As we unpacked our boxes and shifted things around the new flat until they clicked into place, I started to realise that my life has become increasingly westernized and that traces of my Japanese-ness are only detectable when actively sought out.
While I find life in Europe to be almost adequate for my needs, there are some items I rely on heavily enough for me to consider starting a business specialised in marketing obscure Japanese household items abroad.
This one’s not particularly astounding (unless you’re my boyfriend, who finds is hard to stomach), but when we server breakfast on the weekends in our apartment and eggs are involved then the soy sauce dispenser makes its appearance alongside the salt and pepper without fail. Sometimes it serenades the tabasco and lures it out for breakfast too – can’t blame it, soysauce, tabasco and fired egg are match made in heaven.
Cart loads of tea. Mostly imported from Japan, some special appearances made by British teas. If anyone has tasted Green tea from a non-Japanese source and gagged and spluttered like a cat coughing up a hairball, contact me and I will send you the real stuff. No joke, contact me.
Now we’re moving on to my business strategy. This nifty little packet includes two herbal sticky sheets that you stick on your forehead when you have a
In short, these are amazing. If you have eyebrows, you need a pair. What’s that, you have eyebrows? Then you can be my first customer!
Actually, Sephora beat me to it, but someone needs to endorse them so they go viral (in the real world).
If you’re like me and get bored of wearing tights all through the winter and like to venture into the over the knee sock zone, then you need sock glue. It’s as simple as that. It looks like a miniature roll on deodorant and you just roll it over the part of your thigh you want the top of your socks to stick to and you won’t have to pull your socks up at all. Of course, when I google it, this stereotypical anime styled site is one of the first sites to appear in the search results.
Anyone else have household bits and bobs (I’m not talking about souvenirs) laying around the house that remind you of life elsewhere?