Take a look at a real host club's website and tell me: which one of these guys float your boat? Why are they all femme men with a few tops thrown in? What does that say about what we women secretly want in a man?
I saw a great documentary called The Great Happiness Space: Tale of an Osaka Love Thief. Preview below.
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It is exactly as the title suggests: these are men who make a business out of making women love them and prolonging the illusion of love. These host clubs serve thousands of women each day who spend anywhere from US$300-5000 each visit. It's these sad and empty dreams that this business is built on. Cross over the bridge in Osaka to the Minami district and you will see that this is serious $$$$, baby.
Anyway- what's wrong with real men?
PLENTY of real men in Japan with shoulders that you could build a house on, you know what I mean?
From left to right: Matsuoka Masahiro and Nagase Tomoya.
More eye candy? Why not?
I am married to an Alpha-male type but more often than not, I choose to be in the company of my fag(s). Maybe it's because straight men just love to keep on affirming their superiority to women. Especially insecure men who aren't really Alpha-males, but like, rilly, rilly-wanna-be?
It's something to write home about if you've made it in this world (yes, this world is all about the dreaded evil $$$) and yet don't feel the need to actually write home about it.
We were a young married couple the last time we walked hand in hand through Kabuki-cho in Shinjuku. We thought that these male host clubs catered to men only, being just adjacent to Shinjuku-ni-choume. Yes, I was a fag hag back then in 2003 too.
We've decided to spend our Christmas and New Year holidays in Tokyo and the Kansai area in Japan, the land of the washlet- damn I love bidets.
*There are days I'm glad I had a c-section.*
Gross out time over!
This time, we'll be the young-ish couple in their 30's pushing a rather cool akai bara bugaboo stroller- See you there! Happy Holidays sans nanny? *shudder* We'll see!