and delivered a brand plan to my client. So, I treated myself to a manicure and pedicure at a place called Ami True Nail. It was my first, last, and only treatment of its kind in Japan, not because it wasn’t fabulous, but because it cost $125 USD.In NYC, the mani/pedi can be had for a song. Competition is fierce, so there’s always a bargain to be had. Not so in old Nihon. I’ve asked most of the girls where I should go to get my nails done and they looked at me like I had just told them I was thinking of running naked through the fish market. One of them actually offered to do my nails for me. That was a little too close for comfort, so I’ve just been doing them at home. The results are poor. A nail technician I am not. Don’t even get me started on the eyebrows. I am starting to resemble Eugene Levy. How I miss my local hole-in-the-wall salons.
But today I am mani’d and pedi’d and feeling fine.
On a side note, this is a picture of the sign outside the ladies room in a department store in Ginza. I was sort of excited to see the bathrooms based on this grandiose sign. It didn’t live up to the hype.
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I've been meaning to tell you that you need to get a haircut in Japan. The best shampoos and massages were the ones I got at Japanese salons in NYC. I can only imagine that the indulgence is all the greater in the homeland.
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