TOKYO -- A Sunday afternoon walk on Omotesando, the tree-lined street known as the Champs Elysees of Tokyo, is as good an opportunity as any to see the city’s residents at play.
When my wife Anna and I left the Japanese capital after a five-year posting in the early 1990s, Omotesando at the weekend was an uptight fashion show. Women wore immaculately tailored outfits, mostly navy blue. Men donned linen jackets and pressed trousers. High heels and sharp creases were part of the uniform. So were pearls.