HARAJUKU: in search of the disturbed... this place has the heart of an ox and the hide of a wilderbeast. it will kick you in the balls sweet and seductively and leave you like wanton dogs. despite the immediate surroundings, search and penetrate deeper east and the side winding paths will take you to places curious and curiouser. that pink location in the photo, "6% DOKI DOKI" is a warped capita of a little girls room dispensing bright colourful disturbence by a crew of pink-frilled lolita girls, all to the scratched "sound of music" album. insanity is a few steps away. believe you me, a highly concentrated stew of all that is hipster in toronto lives and breathes on takeshita douri. my metal spike blings: 1000¥. my disillusioned angst in accessory form: priceless.
rocking out in front of yoyogi park on an early friday evening, nothing here but the passerby. not a soul to be photographed, disappointed that the cos-play and lolita girls aren't out to play. i learned later that's on sunday evenings. i'll be back. for now i'll walk to shinjuku.