Granted, there are a few good-looking foreign dudes with pretty Japanese girls, but overall, attractive, successful foreign men do far better in their home countries. But in the West, if you’re a handsome, well-spoken guy with a good career, you can date sexy, generative, and highly successful women.
Then a few months later, I met a Japanese girl in a club in Roppongi.
She was short and cute, and as the night progressed we ended up outside, walking down the street.
Well obviously that sucks, so it makes more sense for her to stay at home and take care of the house and kids. Once her family and friends hear about you lazing around the house on the weekends, or out riding your skateboard or whatever, they’ll pressure you to get a second job, or at least work in the garden. Takeda-san raises all the vegetables for his family. Hope you like hoeing turnips, cause that’s all the hoeing you’re gonna be doing for a long, long time. So after you finish tilling the earth, you better head off to teach a weekends-worth of corporate classes. They’re merely flip-sides of the same coin, only one wears a suit while the other puts on fake eyelashes and a push-up bra.
Don’t worry, she’ll make this quite clear as time goes on. Put enough make-up and hairspray on a soccer ball and it’d look pretty good too. I’ve heard foreign women complain that they can’t meet Japanese men, but eh, I’m not so sure.
In that case, it’d probably be in everyone’s best interest not to show her this article, really.
In the end, Japanese women aren’t simple and gullible, although they’re good at pretending to be.
Everybody loves them when they’re up on stage or out on parade.
And all right, maybe if you’re drunk enough, you might try sleeping with “one of them,” just to see what it’s like. First of all, this is an article from a guy’s perspective.
Overcoming the racial stereotypes and just being treated as a normal person is a big barrier. Chicks dig a guy with the ability to smuggle ET to safety. I call him Tim-Bob, because the first time we met, I thought his name was Tim, and the second time I thought his name was Robert. Anyway, Tim-Bob was halfway into his fourth drink and onto a familiar lamentation about his Japanese wife. Your wife can’t make more, since she’s a Japanese woman, but Oh, you sure can. Identical in every way – not exactly fountains of energy and interesting conversation, if you know what I mean.
Then, consider what most women want in a partner: someone financially secure, respected in society, and with whom they can build a family. Driving a sweet Mercedes through the middle of Shibuya. Then after we became friends he finally told me, “” Turns out I’d been calling him by the wrong names for about a year. “” So the deal is, if your wife has a job, she’s likely to be stuck in a low-paying position where she works every day until 11 p.m. Plus, now suddenly she’s pregnant again, and you need a car, and junior’s not going to survive on them turnips alone. And when it comes to solving relationship problems, they’re fully equipped with a skill-set that includes such gems as sulking, pouting, and passive aggression.
Outside of Irish bars, international parties and the like, in the society at large – and I hate to say this, but well – foreigners are not highly regarded in Japan, including by Japanese women.