I live in Japan. I have a job that involves spending a lot of time with young Japanese women (no, I'm not an English teacher), but right now I'm on extended sick leave. There are days I never leave the house, but most days I have some reason to go out, and every time I do I see girls and women who make me glad I was born. :full: And I always think, "If only I had a camera built into my eye so I could capture all these women forever." Because no matter what kind of beauty I see, I forget her face within twenty minutes (usually because I see several other attractive women in the interim :evillaugh. The upside is that once in a while I see the same woman again, sometimes months later, and the pleasure of seeing her again is a fresh as the first time. :goodboy:
The frustrating thing is that I have no one to talk with about these little daily pleasures. :silence: My best friend is a (Japanese) lesbian, and we used to talk about this stuff almost everyday. :full: That was fun. But since I got a girlfriend and she moved in, I hardly ever see my buddy, and today she moved to a distant corner of Japan. We had a tearful farewell. :nooo: I love my girlfriend, but she's pretty jealous, and I have discovered that she does not want to hear me saying nice things about any other woman's looks. Period. (But she doesn't mind raving to me about how hot Josh Holloway is. :dunno The only close male friend I have lives in the States. So I have to keep all these thoughts to myself.
So I made this thread. :lols:
Anyone who's interested can read and comment on my daily encounters with the female half of the Japanese population. :bingo:
I have really broad tastes in women. Tall, short, thin, pudgy, plain, chic, cute, beautiful, boyish, feminine... The kinds I don't care for include: women who have forgotten that they are sexual beings and have let themselves turn into frumpy, sexless blobs; girls who dress like whores (I just think about what sad, lonely people they are); and ultrafeminine types who act like bitches when no men are around, but turn into smiling, fawning Barbie dolls when a man appears.
I have a thing for otaku-ish girls who are rather quiet, intelligent, and who dress in a way that is subdued but tasteful. If they wear glasses, that's icing on the cake. :goodboy:
There's one young woman who fits this description, and whom I have been tempted to pounce on. She has a crush on me, and once came this close to telling me directly:
K-san: IDIW sensei...
Me: Yes?
K-san: I...
Me: Yes?
K-san: I...
Me: ...?
K-san: Nevermind. It's nothing.
Me: ! ...Okay...
She has long hair, is tallish and slim, and though she never wears makeup (She probably doesn't know how to!) she has a lovely, intelligent face. :beautiful:
But today I want to talk about the girl at the supermarket register. Well, the girl who used to work the supermarket register. What a doll. She is this same type. I'm sure she's an otaku. And though I always thought she looked very young, I was shocked when I learned (very recently) she was a high-school student. She's petit, thin, but physically almost perfect. Her only "flaws" are her slightly protruding front teeth, which give her a rabbit-like look, and her smallish eyes. But these "flaws" just add to her charm. She has a beautifully sculpted nose and cheekbones, a perfect, small mouth, and lovely slender hands. But the best part is the nape of her neck, what they call unaji in Japanese. I could write a book about her unaji. I'm tempted to give her the Unaji of the Century Award. She has longish hair, which she always has pulled up in a ponytail when she works, offering a wonderful view of the most exquisite nape ever produced by Nature. :beautiful:
Whenever she was working, I would nonchalantly get in her line, even if another register was open. I would always smile and say konnichiwa or konbanwa as I handed her my point card, and she would give me the most adorable smile. A turning point came when I ran into her at the movie theater. (I was with my then-girlfriend, but my girlfriend was in the bathroom and I was waiting in the lobby.) The girl--Let's call her Y-san--was with a girlfriend, and it was the first time I had ever seen her wearing regular street clothes. I of course recognized her, and she recognized me and we smiled and exchanged hellos. (I'm sure that seconds later her girlfriend asked her, "Who was that!?!?") So the next time I saw her at the supermarket, I casually said, "What movie did you go to see the other day?" After that, we would occasionally chat a little as she rang up my groceries. Then I ran into her again near the theater, and again talked with her the next time I saw her at the supermarket. She had gone to see Harry Potter that day, and I had gone to see Ratatouille (with my new girlfriend :evillaugh.
I always bring my own shopping bag to the supermarket, and although customers usually have to bag their own groceries, she always bagged mine for me, even if there was a long line of customers behind me. :full:
But then one day, a few months ago, she quit her job at the supermarket. I had thought maybe she was a college student (she only worked in the evenings), and wondered if she had graduated and left the city. :giveup: But then, a month or so ago, I saw her again! She was riding a bicycle and riding with a girlfriend. When she saw me, she gave me a big smile and nodded, and I smiled and nodded back. In a split second, several things flew through my mind:
1) It's her! She's still around! :relief:
2) Her hair is down! I can't see her beautiful nape, but she's beautiful with her hair down, too! :inlove:
3) She looks so cute in her school uniform! :beautiful:
4) ....
5) School uniform...? :coldsweat:
6) She's still in high school!?!?!?!?!?!? :dies2:
7) :runintears:
Since I had been raving to my lesbian friend about this girl for two years (seriously), I thought, "OMG, I have to tell ____ about this." But I hadn't been spending much time with my lesbian friend, so I never found a chance to tell her.
And now she's moved away to _____!! :abandoned:
If only I had a camera eye, I could show you all pictures of the lovely young Y-san and her award-winning unaji. :sigh:
Next time I'll rave about some other real-life Japanese beauty.
Even if no one wants to read about it. :evillaugh:
The frustrating thing is that I have no one to talk with about these little daily pleasures. :silence: My best friend is a (Japanese) lesbian, and we used to talk about this stuff almost everyday. :full: That was fun. But since I got a girlfriend and she moved in, I hardly ever see my buddy, and today she moved to a distant corner of Japan. We had a tearful farewell. :nooo: I love my girlfriend, but she's pretty jealous, and I have discovered that she does not want to hear me saying nice things about any other woman's looks. Period. (But she doesn't mind raving to me about how hot Josh Holloway is. :dunno The only close male friend I have lives in the States. So I have to keep all these thoughts to myself.
So I made this thread. :lols:
Anyone who's interested can read and comment on my daily encounters with the female half of the Japanese population. :bingo:
I have really broad tastes in women. Tall, short, thin, pudgy, plain, chic, cute, beautiful, boyish, feminine... The kinds I don't care for include: women who have forgotten that they are sexual beings and have let themselves turn into frumpy, sexless blobs; girls who dress like whores (I just think about what sad, lonely people they are); and ultrafeminine types who act like bitches when no men are around, but turn into smiling, fawning Barbie dolls when a man appears.
I have a thing for otaku-ish girls who are rather quiet, intelligent, and who dress in a way that is subdued but tasteful. If they wear glasses, that's icing on the cake. :goodboy:
There's one young woman who fits this description, and whom I have been tempted to pounce on. She has a crush on me, and once came this close to telling me directly:
K-san: IDIW sensei...
Me: Yes?
K-san: I...
Me: Yes?
K-san: I...
Me: ...?
K-san: Nevermind. It's nothing.
Me: ! ...Okay...
She has long hair, is tallish and slim, and though she never wears makeup (She probably doesn't know how to!) she has a lovely, intelligent face. :beautiful:
But today I want to talk about the girl at the supermarket register. Well, the girl who used to work the supermarket register. What a doll. She is this same type. I'm sure she's an otaku. And though I always thought she looked very young, I was shocked when I learned (very recently) she was a high-school student. She's petit, thin, but physically almost perfect. Her only "flaws" are her slightly protruding front teeth, which give her a rabbit-like look, and her smallish eyes. But these "flaws" just add to her charm. She has a beautifully sculpted nose and cheekbones, a perfect, small mouth, and lovely slender hands. But the best part is the nape of her neck, what they call unaji in Japanese. I could write a book about her unaji. I'm tempted to give her the Unaji of the Century Award. She has longish hair, which she always has pulled up in a ponytail when she works, offering a wonderful view of the most exquisite nape ever produced by Nature. :beautiful:
Whenever she was working, I would nonchalantly get in her line, even if another register was open. I would always smile and say konnichiwa or konbanwa as I handed her my point card, and she would give me the most adorable smile. A turning point came when I ran into her at the movie theater. (I was with my then-girlfriend, but my girlfriend was in the bathroom and I was waiting in the lobby.) The girl--Let's call her Y-san--was with a girlfriend, and it was the first time I had ever seen her wearing regular street clothes. I of course recognized her, and she recognized me and we smiled and exchanged hellos. (I'm sure that seconds later her girlfriend asked her, "Who was that!?!?") So the next time I saw her at the supermarket, I casually said, "What movie did you go to see the other day?" After that, we would occasionally chat a little as she rang up my groceries. Then I ran into her again near the theater, and again talked with her the next time I saw her at the supermarket. She had gone to see Harry Potter that day, and I had gone to see Ratatouille (with my new girlfriend :evillaugh.
I always bring my own shopping bag to the supermarket, and although customers usually have to bag their own groceries, she always bagged mine for me, even if there was a long line of customers behind me. :full:
But then one day, a few months ago, she quit her job at the supermarket. I had thought maybe she was a college student (she only worked in the evenings), and wondered if she had graduated and left the city. :giveup: But then, a month or so ago, I saw her again! She was riding a bicycle and riding with a girlfriend. When she saw me, she gave me a big smile and nodded, and I smiled and nodded back. In a split second, several things flew through my mind:
1) It's her! She's still around! :relief:
2) Her hair is down! I can't see her beautiful nape, but she's beautiful with her hair down, too! :inlove:
3) She looks so cute in her school uniform! :beautiful:
4) ....
5) School uniform...? :coldsweat:
6) She's still in high school!?!?!?!?!?!? :dies2:
7) :runintears:
Since I had been raving to my lesbian friend about this girl for two years (seriously), I thought, "OMG, I have to tell ____ about this." But I hadn't been spending much time with my lesbian friend, so I never found a chance to tell her.
And now she's moved away to _____!! :abandoned:
If only I had a camera eye, I could show you all pictures of the lovely young Y-san and her award-winning unaji. :sigh:
Next time I'll rave about some other real-life Japanese beauty.
Even if no one wants to read about it. :evillaugh: