The House that Love Built

I think I probably live in the coolest house in Japan. Not only do I live here, but so do two of the hottest chicks in Japan - Naomi and Sandy. This country is not always the easiest place to live, which is why having your own little family to come home to is so special. After a hard day of trying to decipher monotonous longwinded stories in appalling broken English its nice to come home to mates who share my pain and who are always willing to listen to me complain, boast, cry or laugh. Sandy, a sexy fellow Australian preserves my Australian humour, makes sure I’m eating my vegetables and maintains my global perspective while Naomi, a gorgeous Brit drags our jokes out of the gutter and provides our house its cosmopolitan edge with that special element of class that only she was born with while, impressing us with inventive recipe ideas creatively dubbed “Naomi specials”.

We three girls have a lot in common, all fabulously sexy, hilariously witty and surprisingly single. We share many common interests, red wine, chocolate, men and vodka. We enjoy similar pastimes, be it sitting in a grimy little pub shouting random Japanese words at a small old Japanese man with a cheeky grin and little to no knowledge of English, necking a Cosmopolitan at a pole dancing club in downtown Shibuya or snuggled up on my bed with a bottle of red absorbed in the Desperate Housewives Omnibus. One thing is for certain we have the most fun together, we look after each other like family and I’m incredibly lucky and grateful for landing such gorgeous, generous and loving mates in such a crazy place.