Shibuya is, ostensibly, a microcosm of Tokyo. A space in a constant state of flux. Protean and shape-shifting it gives itself a face lift on a daily basis. In the early noughties it was the center of Japanese youth culture, spearheading the ganguro (dark tan and heavy make up tribe which peaked in the 90s) and gyaru (a Japanese play on the English ‘gal’) movements which morphed into dolly-kei and fairy-kei enclaves years later. Now, as a new decade appears on the horizon, and the Japanese population ages, it has begun to hark back to the olden days when Shibuya was a trading hub serving restaurants and wholesalers.