Get Shirty

Did you hear the one about the three Japanese dudes with grafitti on their shirts? No, nor did I. It was probably a crap joke anyway.

The Thumbs Up

What a cute couple?! And the thumbs up... well, I couldn't have asked for more. Neither of the two is sporting anything particularly exceptional, although maybe white Dr Martens are something we see very little of at the moment, but what I saw in these two was an example of synergy. You know, "the sum of the parts is greater than the total value of all individual components". Ring any bells? If you did Business Studies at school, like me, then you'd know where I'm coming from. On that note I think I'll take the opportunity to send a 'big shout out' to Mr Alexander. Thank you Sir, for hooking me up with some serious knowledge. For a tweed wearing, cricket obsessed West Indian bloke you gave a seriously convincing delivery of Maslows hierarchy of needs. For that, I thank you.

Peroxide-deux

People may call me a sly cat, even a coward, for taking cheap shots when people are down. So what! BLOW ME! This guy was 'down and out' alright. Hard time partying all weekend with two much booze under the cherry blooms??? "Ahhhh, poor widdle Diddums!"... NOT. Too bad sucka, Sniped you were and documented you are. Flying 12 hours around the globe it's only human that one is drawn to the symbols and reminders of our cherished homelands. In this particular case of the ginger-fied asian, the Union Jack DM's (Doctor Marten's). pretty sweet huh? Check the one turn up styling. And, is that ANOTHER beer?? Dude, you really oughta know better!

Tokyo Bruiser

Woah! look at the size of the tongue! She's really showing it all off!!

This guy just happened to be there. In the middle of the street. On a warm, cherry blossomed spring night in Tokyo. There he was. Just there. Just as you see him here: shorts, vest, retro Adidas, no laces and dyed blonde, goldie golden locks. Then of course there were the muscles. Would you take a look at 'em! Rippling indeed, and doesn't he know it. And doesn't she know it better, tongue all flappy and dribbling. Although this guy was, himself, clearly 'The Champ', he insisted on telling me that his buddy, wearing a full two piece black suit as opposed to the 'muscle man' style, was "the champion". "Champion of Sake drink". With a huge, roaring, almost forced, burst of laughter he pointed a finger at his suited companion, who, at that very moment, proceeded to projectile vomit into the curb in which he lay. Charming.

STYLESNIPER NEWSFLASH: March

"People, people, please, gather round. Do open your ears, and absorb in these sounds..."

There won't be many of these, but I thought a little 'newsflash' type mention would be appropriate right now, as there have been, and will continue to be, some developments and subtle changes within stylesniper over the next month or two. Keep an eye on the changing face of the crosshair ( + ), better quality photos also coming soon ("I got some money, I'm gonna spend it!") plus stylesniper guesting elsewhere - SOON! All this plus a trip to Tokyo on the horizon suggests that the next couple of months could be very interesting indeedy. Gnarly.