the far more free-spirited person within.
Rainy season seems to have finally wrung itself dry, so from now on it’s only going to getting hotter, and the sun a whole lot harsher. A time of year that needless to say is very much suited to light, loose-fitting clothing. But, while the standard issue of shorts and a t-shirt are comfortable, they aren’t nearly as attractive as more traditional summer attire.
Tokyo is often a mesmerising mishmash of contrasts, and in many respects the man below is the complete embodiment of that. Plus he totally and utterly blows away the popular notion of Japanese conformity.
Tokyo has a wonderful habit of throwing up surprises, an aspect that makes the city even more of a joy to walk around. And the scene below was one such instance. As men clad in silver suits sporting fluffy adornments are not, at least in my neighbourhood, commonly found by loading bays. Or at all for that matter.