Colour within the lines

Imagine if I was filthy rich and had a chauffeur ... I'd miss seeing this stuff!  (Actually if I was filthy rich I'd snoop & scribe permanently... anybody want to sponsor me?!).   But back to reality and my subway sojourns... the yellow line was in Tokyo, the green line in Milan.  I love no-brainer, colour-coded clues when I find myself in foreign places trying to fast-track figuring the transit system.

Design MIlan Tokyo

I thought this was a blast

Willy Muller's colourful flower barn has received lots of design press.  I went to Barcelona to see it for myself (as you do when you live half-a-world away). Loved the sandblasted rose detail on the loading docks as well as the use of colourbond.  If you work at one of these 'buildings of interest' then you're quite used to reporters stopping by to smell the roses.  My main man here, Jesus, wanted to know why no one ever took his picture (at least that's what I think he was saying in a hybrid Spanish/Italian 'make it up on the spot' dialog that didn't involve English).   I promised him that he too would be published and I always keep my word.  The big J also ordered me a taxi back to town for which I was most grateful given I was out in a paddock near somewhere close to nowhere.

Design Other Barcelona

Paper wallpaper

You really should study the fine print... the ceiling detail drew my eye into this book store/newsagency in Barcelona.

As a side note:  I love magazines.  I love Mag Nation.  I try not to give my money to a Newsagent these days and have promised myself to only spend my mag money at Mag Nation.  Why?  Well the 'average joe' suburban newsagency in this country is a dusty, messy old dinosaur and they don't deserve my money.   They make no effort to merchandise or even make it slightly interesting.   Now if that's not a retail category that needs a cracker up its morning news I don't know what is.

Tom, Dior, Tod & Friends

Loved the clean lines on this enticing entry designed to embrace the ups and downs of the industry.
Design Fashion Barcelona

Banana smoothie…

If you're shopping with short people then why not make the floor fun and throw in a play pen of plastic bananas for good measure?  The vibrant vinyl also makes it really easy for tall people to figure out where the brand starts and stops.  On a big, busy floor plate I thought this was the pick of the bunch. Bathing Ape concession, Isetan.

Head in the clouds

Storm clouds in Ginza (actually, storm clouds is an understatement - I braved 2 days of typhoonal wind and rain so I could tell you about the Tokyo stuff - when in all reality I could have just stayed dry in the national museum or something normal like that).  This is Diesel Black Label making a merchandising effort.  Just so you know Diesel, I appreciate it.

Diesel Fashion Tokyo

Talkin’ it up in Tokyo

How cute are these future Captains of Industry cutting a deal (with their mothers no doubt!).  Couldn't resist snapping these tech-savvy tots.  Spotted in Ebisu.

Other Tokyo

Forever 21… I wish

It's 4 levels of fashion (I figured that out from the other side of the road).  I liked the fact that you can see this fashion from afar.  It reminded me that I wondered why, when standing on a different street in a different city, had David Jones (the iconic Melbourne dept store undergoing redevelopment) turned their back on Lt Bourke St and internalised their merchandising story?  Who knows... but I'll see if  I can find that pic and post it too.

Forever 21 can be found on the big international brand strip (Top Shop, H&M, Gap etc) in Harajuku.   From what I have read this store does phenomenal foot traffic (1000 lined up for the opening... 1,000,000 through the door in the first 2 months).  Lordy I think I'll call it Forever Cash Up in future.

Forever 21 Fashion Tokyo

More wacky than tacky…

I thought Harajuku Takeshita Street was hilarous (that statement obviously shows my age) - although it wasn't funny when the camera battery went flat (use it 16 hours a day and it will do that). Takeshita Dori is for fast-fashion forward teenagers and emerging brands.  It's also a great people perve and, although it is the width of a sardine tin and just as tightly packed,  you really shouldn't miss it.

Fashion Tokyo

Park your ego at the door & shop till you’re happy

The Factory's recipe for happiness would appear to be 'drop the ego and go eco'.  From my super quick snoop of Tokyo (48 hours)  it seemed to me Harajuku just might be the love child suburb that channels the 60s.  Peace man.