{"id":1499,"date":"2013-04-23T11:42:25","date_gmt":"2013-04-23T18:42:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/?p=1499"},"modified":"2013-04-23T11:42:25","modified_gmt":"2013-04-23T18:42:25","slug":"a-los-angeles-primer-little-tokyo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/?p=1499","title":{"rendered":"A Los Angeles Primer: Little Tokyo"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" title=\"Little Tokyo\" src=\"http:\/\/www.kcet.org\/socal\/departures\/landofsunshine\/assets_c\/2013\/04\/littletokyobowls-thumb-630x472-49451.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"504\" height=\"378\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Little Tokyo sold me on Los Angeles. My northern Californian childhood introduced the delights of San Francisco&#8217;s Japantown, still one of my beloved areas, but every time I go there, it looks to have wearily endured yet another wave of exodus and surrendered to yet another degree of decrepitude. This, of course, makes for its own kind of charm; fallen places often seem to me the only ones worth visiting. Little Tokyo, too, feels fallen, and richly so, though with an accent of resilience I no longer sense in its San Franciscan predecessor. Whatever becomes of either of these neighborhoods &#8212; whose residents will always describe them as more vibrant twenty, thirty, forty years ago &#8212; I can&#8217;t imagine them losing their core usefulness when you need to stock up on canned green tea, buy a genuine futon, burn an hour at the arcade, eat a heaping plateful of hayashi rice, or gaze upon the finest men&#8217;s style magazines.<\/p>\n<p>Free &amp; Easy, for the record, ranks as the finest men&#8217;s style magazine, at least for my sensibility and money (when I can bear to part with the price of an imported issue). But Japan, an incubator of unusually robust print and menswear cultures, produces dozens more, all meriting the serious dresser&#8217;s attention. I read them, and occasionally purchase them, in Little Tokyo&#8217;s branch of the Japanese bookstore chain Kinokuniya, whose Seattle location absorbed much of my adolescent allowance. In each session at their Free &amp; Easy shelf, I practice my Japanese reading while beholding full-page photos of middle-aged graphic designers and record producers in bespoke suits and handsomely worn brogues, reclining on Eames chairs and vintage road bicycles. But I try not to think about why I have to stare so hard at these expensive foreign magazines in the first place. The city streets around me, alas, suffer from a near total-absence of living, breathing, three-dimensional dandies from whom to learn proper style. Nice try, Mike Davis, but nothing in &#8220;City of Quartz&#8221; indicts Los Angeles so thoroughly as our population of fifty-year-old men in hoodies.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Read the whole thing <a href=\"http:\/\/www.kcet.org\/socal\/departures\/landofsunshine\/a-los-angeles-primer\/a-los-angeles-primer-little-tokyo.html\">at KCET Departures<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Little Tokyo sold me on Los Angeles. My northern Californian childhood introduced the delights of San Francisco&#8217;s Japantown, still one of my beloved areas, but every time I go there, it looks to have wearily endured yet another wave of exodus and surrendered to yet another degree of decrepitude. This, of course, makes for its [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[45,27,9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1499","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-a-los-angeles-primer","category-japan","category-los-angeles"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1499","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1499"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1499\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1500,"href":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1499\/revisions\/1500"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1499"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1499"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1499"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}