Monday, April 7, 2014

cities you'll never see on screen

{and you know we're on each other's team}

Sometimes, you just a need a night filled with subpar alcohol and all the fiendishness it unleashes. Unexpectedly emotional and lengthy confessions, varying degrees of mental breakdowns and about a billion (give or take) harshly-lit 240p quality photos with your people. Good, better, best.

{of freedom and of pleasure 
nothing ever lasts forever}

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

so it goes

i hate fighting. as a matter of a fact, i abhor it. i really, really do.

but if i'm thrust in the ring, bright lights ablazing, faced with readied opponents fighting a fight with no discernible end in sight unless i throw some punches then i'm just going to have to brace myself and get ready, aren't i.

here goes nothin'.

Friday, March 7, 2014

it's been so long

{you love her
but her kiss is a lie

you kiss her 
but your love is a lie}

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

wham bam thank you fam

As quickly as the holiday season came, it left. On a jet plane. Crumbling my soul in the process. It also cranked my drama-quotient up 110%. Excuse me as I collapse into a heaving heap of emotions.

my holiday happiness
munchkin #1 and #2, reporting for duty!

I maintain that being celebratory is a state of mind. Which is why our first holiday gathering started in November because it's neeeeeever too early for holiday cheer! Or presents. It's always time for presents.

(it was a success. squeals were squealed.)

The main action really only started happening at the more appropriate time frame of late December.  Firstly, I had my family back! We were complete for 10 glorious days! Exclamation point!!!!

We held our first official Christmas party at home, with our very first official Christmas Tree! Yes, capitalised Tree because I Am Excited About Fake Pine Trees. Of course, I decorated the living daylights (ah ha ha) out of that tree and I loved every moment of it. Scouring the Xmas markets, exploring obscure malls for the sparkliest decorations available and spending too much time arranging and rearranging and rearranging the ornaments some more - yup, every spangly moment.

one, two, tree.
i look forward to making a tree-dition out of you

happy new y-ear, my gems. 

all that glitters

There were also a bunch of pre and post Christmas parties. Seriously, the people around me just love finding any excuse to ingest an absurd amount of ham and that works for me because hey, I could never hate on overindulgence and okay, let's be real, xmas is a pretty darn magical time of year.

brunch party
pancakes are way better than fruitcakes

we resolved to resolve

I spent a lot of time with my nephew and niece in my lap/ trying to get them in my lap/ trying to smother them with ALL THE KISSES, ALL OF THEM and my success rate was a respectable 75%. Seeing them for two weeks in a year is certainly far from satisfactory so the urge to squish them senseless is heightened every time we're together. I will never get sick of hearing them squeal "小姨~", especially when paired with a running hug. YES, HONEYS? YES???


hugs all round ft bliss going 'o-kay xiaoyi lemme g-o'

my squishy

pocket princesses ft my giant head

Who knows what will happen in the afterlife, or if there even is an afterlife, but I do know this - "A happy family is but an earlier heaven", and for that, I am grateful for my little piece of heaven.

Saturday, February 8, 2014

that's seoul ravin'

For someone who claims to love Korean pop music as much as I do (I do dedicate half my waking life to [waxing lyrical] about these gene pool lottery winners), it's preposterous that I had never visited Korea prior to last year. I mean, some would almost consider that shameful.

We were thoroughly spoiled by the perpetual perfect combination of a light breeze and soft sunshine cutting through the barely nippy weather. Early Fall in Seoul was just that glorious and I will admit right now to skipping down more than one cobblestone street in glee solely because I live for dat Fall-time breeze, okay.

What I didn't quite expect though, was the absurd atrocious NO REALLY WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE amount of walking we had to do. Oh for the love of all things good and holy believe me when I say that there. was. a. lot. of. walking. Let's not speak of me buying too-big foot cushions from 7/11 in Garosu-gil and then unglamorously trying to stick it in my heeled boots as an attempt to salvage my aching feet. Let's also not speak of me eventually caving to my growing limp later on that very same day in Myeongdong as I went against my sensibilities and bought a pair of outlandishly [glittery toms]. Let's just not.

P.S. Two weeks after returning from Seoul, my right heel was still sore.Yup, being in your mid-20s is not fun.

well if you insist. who are we to disagree-ee-ee?

Eat, we did. We chowed down on fake food,

is it... cardboard flavored?

And then some.

meat and you always, and forever

A good chunk of our time was spent in Hongdae. Confession: I rooted myself at the [3ce] section of stylenanda for far, far too long, swatching everything in sight. [Sora]! Pretty colors! I am weak.

Meandering, getting a feel of youth culture, eating an unholy amount of patbingsu and drinking more mediocre coffee than ever was the name of our Hongdae game. The coffee/ cafe culture in Seoul is extremely prevalent, with a quirky kitschy industrial concrete-floored one at every turn, especially in Hongdae.

The best coffee we had was at [Paul Bassett] near E-dae, though I believe he has outposts in Gangnam as well. While I'm on the topic of recommendations, oh my goodness the patbingsu. My friend from college took us out for some good ol' 치맥 chi-maek (portmanteau for chicken and maekju, which basically is chicken & beer) and patbingsu and even though we were stuffed UP TO HERE *points to throat* with chicken and beer, we promptly finished off 2 entire portions of patbingsu after dinner. It was that good. So good that these two direction donkeys (that's us, btw) set off to hunt for it again the very next day and getting lost for that patbingsu was worth every wrong turn. At this point, I should tell you the name of this place, shouldn't I. It's [옥루몽 ok ru mong] and it is the best icy goodness (paired with fresh, smooth, sweetened red beans topped with perfectly bouncy mochi) you will ever put in your mouth annnd I am now hungry. Good job, me.

spot the tourists!

coffee, tea, cake, beer... and me in a giant mirror.

legendary patbingsu at ok ru mong

My favorite part of Seoul though? Garosu-gil. Garosu-gil was utterly, completely delightful. It was a treat just walking down the gorgeous, tree-lined streets of Garosu and the fact that apparently a disproportionately large amount of pretty people come out of the woodwork on weekends certainly helped. We spent the better part of our Saturday people-watching and trying our best to tuck the tourists in us away from sight.

clearly, we were not part of the pretty people posse 

While there, I also attempted an #OOTD. Hashtag.

(spoiler, i failed.)

Also, selfies. (or should I say...

... seoulfies)

We ate a disgusting amount of food throughout our trip, as we do. A lot of it is documented in the vlog but unfortunately, my memory card ran out of space as we treated ourselves to [jung sik dang]. When we vacation, we try to have one nice-ish meal and this time, we decided on jung sik dang. An intimate restaurant in a quiet part of Apgujeong, we enjoyed every last bit of the immaculate presentation, thoughtfully put together flavors and excellent service. In short, this was pretty damn good.

look ma, fancy korean food

you. too.

 서울, 난 니가 좋아 [x]

비디오 / 서울 2013 
bi-di-eo / seoul 2013

Thursday, January 16, 2014

escape artist

when did i become so exceptionally escapist?

this time, let's not ignore the voice inside your head that's saying
"since always, you coward."

Saturday, January 4, 2014

the rest/ the best

{may we get what we want, 
 but never what we deserve.}

 2014, let's do this.

Friday, December 27, 2013

ninjabread house

a very merry christmas 
from my squatting, eye rubbing, cheeky smirking clan.

[and i wouldn't have it any other way]

Monday, December 16, 2013


In a completely unsurprising turn of events, I went to Taiwan. Yes, again. Need I really say more about how I feel about Taiwan? Need I? No. I need not. But I will. IT'S MY PARTY AND I'LL PEN EXAGGERATED BLOG POSTS DESCRIBING MY UNENDING LOVE FOR TAIWAN IF I WANT TO. Indulge me.

This trip was a trip for the soul. The chicken soup hot milo of vacations, if you will. So warm, incredibly comforting and by the time you're finished you're stupidly holding the empty cup, desperately trying to shake what's left of it into your mouth just wanting, no -  needing, to relish every last malt chocolatey drop.

Like I said, indulge me.

{get up and go}

You know how sometimes you need a holiday from a holiday? Not this one.

We would shop for half an hour and then decide that that warranted an hour's rest, gorging ourselves on multi-flavored waffles and coffee in the meantime. We would end our day's activities at 5PM and lounge around in the hotel, nursing glass after glass of choya with early 2000s R&B playing in the background before finally deciding to head out for the night. With the intensity and fervor of what would normally be reserved for world affairs, we spent hours discussing and making our very vital, very lengthy lists. In between gargantuan meals of hotpot (read: a zillion 蛋饺s) and sampling bites from every alternate food store at the night market, we would happily fill our time and tummies with an absurd amount of skewered processed food from the convenience store. We would also  fall asleep at a moment's notice, oblivious to the city we were supposed to experience annnnnd... Okay this part was just Dith.

you sua, mee sua

(actually tofu. but also magical.)

無老鍋 i think you mean ooooooh 老鍋

i'm a crepe, i'm a weirdough

We also went out and you know, fell further.

a disarmingly accurate representation of our saturday night

can we go back, this is the moment 
tonight is the night, we'll fight till its over 
so we put our hands up 
like the ceiling can't hold us 

It was a good night, y'all. I've tried this paragraph like oh, twenty times. Each time trying an increasingly pretentious version (it was a night that took us places and showed us faces... yeah, i know -_-) but it was just one of those nights where everything and everyone fell into place to create pure, unadulterated good times.

However, our old bones didn't handle it quite as well. Let's just say that our bodies only felt ready to return to the streets of Taipei at 4PM the next day.

my people

my people being social but not very sociable

barely making it through my first (ever!) foot massage

this 麻糬 was so nice we bought it twice
(in the span of fifteen minutes, too)

I came away from this holiday with a profound (just go with it) sense of enlightenment in many ways and an even deeper affection for my most treasured city only made better by being with my best friends.

I have long resigned myself to a life of loving Taiwan hopelessly from afar but leaving it never gets easier. T-dub, till we're reunited again? I'll be right here pining.

vpcd x tpe 
{all roads lead to 25°02′N 121°38′E}

Tuesday, December 3, 2013