Lost In Translation

Wearing: Lover lace dress.

Sitting in the windowsill of my room at the Park Hyatt, overlooking Tokyo.

Melissa and I sat here for hours, sharing a glass of wine or four while catching up on the past year we have been apart. We finally made out way up to the famous New York bar to watch the millions of twinkling lights come out after sunset over Tokyo, to the soundtrack of live jazz. A local businessman showed how are names are written in Japanese over a bottle of champagne. We finally pulled ourselves from the hotel into a cab and the dizzying streets of Shibuya, spending the early hours of the morning singing our worst with strangers at Karaoke Kan.

“Let’s never come here again because it would never be as much fun.” Some nights; are just magic.

Photos by Melissa Findley