6 posts tagged “bar flower”

This was from a few weeks ago, but it's a good review of that awesome book Bar Flower by Lea Jacobson. Written by the hula hooping queen of Tokyo, Ms. Melissa (she's a grammar queen too, ask her about where to put commas and the difference between "then" and "than").

And this one was good too. I like the opening line:

"Lots of party girls placate themselves by “gathering material” for a memoir that never gets written..." Thankfully, this party girl is not one of them.

Alright, alright, we get it. It's a good book!

Now where's the next one, Lea?

Kazuhide is the proudly ignorant Japanese salaryman who extols advise/publicly shames ex-pats in his monthly column in Japanzine.

The Hostess is a former bar flower who published a memoir of her decadent days and nights as a paid alcoholic.

Here is their face off!

Whoa, something weird's happened. The hits to my blog have gone way up. Someone must have linked me somewhere.

The haters are out. The good thing about haters is that they just run in little circles and then move on. They're questioning Bar Flower's sanity and writing off her story as uninformative. Is that the best they can do?

I'll listen once they've published their level-headed and informative memoirs. That is if they can find a publisher.

 

I think that wonderfully talented chick Lea Jacobson -- who wrote a memoir about her crazy days as a Tokyo nightclub hostess -- is a little mortified about this Cleveland morning radio interview she gave last week. But guess what? It kicks ass. Have a listen here and you'll see what I mean.

You have to fast forward halfway into it past the first call-in interview they have with some airline security person though.

Hey look at this review that some red head in Tokyo wrote!

It's about that really really good book Bar Flower by that awesome ex-hostess Lea Jacobson. You should check it out!

This book FINALLY came out!!!

And it's really good. Really really really good. A wide-eyed, intelligent young American chick comes to Japan, only to have her soul crushed by uptight "we Japanese" traditionalists. She then throws herself into the world of hostessing, and learns a whole lot about herself and the country, realizes it's messed up, then leaves.

Then she falls in love with her life and Japan again. But that's all in post-production.

And it's just insanely entertaining. I command all of you to read it!