Maybe It’s The Teeth…

Posted byJonelle PatrickPosted inFashion Inferno, Host Clubs & Hostess Bars

I dunno, there’s something about this accessory that’s not quite working for me. If I were a host (or a regular guy with a fetish for massive blingy rings), I think I’d want something that didn’t look like it bites. Or, even worse, like it had overindulged at last night’s drinking party and was about to hurl.

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It’s the year 1784 and the shōgun rules with an iron fist . . . except within the walled pleasure quarter of Yoshiwara. Inside the Great Gate, samurai law does not apply, and it’s women who pull the strings

“The Samurai’s Octopus…is a truly remarkable book, one that surprised and charmed me at every turn of the page. You’re in for a treat.”
—James Ziskin, Anthony, Barry, and Macavity Award-winning author of the Ellie Stone mysteries

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Jonelle Patrick writes novels set in Japan, produces the monthly e-magazine Japanagram, and blogs at Only In Japan and The Tokyo Guide I Wish I’d Had

Published by Jonelle Patrick

Author of The Last Tea Bowl Thief

One thought on “Maybe It’s The Teeth…”

  1. Maybe they have Ace Ventura logic and hope that punching someone with lips will make it look like they were kissed with tiny lips. Of course, they would run the risk of leaving jewels with every punch…

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