Having run a beach shop for eight years now, I've been able to observe the shopping practices of the Japanese firsthand.
My summer shop on the island, mainly stocked with accessories and beach clothing, is targeted toward women on vacation.
As I was telling my friend Nobi the other day, I am reluctant to intrude into the shopping experiences of my customers. There is nothing I like less than a pushy salesperson, or one who descends upon you as you walk in the door and then follows you around the store suggesting clothes in styles, fabrics and colors you wouldn't be caught dead in.