I was shopping a few weeks ago and stocked up on one of my old time favorites… The Body Shop’s Hemp Body Butter. Love my skin when I put it on and it always reminds me of Japan because of the shopping trips I’d take with my gay husband. It was a new and out of the way place — not at all convenient to the base but he was addicted to ALL the body butters so we were there quite often. I want to say it was in Machida but I’m not sure, it was in a big glass building with the gap, anyway…
I always get a Pavlovian response when I think of the body shop because we’d always go to Denny’s or Volk’s for steaks afterwords. If we were particularly poor then it was that delicious sea stuff floating in the tanks at 7 eleven for me and he’d get some kind of fake western nonsense. And just for the record, Denny’s in Japan is an event like no other… I LOVED the dishes there, not to mention the point and grunt menus so you were always sure what you were getting. Isn’t it funny how one little store can do that?! Anyway, I guess I’m feeling all nostalgic, someone please send me five tickets to Japan stat!!
