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Nail Queen

I love Japanese TV. Sandwiched between a news story about protesters being pepper sprayed by police in a dangerous foreign country (America) and a piece on noodles topped with grilled intestines (horumon udon) was a story on the 2011 Tokyo Nail Expo’s Nail Queen.

Nails are big here, and anything goes. It’s not unusual for a manicure to cost upwards of $100 and feature anything from tiny plastic cupcakes to little chains swagged here and there. Having a smartphone is pretty much a requirement among fashionable nailistas because it’s nearly impossible to text on a regular phone when your nails are the equivalent of Marie Antoinette’s hairstyle in her “let them eat cake” period. The Nail Queen probably doesn’t have to put in long hours slaving away at a computer like we commoners.

Here are a few examples from the many ready-to-wear lines:

Cuteness in 3D
Assorted bling
Soap opera star Yamanoto Yusuke was somehow enlisted to push the idea that nail art isn’t just for girlz anymore
Poodle nails!

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Writing mystery books set in Tokyo is mostly what I do, but I also blog about the odd stuff I see every day in Japan. I'm a graduate of Stanford University and the Sendagaya Japanese Institute in Tokyo, and a member of the International Thriller Writers, the Mystery Writers of America, and Sisters In Crime. When I'm not in Tokyo, I live in San Francisco. I also host a travel site called The Tokyo Guide I Wish I'd Had, so if you're headed to Japan and want to check out the places I take my friends when they're in town, take a look!

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    • I was craving some myself until I looked up what it was. On the screen it looked all savory and sizzly and delish, but once I found out it was made of wiggly bits, the desire sort of faded.

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