FOR MOST OF the week Ichiro Tonogi is a typical salaryman, squeezed anonymously and uncomfortably like millions of Japanese office workers into a plain off-the-rack suit that has the shirt sticking to his back by eight in the morning.
But by the weekend he's transformed into Kimono-man when he dons Japan's traditional costume and strolls around his suburban neighbourhood looking more like a feudal lord than a wage slave. 'It looks and feels a lot better than a suit,' he says, fingering the collar. 'I feel free in this.'