Mirror, Mirror in the Window...

Yesterday on the Yurakucho line, I saw a heavily made-up girl (mascara, lipstick and eyeliner) with long, permed and bleached hair, a fluffy white beret, a patent leather trench coat with Audrey Hepburn motif, and knee high black stiletto boots with large silver buckles. "Not unusual", I hear you say. She was about 4 years old.

Her mother, similarly embellished, spent the ride admiring herself in the train's window. I don't give a fuck what country you're in, you just don't dress your daughter like a high-class hooker.