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Domicile

  • Shopping | Designer
  • Harajuku
Jasmina Mitrovic
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Time Out says

Domicile is a Harajuku staple that’s been open since 2017, sitting somewhere between select shop and gallery. The people behind it are connected to Tokyo’s nightlife and food worlds too, so the whole thing runs like a little ecosystem: fashion, events and culture moving through the same network. The gallery space regularly flips into pop-ups with artists and musicians, and a lot of the best pieces come from that: limited collabs, things made specifically for Tokyo. They have the kind of stuff you won’t see five minutes later on the same street.

The space itself is an architectural sight. Sleek, with traditional foundations, but with dashes that tap into a playful side. The clothing they sell reflects that appearance – nothing in here is boring. If you don’t know where to go in the Tokyo fashion scene and you have a bit of money to spend, start here. The racks at Domicile won’t only make you look cool in Tokyo, but anywhere you land.

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Address
4-28-9 Jingumae, Shibuya
Tokyo
Opening hours:
12noon-8pm daily

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Cuz I’m the Outcast at Domicile Tokyo

‘Cuz I’m the Outcast’ is the first solo exhibition in Tokyo from I Fuck Tokyo, the anonymous photographer who catches the city at the point where everyone stops trying to look respectable. After a friend handed her a film camera on a night out, she began photographing the difference between people’s sober selves and the looser, less self-conscious versions that surfaced after dark. The camera became a way into Tokyo’s young subcultures, while the I Fuck Tokyo persona gave her the freedom to push back against a city that can be notoriously hard to belong to. For this new series, she moves beyond spontaneous street and nightlife photography. Friends and collaborators from fashion and music become characters in staged, surreal scenes built from memories, private conversations and fleeting encounters. The result sits somewhere between document and confession, with all the anger, intimacy and refusal packed into the name I Fuck Tokyo.
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