In the evening I took a little excursion to Tokyo station to pick up my week’s load of beer. The rain’s already stopped, so I didn’t really think much about what I put on. Went with a (utili)kilt, my red Threadless shirt and boots (I don’t really have any other waterproof shoes).

On the way home, some western guy walked up to me at Ogikubo station, and told me I’ve got “an interesting fashion sense.” I guess I should consider that a praise.