I live in Japan. I have a job that involves spending a lot of time with young Japanese women (no, I'm not an English teacher), but right now I'm on extended sick leave. There are days I never leave the house, but most days I have some reason to go out, and every time I do I see girls and women who make me glad I was born.And I always think, "If only I had a camera built into my eye so I could capture all these women forever." Because no matter what kind of beauty I see, I forget her face within twenty minutes (usually because I see several other attractive women in the interim). The upside is that once in a while I see the same woman again, sometimes months later, and the pleasure of seeing her again is a fresh as the first time.The frustrating thing is that I have no one to talk with about these little daily pleasures.My best friend is a (Japanese) lesbian, and we used to talk about this stuff almost everyday.That was fun. But since I got a girlfriend and she moved in, I hardly ever see my buddy, and today she moved to a distant corner of Japan. We had a tearful farewell.I love my girlfriend, but she's pretty jealous, and I have discovered that she does not want to hear me saying nice things about any other woman's looks. Period. (But she doesn't mind raving to me about how hot Josh Holloway is.) The only close male friend I have lives in the States. So I have to keep all these thoughts to myself.So I made this thread.Anyone who's interested can read and comment on my daily encounters with the female half of the Japanese population.I have really broad tastes in women. Tall, short, thin, pudgy, plain, chic, cute, beautiful, boyish, feminine... The kinds I don't care for include: women who have forgotten that they are sexual beings and have let themselves turn into frumpy, sexless blobs; girls who dress like whores (I just think about what sad, lonely people they are); and ultrafeminine types who act like bitches when no men are around, but turn into smiling, fawning Barbie dolls when a man appears.I have a thing for otaku-ish girls who are rather quiet, intelligent, and who dress in a way that is subdued but tasteful. If they wear glasses, that's icing on the cake.There's one young woman who fits this description, and whom I have been tempted to pounce on. She has a crush on me, and once came this close to telling me directly:K-san: IDIW sensei...Me: Yes?K-san: I...Me: Yes?K-san: I...Me: ...?K-san: Nevermind. It's nothing.Me: ! ...Okay...She has long hair, is tallish and slim, and though she never wears makeup (She probably doesn't know how to!) she has a lovely, intelligent face.But today I want to talk about the girl at the supermarket register. Well, the girl who used to work the supermarket register. What a doll. She is this same type. I'm sure she's an otaku. And though I always thought she looked very young, I was shocked when I learned (very recently) she was a high-school student. She's petit, thin, but physically almost perfect. Her only "flaws" are her slightly protruding front teeth, which give her a rabbit-like look, and her smallish eyes. But these "flaws" just add to her charm. She has a beautifully sculpted nose and cheekbones, a perfect, small mouth, and lovely slender hands. But the best part is the nape of her neck, what they call unaji in Japanese. I could write a book about her unaji. I'm tempted to give her the Unaji of the Century Award. She has longish hair, which she always has pulled up in a ponytail when she works, offering a wonderful view of the most exquisite nape ever produced by Nature.Whenever she was working, I would nonchalantly get in her line, even if another register was open. I would always smile and say konnichiwa or konbanwa as I handed her my point card, and she would give me the most adorable smile. A turning point came when I ran into her at the movie theater. (I was with my then-girlfriend, but my girlfriend was in the bathroom and I was waiting in the lobby.) The girl--Let's call her Y-san--was with a girlfriend, and it was the first time I had ever seen her wearing regular street clothes. I of course recognized her, and she recognized me and we smiled and exchanged hellos. (I'm sure that seconds later her girlfriend asked her, "Who was that!?!?") So the next time I saw her at the supermarket, I casually said, "What movie did you go to see the other day?" After that, we would occasionally chat a little as she rang up my groceries. Then I ran into her again near the theater, and again talked with her the next time I saw her at the supermarket. She had gone to see Harry Potter that day, and I had gone to see Ratatouille (with my new girlfriend).I always bring my own shopping bag to the supermarket, and although customers usually have to bag their own groceries, she always bagged mine for me, even if there was a long line of customers behind me.But then one day, a few months ago, she quit her job at the supermarket. I had thought maybe she was a college student (she only worked in the evenings), and wondered if she had graduated and left the city.But then, a month or so ago, I saw her again! She was riding a bicycle and riding with a girlfriend. When she saw me, she gave me a big smile and nodded, and I smiled and nodded back. In a split second, several things flew through my mind:1) It's her! She's still around!2) Her hair is down! I can't see her beautiful nape, but she's beautiful with her hair down, too!3) She looks so cute in her school uniform!4) ....5) School uniform...?6) She's still in high school!?!?!?!?!?!?7)Since I had been raving to my lesbian friend about this girl for two years (seriously), I thought, "OMG, I have to tell ____ about this." But I hadn't been spending much time with my lesbian friend, so I never found a chance to tell her.And now she's moved away to _____!!If only I had a camera eye, I could show you all pictures of the lovely young Y-san and her award-winning unaji.Next time I'll rave about some other real-life Japanese beauty. Even if no one wants to read about it.Great tale, IDIW. I guess we all have these experiences - or something like that - but it's just a stored memory. I NEARLY got to japan in october. I was in cambodia and thought that japan was just around the corner and I could just pop over there. Not so easy. Nearly as expensive as travelling from the UK - and an awkward trip too. So, it'll have to be a special trip. Maybe tokyo - and all those pretty girls - in the spring if i'm lucky.Thanks, spare_line. It's worth the trip just to check out the women and girls.And who knows, you might get lucky.The girl I raved about in the first post was on the young end of the scale, but my greatest joy in visiting the supermarket (particularly since Y-san no longer works there) is looking at the young housewives.Japan is the Land of MILF and (Cutie) Honey.I never ceased to be amazed at the abundance of attractive young wives and mothers. Unlike a lot of women and girls you see in Japan, housewives tend to be wearing practical, simple clothes, and they often are wearing little or no makeup. Often they're just wearing a sweatshirt over a blouse and jeans or khaki chinos. And yet they just glow.The most attractive MILFs tend to range in age from about 26 to late 30s. And the most attractive ones also seem to be the best mothers. The ones who glow talk and laugh with their children, whereas the ones who look sullen often ignore their children or scold them for no good reason. (Obviously, the latter category are just unhappy, and their unhappiness makes them ugly, no matter what kind of face or body Nature has endowed them with.)One thing that makes these women attractive, I think, is that they are not hiding behind layers of makeup or fancy clothes. You're seeing them as they really are, so you don't have to wonder if they really are as attractive as they appear to be.Another attraction, I think, is the fact that they belong to another man. I don't know about you, but there's something incredibly tempting about a woman who belongs to another man.In my own case, I have actually given in to temptation and had affairs with three married mothers--all Japanese. In one case, I was and still am good friends with her husband.The first one I met very early in my marriage. God, was she beautiful. She was actually ten years older than I, but she looked my age (mid-twenties). I fell head over heels in love her, and actually told my wife I was going to leave her for this other woman. My wife, who is incredibly tenacious and hates to lose at anything, convinced me to come back to her. (This only postponed our inevitable divorce for another decade and a half.) The Other Woman--damn, she was beautiful, and sweet, and funny, and stylish--actually ended up divorcing her husband as a direct result of her relationship with me. She's now in her early 50s, and I had a chance to see a recent picture of her. She still doesn't look a day over 40, and, damn, she is still beautiful.What a fool I was to let that one slip away. How different my life might have been. Her daughter must be in college by now.I suppose it won't hurt to upload that photograph here. You can't really see her face, and she's not someone you could track down on the Internet. But I think you can see why I was attracted to her in the first place. She's wearing a tank-top here.BTW, she's giving a friend a foot massage in this photo. She's good at giving massages.Edit: Image deletedNow, the second MILF I "F"-ed (Yeah, I'm just going to keep on rambling till a mod shuts me down) was a sort of an accident.Literally.I was injured at a school event (my then-wife never went to these things), and this woman--I'll call her N-san--drove me to the hospital. (The injury was no big deal, but it did require me to go the hospital.) It was already around 9 p.m. by the time we got out of the hospital.I had been friendly with her for a while. She's about the same age as me, but she's a not-so-closeted otaku. So we had some common interests. I had suspected for some time that she was interested in me, so we're talking in the car, and we end up parking near a local river. We get out and started walking to the bank of the river, and she pretty much comes straight out and tells me she's romantically interested in me, and she takes my hand in hers. It's like that--What do they call it?--a "rope bridge" experience. You know, you go through something scary or traumatic together (in this case, my accident and hospital visit), and suddenly there's this powerful attraction between you. I don't know if you can tell by the crappy photo below, but she was seriously cute, and had huge eyes. She was also extremely intelligent (She was a professional woman who had graduated from an elite university) and pretty stylish for an otaku, so I think, "Eh, what the hell?"It wasn't like that first woman, who I was madly in love with. N-san was just an attractive woman who was attracted to me, and we were both in unhappy, sexless marriages. So the next thing you know, we're in a love hotel.You can just imagine me making excuses for coming home so late that night. "Oh, I was injured and the emergency room was really crowded and we had to go to another hospital that was also crowded blah blah blah."Iirc, we carried on this rather quiet affair for almost two years. It wasn't all about sex. We used to just sit and talk a lot. But sex was a big part of it. It was such a joy to be with a woman who really enjoyed sex and whose body reacted so...enthusiastically. (As a matter of fact, she would get almost too wet. I don't know about you guys, but a little bit of friction helps me get to where I'm going. Or coming.)But there were two big problems. One, she had a nervous, insecure personality, and she always seemed vaguely worried that she would embarrass herself or I would lose interest in her. I mean, here's this attractive, intelligent, accomplished woman, yet she doesn't have enough confidence to relax with her lover. I'm a very laid-back guy, usually, and very easy to get along with. But her nervousness made me nervous, and it got to be tiring to be around her. If she could have just been more relaxed, we might still be carrying on our affair today.The other big problem was that she was jealous, in a quiet sort of way, and she was terrible at hiding her feelings for me. No matter who was around, it was like there was this powerful beam of pheromones coming straight at me. I hoped that other people wouldn't notice, but much later I found out that it had been pretty obvious to at least one mutual friend (who ended up being the third MILF I "F"-ed). I mean, N-san would just look at me in this sultry way as if to say, "I want you right here, right now." It was certainly good for my self esteem to know that an attractive woman felt that way about me, but it also made me nervous as hell. I'm almost certain my wife was suspicious that something was going on.Finally, it got to be too tiring, and I gently broke up with her, telling her that I wanted to try to salvage my marriage. That was a basically a lie (I was really just trying to build up the courage to end my marriage), but it was a convenient excuse, and a hard one to argue with. So we parted ways amicably, and though I only see her rarely, we still get along--and she still looks at me with that pheromone-filled gaze!Edit: Image deletedYour posts are interesting to read. I want to visit Japan, but I'm a woman (and not a lesbian) so as attractive as all of these women are... I wouldn't really be interested in them.Do Japanese women try to conceal their Unaji or does it matter in society now?Are you attracted to any other Asian women? I know that Japanese women are attractive, but just curious about your tastes, since you're sharing and all...And, what about the men? Are there attractive ones around for when I finally am able to visit Japan?Quote:Originally Posted by AstbYour posts are interesting to read. I want to visit Japan, but I'm a woman (and not a lesbian) so as attractive as all of these women are... I wouldn't really be interested in them.Wow! Thanks! Here I've been treating this thread like a diary, yet someone is actually reading it!Quote:Originally Posted by AstbDo Japanese women try to conceal their Unaji or does it matter in society now?No, women don't try to hide their unaji. Thank goodness.This may sound dumb, but I can find a change in hairstyle very exciting, not because the new style is "better" but because it's different. I get excited when I see a woman who usually wears her hair up let it down once in a while, and vice versa. But if she did it frequently it would lose its impact.Quote:Originally Posted by AstbAre you attracted to any other Asian women? I know that Japanese women are attractive, but just curious about your tastes, since you're sharing and all...Oh, I'm very particular about my tastes in women. They have to be Asian. Or European. Or African. Or Pacific Islander. Or Aboriginal. Definitely Homo Sapiens. No other primate will do, though I sometimes wonder about bonobos.And preferably a woman should have two X chromosomes, though a really convincing transsexual will do in a pinch.No, seriously, race or nationality is basically not a factor for me. One of the most intense crushes I ever had was on a Malaysian woman who was raised in the States.I had had my eye on her for a year or so, and I finally got to meet and talk to her at a party. We must have talked for at least two hours. Before going into her current field, she quite seriously wanted to be an astronaut. Is that cool, or what?In the course of that two hours, I fell madly in love with this woman. But I was married and a new father, so I wasn't going to act on my feelings. (Yes, even I can show restraint sometimes.) But I was literally lovesick for days.Probably the most beautiful woman (by objective standards) I ever had a romantic interlude with was a fairly dark-skinned African American woman. God, she was beautiful.Every feature of her face was flawless, as if she had been sculpted. And I can still remember every curve of her body.She could easily have become a professional model, if she had been about a foot taller. Seriously, she was like 145 cm (4' 9").The first (or maybe second) day we met, we snuck off at night and went skinny dipping.It would have been perfect if it wasn't for those damned mosquitoes!That was back in college, and I was involved with another woman, so nothing ever happened after that night.And the love of my life was a blond, European American. Too bad she turned out to be a lesbian.So, in answer to your question, yes, I am attracted to other Asian women. I've had crushes on Korean, Chinese, Indian, and Latina women, as well as all shades of American women. (Oh, and there was that German woman...and that really cute Finnish woman...and that gorgeous Somalian woman...and that...Well, you get the idea.)Quote:Originally Posted by AstbAnd, what about the men? Are there attractive ones around for when I finally am able to visit Japan?I think so, but I seem to judge guys differently than do heterosexual women.I think it's hard for Japanese men, because Japanese women demand things from men that can be mutually exclusive. I think this is because of the way men are idealized in shoujo manga and anime. A guy has to be stylish, but he can't look like he's trying to be stylish, or women will think he's vain ("kiza"). And most Japanese women want a boyfriend who is taller than they are. One of the nicest, most attractive guys I know was not taken seriously by the women around him simply because he's short. Fortunately, he found a very nice, very pretty girlfriend who is shorter than he is.But the average height of younger Japanese has grown incredibly in the past 20 years. It's now not uncommon for me to see young guys who are my height (185 cm, 6' 1") or even taller. (I even see Japanese girls who are almost as tall as me. Just yesterday I was admiring an attractive young mother who must have been 180 cm tall...at the supermarket, of course.) Getting back to your question, though, while Japanese women complain about Japanese men all the time, non-Japanese women friends who visit or live in Japan say they like looking at all the pretty Japanese boys, so I don't think you'll be disappointed.Thanks again for the response!Dude, I'd be walking a thin line if I said "I hear ya, exact same views and similar thought process" but at some juncture we all have our own likes/ dislikes. VERY interesting read! I've always wanted to go to Japan, and trust me, when I get on the subway or the train and come across an Asian girl I accidentally or involuntarily have a crush on her and yearn to speak to her. Between 3 train stops and those 13 minutes of travel time I have a crush, and on my way back home it's the same story. Come to think of it, it doesn't matter if she's Asian or not, I fall in love all the freggin time :pI've always wanted to be AT LEAST 6 feet tall!!! I'm stuck at a measly 5'11 *shrugs*How easy or hard is it for Japanese women to accept foreigners? Uhmmm are they friendly or arrogant? Since coming here to the US, I've found most girls/ women a lil arrogant and snobbish >_> *sniff*Quote:Originally Posted by Roronoa ZoroVERY interesting read!Thanks!Quote:Originally Posted by Roronoa ZoroCome to think of it, it doesn't matter if she's Asian or not, I fall in love all the freggin time :pI know what you mean. I get micro-crushes every time I leave my apartment.I'm sure you would agree that there's a whole spectrum of crushes, from micro to mega, and that there is an inverse relationship between intensity and frequency. Mega-crushes are rare and can be devastating, and micro-crushes are common and just add a little spice to life.Quote:Originally Posted by Roronoa ZoroI've always wanted to be AT LEAST 6 feet tall!!! I'm stuck at a measly 5'11 *shrugs*5'11" is plenty tall by Japanese standards.Quote:Originally Posted by Roronoa ZoroHow easy or hard is it for Japanese women to accept foreigners? Uhmmm are they friendly or arrogant? Since coming here to the US, I've found most girls/ women a lil arrogant and snobbish >_> *sniff*Hmm. It's hard to generalize, but I think it's safe to say that Japanese (both women and men) have a fear of English, and will avoid talking to a foreigner unless they know the person is reasonably fluent in Japanese. This is not xenophobia: it's a genuine fear of using English. They might be interested in you and think you're cute, but they will avoid you because they are not confident in their English. But there are also women who specifically want to practice their English and would like to find a foreign boyfriend.Women in the latter category tend to lose interest in me when they discover that I can speak and understand Japanese a lot better than they can speak and understand English.Those aren't the kind of women I want to hang out with, anyway.I'm American, but I've never thought of American women as being generally arrogant or snobbish. Of course, there are arrogant and/or snobbish people anywhere in the world, but if we're just talking in generalizations, I tend to think of American women as friendly and dynamic. If you don't mind my asking, where are you from originally?Quote:Originally Posted by indreamsiwalkGetting back to your question, though, while Japanese women complain about Japanese men all the time, non-Japanese women friends who visit or live in Japan say they like looking at all the pretty Japanese boys, so I don't think you'll be disappointed.YAY!Quote:Originally Posted by Roronoa ZoroHow easy or hard is it for Japanese women to accept foreigners? Uhmmm are they friendly or arrogant? Since coming here to the US, I've found most girls/ women a lil arrogant and snobbish >_> *sniff*I can represent the other side of that statement. I'm American (mixed with a whole bunch of stuff, generations back), but everyone -- my friends included -- have told me that they find me intimidating, a bit snobbish looking. (I guess that means I'm single because I'm like Godzilla to men?) To vouch for my kind, not all women are arrogant, some, like me, just -look- arrogant. I'm really a very nice person.But I've felt the same way on my few trips to Europe, so... I don't know. Maybe it's a mentality pertaining to visitors of a foreign country?Quote:Originally Posted by indreamsiwalkI'm American, but I've never thought of American women as being generally arrogant or snobbish. Of course, there are arrogant and/or snobbish people anywhere in the world, but if we're just talking in generalizations, I tend to think of American women as friendly and dynamic.Someone who's on my side.... FINALLY.Quote:Originally Posted by AstbI can represent the other side of that statement. I'm American (mixed with a whole bunch of stuff, generations back), but everyone -- my friends included -- have told me that they find me intimidating, a bit snobbish looking. (I guess that means I'm single because I'm like Godzilla to men?) To vouch for my kind, not all women are arrogant, some, like me, just -look- arrogant. I'm really a very nice person.Su-u-u-u-re you are.(Just joking!)Quote:Originally Posted by AstbBut I've felt the same way on my few trips to Europe, so... I don't know. Maybe it's a mentality pertaining to visitors of a foreign country?First impressions can really be misleading, particularly when you are in a foreign country. There are so many different factors that can lead to misunderstandings. Some of my best friends are people who I had a negative first impression of. And some of my best friends (including my lesbian best friend) had a negative first impression of me. A lot of young Japanese people tell that I seemed seemed intimidating...until I opened my mouth to speak.The reverse is true, too. Some people who I had a very positive first impression of turned out to be people I can't get along with at all.Quote:Originally Posted by AstbSomeone who's on my side.... FINALLY.I got your back, Astb!