Virgin Sailor Moon: The Tokyo aesthetic ideal?

There’s a person sitting in front of me in a cafĂ©. The person is wearing a ribbed cream turtleneck jumper, a black and white dog tooth coat and leather ankle boots. They have a dainty engraved silver ring on their little finger and highlighted hair in a pixie cut. Out of the large tote carried…

I am haafu

When teenage girls and cutely dressed women find out where I’m from, they open their eyes till they’re circular and cover the mouths with the tips of their fingers lik people acting “shock” in a pantomime and go, “Haafu? Woow!” But it’s hard to gauge whether your race is scandalous, dull, delightful or horrific, or indeed how you’re meant to react at all.