Most people know how much of a Seoul snob I am and occasionally when I feel like I’ve been north of the river too often, I’ll take a break for awhile and stay on my side of town. I know, I know, I am a terrible person. Of course exceptions must be made, like when a… Continue reading Power Plant at D Tower
My three weeks in Southern California had been full of sunshine enveloping me, sand between my toes and endless unexpected encounters. Even the least appealing of the places I visited was better than Seoul because it provided the anonymity I craved and a respite from the daily grind. And of course there are boys who wear Mickey… Continue reading Withdrawal
If there was one word to describe Bover Lounge, it would be luxury. The luxury of space, the luxury of time, the luxury of money, the luxury of… well anything really. The place reminds me of the occasional three hour lunches I would have with my tai tai girlfriends in Hong Kong, where they would… Continue reading Girl Date at Bover Lounge
For those of you who actually read this little space on the internet of mine, you’ve probably been wondering what happened. Let’s call it a combination of world weariness and writer’s block combined with a healthy dose of laziness… so I apologise. The thoughts in my head seem to just linger there instead of firing… Continue reading Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
There is something really magical about sunlight streaming through floor to ceiling windows on a freezing cold day, kind of like you’ve taken something that wasn’t meant to be there in the first place. It felt really nice sitting by the window at Bills, basking in the sun indoors despite the strong winds and -11 degrees… Continue reading Brunch at Bills
Two weeks post surgery, ten days back home and finally eating like a normal person except now my doctor has put a heap of food restrictions on me. No gluten, no dairy, no soy, no caffeine, no alcohol and no red meat. I’m not going to lie, as a scotch and steak girl, the last… Continue reading Kimchi Mushroom Fried Rice
I have a few strange quirks I’m going to admit today. The first thing is, I always have to sleep on the side of the bed closest to the door. Doesn’t matter if it’s left or right, it just has to be closest to the door. The other thing is, I have this weird thing… Continue reading Gomtang