I put the "eff you" in FUN

Cut in line today

2010-06-20T14:11:00.000-07:00

(AA Lace tee and interlock mini-skirt, YSL Tribute sandals, H&M elephant necklace)

A little sneak-a-peek to your bustier always guarantees a cut in line BUT that's not how I play the game. See, I always avoid the elderly cos they have high moral standards (and a weapon aka a cane) to rebuke a young hooligan like me in public should I shove grandma to the ground. Avoid the middle of the line cos people there are often freakin' out whether or not they'd make the cut-off guestlist for free-entry anywhere. Jumpin' in front of tourists is the best cos they don't know how we do it, they often don't speak Engrish and they aren't gonna put up a fight against 6ft tall women. The best however, has got to be the FRONT of the line. Whether I call on my VIP host or just saunter in where peeps are gasping at how outrageous I can be, I always cheekily tell them to relax since they're gettin' in after me anyway. Teehee.

You don't need 24/7 updates!

2010-06-15T19:25:00.000-07:00

(Se Hotel, TKent's Colin)

When life gives you lemons, squeeze them into your caipirinha and get crunk! Ignoring round-the-clock news (especially when it leaves me in a permanent state of suspense and anxiety with a remote connection to countries I can't pronounce) I turned off my crackberry. You heard me. I-did-it! I spent a powder-free day at Se Hotel's deck in H&M bikini separates then Steve Lawler: Intervention at the Hard Rock. Note to gringos, gwai-los and phirangs: If you want to have an Asian themed hotel with an Asian name - "Se," which means the number "four" coincidentally rhyming with the word DEATH in Chinese is NOT the way to go. Shame on you. Lolz with my peeps. Peace!

Expand your life span

2010-06-11T01:36:00.000-07:00

(Syrah, 5th avenue)

I've decided that an asian girl's shelf-life is til she's 40. We people just don't age. Ever. I swear the karate masters in movies just never die - it's the same whisker-beard guy in every movie teaching new kids how to catch flies with his chopsticks. But if rats live 33% longer on a very low calorie diet, doesn't that apply to humans? The less free radical damage to my cellular hoo-hah I have, the better. So we stuck to a glass of red wine at Syrah to boost our heart and laughter, then a fondue dinner at the Melting Pot upstairs with a dash of melted chocolate goodness. Did I mention that this wine bar is "Alice in Wonderland" themed? Yall gotta tumble down the rabbit hole into the right door to get in here? No one knows how this free-radical mechanism works anyhow so I'm ploughing cautiously but forward nonetheless.

We be steady mobbin'

2010-06-10T10:22:00.000-07:00

(YSL gold Tribute sandals)

I'm a terrible photographer, I know. I'll just stick to my strengths in selling 4 pairs of shoes to pay for these babies that just went on sale in Neimans. Who's a boss now?

Order an impossible pizza

2010-06-09T12:09:00.000-07:00

(Emporio Armani watch)

Stripped bare of fluffy/wuffy decor, the old warehouse transformed into a bar serving thin crust pizza makes living right across from Basic REEEEEAL dangerous. But ordering garlic white pizza with baby clams, mushrooms, mash-taters, ricotta reeeeeal easy. Would like some cheerios on that to make'm crunchy with the gooey texture of the clam. Either way, this place is poppin' come 11pm and I'm heading there after work - in my England gear. Sweet Charriooott....

Improve your signature today.

2010-06-09T00:28:00.000-07:00

(LF woven top, Millau. Jeffrey Campbell, Zebra Ticks. Purse, MNG. Skirt, Forever21 dress cut-up. Turquoise bracelet, Vintage.)

Mixing prints. Hard to do when you're over 100lbs but I'm tryin' to improve my signature today. In an increasingly digitized society when you're defined by your social security number (that I don't have) and bank account numbers, your signature is the very last crumb of your individuality. I'm letting other great historical signatures inspire mine, but I'ma refine is constantly, and above all, take pride in mis-matching my style. Touche away!

Mi Casa es su casa!

2010-06-08T13:52:00.000-07:00

(Metrome, East Village)

Hectic week moving 8 boxes into this loft, then house-broke it with some peri-peri chicken and naan bread. Trying to relax by doing everything backwards today - started the day off with some cheese+crackers, a siesta, then handing in some forms at 11am and letting the office-people know it's "Good night" then whizzing off to start my internship at 3pm. Wonderful topsy-turvy fall down the rabbit hole.

A little fun in the sun

2010-06-01T03:55:00.000-07:00

(H&M sheer white cover up with sequins. Leopard print bikini, Thailand)

I'm slap on sun tan religiously and will pool it without ze make up the entire day. Nothing is more annoying than having mascara drip down your face, Chanel in Beige clog up your pores and then making up excuses not to dive into the water. No-no. Au natural, baby. What IS to die for is the man-candy wrapped around your arm. Lucky me.

Sorry for graduating.

2010-05-31T18:57:00.000-07:00

Sorry for disappearing! I was busy graduatin' and now I be steady mobbin'. I may never use my major but I'ma get to the money. Me and my nude patent Steve Maddens stomped the entire school trying to find parking. Thanks, USD.

Blue sky day

2010-05-19T20:12:00.000-07:00

(Chanel jewelry, Jenny.)

Today I'm forgetting about the practicalities and deciding what I really want out of life. To rule the world? To fly? To have a third nipple? Clearly my lover saw through my lies of world peace and justice with a surprise gift of a FENTON/FALLON for J.Crew gold/silver tassels - the last one before their limited edition collection went off the website. Score! Bet you'll be ebay-ing me right now, tee hee! Nothing draws more attn than chiming into a room with yo bling all wrapped around eachother.

What Will Women Do

2010-05-18T21:31:00.000-07:00

Watch out for our TV show! A rip-off Kalam Nawa3em.

Don't waste the 4 minutes and 22 seconds on average...

2010-05-18T21:24:00.000-07:00

(Con Pane Rustic Breads & Cafe, Point Loma)

I've developed a sacred morning ritual. At 8am I hit the snooze button and curl into the armpit of my loved one. I hop out of bed at 1oam, smear on some Youthtopia and scurry out the door to scavenge for my first meal. I was a little skeptical about Con Pane Rustic Breads & Cafe because they served mainly bread, and well... I'm a little on the yellow side and I like my carbs in a noodle/rice form, thank you very much BUT their Italian won over my icky ficky tastebuds. I shimmer over to el banco to withdraw some moolah and pay my dues only to realize that it's 12pm and I have the whole day ahead of me. Time flies by, especially when you're eating and when you're on the toilet (4 minutes, 22 secs precisely!)- so, let's use that time to do something productive. I like to read philosophical thoughts on the existence of God or wrap graduation presents while I'm givin' birth to a brown bat but that's just me.

2010-05-16T16:05:00.000-07:00

Deadmau5, Some Chords.

If you haven't been studying to this already, then this should distract you puh-len-tay

No sense day 1: Tasteless

2010-05-16T03:55:00.000-07:00

(Urban Solace, North Park.)

Comfort food yallll - what I mean is that whatever I munchmunch goes straight down these large intestines to my ASS. Place to be IS Urban Solace and their duckeroni (ya hurrrd it from me, mac+cheese with blue cheese and duck confit) and their jidori chicken, beef cheeks, sweet potato fries - anything over 1200 cal. they have it! But what I wanna draw attn to today is senses. Imagine living without ONE sense of your choice. That's hard. I can't imagine not being able to see and smell... so maybe I'd sacrifice taste. Hell, I'd never know what tasted "good" from "bad" - whether my carrots need ranch or my bacon needs eggs. I'd probably end up being a size nothing with no taste buds, living solely on the tasteless cardboard diet crap people try to pretend they enjoy. But then again I wouldn't know what a kiss tasted like, or remember what it was like to have my first pie. Hard choice, innit?

2010-05-15T11:29:00.000-07:00

Gold studded Doctor's bag from a Bangkok boutique store

Size: Medium

Handle: Arm, not shoulder strap.

- Zip at the top and at the bottom too
- Patent leather

Price: $80

Deny what's Heaven Scent

2010-05-15T00:07:00.000-07:00

(Heaven Scent, North Park.)

I will diediedie without a whiff of Chocolate and black oolong tea. I don't think I can live without those two items a day - so today I'm going without it. Even at the sight of the infamous Irish Angel cake. SNARRRRRRRRLLLL I don't think North Park has seen a grumpier Asian baby. I kicked trash cans, roared at puppies, and even almost shoved a 5-year-old into a lamp post. But instead, I drove my deprived ass down the street to Urban Solace to appreciate what I DO have. I can smell the beef cheeks and sweet yams broiling, laugh at the fact that my girl friends are stressing out about their graduation dresses and tither back to the parking lot in $200 Jeffrey CHAMP-bells. I'm hella lucky. Once again, gracias to whoever's up there.

Howl when the deer blinks

2010-05-13T18:28:00.000-07:00

(Noble Experiment, G street.)

Sorry for the blurries! Had to sneaky-sneak-sneak snap these photos in San Deezy's only CLASSY speakeasy that seats 35 people max and is RSVP only. Located in can'ttellyou with a secret door that leads you to a cozy room with 455 cocktails AND my new favorite being the 3 colored mojito Queen Choice Swizzle and their ginger candies I'm paying homage to the prohibition days. Today I'm being grateful. I'm thanking every breath I can take, every dollar I can spend, every moment I have with my homeboys knowing that I can get home into a warm bed tonight. I'm thanking the man who put a tree of a mint sprig in my drink, the bum who gave me change to buy my midnight munchies with, and the people at Mercedes-Benz for not overcharging me for the scratch on my door. Thank you.

2010-05-12T00:22:00.000-07:00

COACH signature woven-straw bag with gold leather accents

Size: 12.5" Length / 9" Height / 5.25" Width /10.5" Bottom

Price: $150

Condition: Barely used.

Greetings from Sin City

2010-05-09T19:08:00.000-07:00

(Asymmetric rayon dress, BeBe. Gold dangly earrings and armband, Indian street market. Crown and wings ring, ADORABLE)

My name is Ploi but you can call me God. I'm currently night-crawlin' sin city participating in activities that may or may not have been recorded by the security cameraa in dark alleyways and in between the lines of the Luxor and Mandalay Bay hotel. But I do know that I turned $20 to $250 - but unlike Jesus and the multiplying fish, I'm not donating my winnings to charity. Instead they are going straight to my savings (yeah!) that will soon be spent on the J. Crew FENTON/FALLON gold chain jewelry collection.

Make a smile Make a smile.

2010-05-06T22:09:00.000-07:00

Thank you, Calvin Harris. For the Mika "We are Golden" remix.

STOP! to smell some flowers

2010-05-06T22:01:00.000-07:00

(Topshop Summer 2009 dress, Zara silk+cotton cardi, Steve Madden "Slider" in Gold. Cartier Ballon Bleu)

I'm thinking bout hiring Jenny Papp as my official photographer. This girl makes my make-up free, unkempt hair look peaches and cream when what I really need is a siesta. In fact, I'm currently experimenting with the concept of siesta. Therefore, any issues, no matter how important (interviews, yes, YOU) will have to wait to be brought before me between the hours of 11am to 3pm. If I like this, I will start doing this every day. In fact, when posed the question "Are you a responsible hard worker?" I jokingly responded with a, "Not really. But I have to be. Next question, por favor?" Gutsy, stupid, but totally Ploi. Thankfully, my sarcasm pulled through and my resume had my back. But for now? Zzzzzz.

La Dolce Vita

2010-05-04T23:55:00.000-07:00

(H&M dress, Zara booties, turquoise cross ring)

Should one would like to "own" the day ala Miss Kelsey Fields, one must know all the shenanigans that are occurring right this minute as we engage in this blog. In fact, right now: a bomb suspect got on an international flight, Iron Man 2 is launching, 1 in 3 women are being domestically abused in the world, my text is bleeping next to me in my 8pm class and Kelsey Fields is the epitome of the independent, fiesty son-ova-gun that I aspire to be. All sass and blonde, this FEMALE is going to LA to become an actress after I pawn her of her fierce fashion sense and love of leopard prints. We'll save the world and look good doin' it too. In the meantime, we'll take on the role of being inexpensively chic.

BFF

2010-05-03T00:12:00.000-07:00

BFFS - also known as butt f*cking friends. But forreals - sorry for neglecting my blog and the readers (yes... all 456 of you this month, even if its been the SAME person refreshing this page 456 times) but nothing moves when Sush (Natasha) comes to visit. The charitable, down-to-earth, generous Stanford almost-graduate came down for a hike in the Torrey Pines reserve, a kayaking trip where we screamed at every sea lion that came up and ate at every restaurant there was under $10 each - made my weekend. With that said, I do vow to visit the Cheese Shop in La Jolla more, and get my stamina back up to hiking a damn mountain without dying at the first 0.0001 mile. Dang you, cigarillos!

Rah Rah - I'm a T-Rex

2010-04-29T21:26:00.000-07:00

(City super-villains shirt, Brooklyn Industry)

Carnivorous day! Showing our domination on the earth to a diet of high-protein raw meat. I'm not a vegetarianistic limp-wristed hippy. I'm regaining my red blood cells. In fact, who's to say that I don't like my veggies just because I eat what a T-rex does? During times like this where pygmies in Congo are being hunted as game meat, an appetizer of affettato misto without our Saudi friends just seem so much more normal. And delicious. Thanks, Francesco at Mamma Mia's. Also, note my fat baby's shirt of the rat and pigeon canoodling. Any city's villains demonstrating their power. Let's eat them too.

get a LIFE coach aka someone warm and fuzzy like ME!

2010-04-28T21:39:00.000-07:00

(LV Damier "Neverfull", Jeffrey Campbell Mary Rocks in Nude, Sweet Romeo beige sweater, vintage shirt)

This is what a typical life coach should look like: busy busy busy. If you haven't managed to do everything I've been listing on my blog then you really needa GET A LIFE NOW. I'm here to give advice about sortin' out your priorities and acting out on them. I'd like to say that my priority right now is to get money, get paid. But in reality, what I REALLY want to do is to stomp this beezy who lives opposite my boyfurrend's house who enjoys screaming at innocent passer-bys, (aka ME and boyfriendies roommates) threatening tickets on our cars parked on OUR side of the dang road, and being a miserable wart on the whole. In fact, I would enjoy stomping on her chugly face (chubby+ugly) with my Jeff Camps... except that they're light suede, have 3 inchers, and cost a pretty penny - she's just so not worth it. And life moves on. Peace be with you and Ga-Ga bless.

Improve your signature today

2010-04-26T21:23:00.000-07:00

All photos courtesy of Kiera Lillesve, USD student. Go to her website here.

Let's just say that when I was 19 I was sitting at the back of the class wondering why boys my age weren't texting me back. Clearly I should've been investing my day-dreams into scouring thrift stores, core-strength training and working at LF to get discounts on Jeffrey Campbell Clinics like these little gems. All students from USD and all talented (as always!). You can't hate on a gifted photographer who catches the youth in us as it consumes the flames by which it was nourished by and scholarship students-by-day and size 0 models-by-night - all whom have asked me if I would like to collaborate with them for a professional shoot. Let's just say I graciously obliged. Am honored. Am humbled. And am excited. Would like to put my mark on this world and will do it through making y'all voyeurs. Watcher-out!

Throw away something that you like

2010-04-26T21:05:00.000-07:00

(YSL mascara "Singulier", Neutrogena eye-quad in Tea Biscuit, Chanel "Teint Innocence" in Beige, L'Oreal lipstick in Berry, Muji pens, Chanel wallet)

As you can see, *ahem* I'm a make-up fiend. I'm not hideous when I wake up, I just want to keep an array of colors in my purse for post-slumber party pre-school situations. Along with my crackberry, Airwaves chews-gum, nasal inhaler and what not, they constitute the very reason I exist. SO what would I be able to do without? I wish I could say my embarrassing memories are kept locked up in a powder compact, because getting rid of the time I stuck sequins on my teeth to pretend I had braces would enhance my marketability to the male species and potential friends. Nonetheless, I can honestly say I can do without ALL that's in my purse (which doesn't mean that I'm going to try and live a day without them! Teehee) BUT living material-free and with disciplined desires for a day wouldn't kill me. I am Buddhist after all. *bows*

2010-04-25T22:07:00.000-07:00

ASOS T-strap high heeled sandal

Size: EU 40, US 9, UK 7

Height: 5 inch heel, 1 inch platform

New, without label

Price: $35

Treasure Memories day

2010-04-25T19:53:00.000-07:00

(Crochet dress, H&M. Leopard gladiators, Sam Edelman. Leather intraciatto hobo, Flea market. Vintage Native American jewelry)

Farmer's market in Hillcrest then ArtWalk in Little Italy today. Like any normal sunny warm-but-not-beach-warm day, the petit ami and I strolled down lanes of home-made gourmet food while I drooled over every coconut and cinnamon cake pastry thing. Often people find that they cam remember the faces of casual acquaintances perfectly even years later, like the Lebanese man selling pita chips or the mulato who serves me my collard greens. But not remember those of their departed, nearest, and dearest. I'm guarding against the mark of time by taking a good look at my loved one and his features today, squinting under the sun with his long lashes brushing on his soft cheeks.

Choose your motto and live by it

2010-04-24T22:01:00.000-07:00

(Leopard tunic, H&M. Mineral wash denim running shorts, AA. Black calf-hair Mariel, Jeffrey Campbell. Skull necklace, ADORABLE.)

(Pink shirt, FCUK. Canvas pants, UNIQLO straight leg.)

I'm an avid supporter of using cheesy mottos to close interviews with... which would maybe explain why I haven't been offered a proper job yet. There are certainly some hardcore ones out there, like MALO MORI QUAM FOE DARI which means "Better Death Than Disgrace" and NEC TIMEO NEC SPERNO which is "I Neither Fear Nor Despise." But my favorite one this year is from my own blood and paisa, Neil, who actively seeks out to live true to his "Neil Rajpal is a champagne slut" motto. Always generous with the bubbly, always proving deeds over words, and always fun and festive - I chose to live my his motto last night. I was obeying, but not as a slave to time and duties. Rewarding.

2010-04-24T21:43:00.000-07:00

Zara black satin peep-toe pumps with gold lining.

Size: US 9, EU 40.

Heel height: 4 inch.

Price: $35

Humility day

2010-04-23T10:47:00.000-07:00

Florence + The Machine "You got the love" XX remix

What an eargasm. The Candi Staton version on Sex and the City brings back fond memories of a balcony overlooking the kung fu hustle-bustle of Mongkok while my nails are being adorned with gems and flower stick-ons. Today is the day I'm humble - WTF right? Well put it this way - there was a 1 in a 6 billion chance that my parents would have ever met and a 1 in a 90 million chance that that lucky sperm made it to the egg and an even 1 in 140 trillion chance that the Earth even stood a chance to exist. I may be the master of my fate but I'm pretty darn lucky to be here in the first place. Thanks, cosmic powers swirling around me.

BRO-Chella

2010-04-22T20:54:00.000-07:00

@ Coachella. David Guetta.

I acted like I was worth millions this weekend (DUH!) Only my boys know the difference. Booked a suite, valet the car tipping in $10 bills, enjoy the free drinks without gambling, and waltzed straight into the front of every line and waved at the DJs like we knew'em. Score. I was only humbled by Jay-HOVA himself and the Queen B. Sigh.

Make a speech

2010-04-14T21:31:00.000-07:00

Phil's BBQ, Sports Arena

Nothing beats a good ol' mom and pops type bbq meal before class with my lover listenin' to some good choons in the Acura before trekking to class with a vanilla latte in hand and Longchamp tote over one shoulder. I started ranting on about the way our school is tryina include "diversity" among the student population by introducing segregated preceptorial classes for freshmen where they would be assigned a preceptor according to their "race". Helloooow!?? Might as well be in the 20s! My love was just watching me get all heated up as I Obama'ed my way through my points and realized that well... I'm just throwing out speeches today like the President.

Also a mash-up that makes my giddy like a kiddy:

PunkRoses from the Hype Machine.

Count your blessings

2010-04-12T21:53:00.000-07:00

Voyeur, Downtown.

(LF beige vest, AA disco mini-skirt, Jeffrey Campbell "Cheetah" Tick wedges, ADORABLE skull necklace)

(Zara shirt, D&G jeans, Louis Vuitton belt, Neil. Boss shirt, Zara jeans, Akshay. John Galliano shirt, Chopard Mille Miglia GT, Tamer.)

I live for chaos and my pirate life goes on. I'll mosh, dodge and breath second handed chronic just so that I'll meet new people who can harpoon my instigating, mischief-lovin', trouble-makin', sweet-talkin' ass. In the great hubbub of life, we often forget to pause and consider how lucky we are. Today, I'ma assess this scientifically:

10 points for being alive, 9 points for being in good health, 6 points for having regular sex and 8 for having regular bowel movements. I'm still waiting to find God and myself, so until then, I'm tapping myself on my back and congratulating my luck. I'm gonna make sure I dedicate my time and efforts to make sure those not as lucky as me can still count their blessings.

Learn a poem by heart

2010-04-11T19:05:00.000-07:00

Rockaway Court, Mission Beach

(Black mini-skirt, American Apparel. Drape sweater, BCBG. Sheets, Calvin Klein)

I can regurgitate the entire textbook on globalization and glocalization, sing every Lauryn Hill song ever recorded, know what's in the fridge while I'm at Trader Joes and still can't recite Shakespeare's Sonnet 73. Asides from having impeccable memory (haha!) what is the point in reciting Shakespeare? My brain is "consumed with that which it was nourish'd by"- adding lustre to the good moments and illumination in the bad. As soon as I memorize Shakespeare, I own it. I may not know what every line means at the time, nor have the time to dissect it... but I will eventually. When I'm waiting for the bus, counting down the minutes until he opens the door with chocolates for me, before a test... I go through the rhythms, harmony, words, patterns, structure - organizing my sensory experience and truly appreciating the power of my mind. All minds.

Celebrating Womanhood day - by dancing in the kitchen

2010-04-10T13:23:00.000-07:00

Chef Jamie Oliver and students from Marshall Univ. on ABC Family

Inspired? Today I'm celebrating my mother's birthday and my womanhood by doing that which I can only do (asides from give birth, gross. Not that anytime soon/now) - to cook. And dance. At the same time. Because these hips don't lie and the female brain can entertain two contradictory thoughts simultaneously. We can stay at home from work with a "headache," make the foods we enjoy, have multiple big Os and open our hearts. Touche. I'd stay a woman ANY DAY. Thanks Mom.

Stockpile as much free sugar day

2010-04-09T19:11:00.000-07:00

Big Joy Family, Convoy St.

(Moleskin planner, Apple coffee cake and Vietnamese drip iced coffee)

Sugar, spice and everything nice! That's what little Plois are made of. Did you know that the normal Thai diet consists of condensed milk and coconut cream? There's no better coffee sweetener than a dollop of condensed milk swirling down your cup straight into your arteries. Then again, a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down. And spicy food. And to rid your mouth of dirtydirty words. AND you can get it for free! Why pay for it at the store when it's being handed out freely in cafes, restaurants, bakeries etc. Get on out there and stockpile as much free sugar as you can - in the meantime, I'm storing them in these baby-bearing hips.

Joining the unemPLOYment with STYLE

2010-04-07T21:31:00.000-07:00

Mong Kok Argyle Center, Hong Kong.

(Blouse, Zara. Pleather leggings, some bondage store in Belgium. Reva flats, Tory Burch. Chanel backpack Vintage '70s)

I'm dedicating myself to giving YOU advice on how to live a meaningful life. That's right, daaahlings. You don't need to be a young-money-millionaire to have funsies. I want to poke and provoke your daily routine, each day of this year to make it seem like the first day of your entire life. Credits to Benrik's "This Book Will Change Your Life - 365 Daily Instructions for Hysterical Living" - I'm documenting myself going through every instruction until I complete them all. Please come with me? Fank yiuuuu!

Fun Diego

2010-04-06T23:14:00.000-07:00

(Neil at Voyeur, Sunset Cliffs at Point Loma)

Mondays are $1 sake-bombs at PB Sushi, Taco Tuesdays are at Fred's in PB, Wednesdays at Sidebar, Thursdays are 'Comber and Sandbar, Fridays' reserved for my lover making tilapia filets for dindins, and Saturdays are dedicated to preying for some technotechno. AND YES, you're allowed to wear last night's clothes to breakfast. You just can't SMELL like last night. I've developed a morning ritual - I wake up at exactly 7am to punch snooze and dab on some Lancome Absolue Yeux to go back to sleepsies.

They lied about the weather

2010-04-05T15:45:00.000-07:00

(Shirt, Tank Theory)

We live where you Spring Break. Except today when the rain-rain just won't go away. It's a rosemary bread and scrambled eggs at The Mission then an almond pastry at Zanzibar kinda day. We're pretending to do research on the economy of Brazil when we're really watching old Bollywood movies pretending this Monday is a lazy Sunday. School? What school?

I scream for ice-cream

2010-04-04T22:58:00.000-07:00

(Chocolat, San Diego.)

Balsamic grilled filet mignon. Double-shot espresso. Stroll through 5th avenue with capris in one hand, a Balenciaga clutch in another, and the lover on a pinky. Closing the day with pistachio gelato and a food coma.

tall-tanned-and Thai

2010-04-04T22:16:00.001-07:00

Sawadee-ka!

Big Asian girl in a small small world.

I would like to be a full-time prankster, connector, and community builder.

In the meantime, if I haven't made you smile, then I've failed.