Giant Pookies, little island

That's it....this is too much. All I wanna do is spend money on clothing and they won't let me!!! Let me tell you about clothing shopping in Japan-everything is one size. I swear. The shirts are all one size. The clothes are so cute and I can't buy anything....its all size medium. And its not like the medium at Ann Taylor...they're basically smalls...or extra smalls. Pants are usually three sizes...small, med, and large; the large is like a size six. Also, shoes only go up to like an 8. And don't even get me started on the lingerie...the bras looked like toys and the underwear were the size of my cell phone. I mean, I guess it just doesn't make sense to carry more inventory when you have such a homogeneous society, but still...WHERE DO THE FAT PEOPLE GO? I know they exist...someones gotta have some thyroid issues or SOMETHING.

Anyway, so given all this, you can understand how excited I was when I learned that there was a big person section at a mall called Isetan not far from our hotel. We looked and looked and finally found it...you could tell cuz all the mannequins suddenly got really fat. Anyway, it was like they specifically chose to make the clothes ugly as if to discourage larger than average people from buying clothing. Needless to say the only item of clothing I purchased were socks.

We had similar issues for David's stuff. The shoes went up to like a men's 8 and the shirts were similarly small. I would venture to guess that men's underwear have equivalent problems.

This whole shopping experience has made me realize that I really take for granted the selection I have in NYC. That city is so full of people from around the world that they just have all sizes. I would think that there are enough foreign people visiting and living in Japan that someone would think that this was a viable industry to have. Anyway...I guess Ill have to get creative If I ever move here...HA
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