Currently writing this from my parents' kitchen table. It's Thanksgiving, which means I haven't gone an hour without sampling some sort of food or discussing how the U.S. affects Taiwanese/Chinese dynamics. Much will be consumed this holiday—politics, Dad's home cooking, and in a few hours, all the ... Read More
Mondays Are Fine
It's Sunday night as I write this. Still bright, no longer foggy but still lingering is a palpable humidity in the air. My belly is big, bloated—but for once in my life, I don't mind. Instead I'm content from where I sit, even though my waistband feels tight. A thick, fluffy bathrobe hides ... Read More
Tom Ford Spring 2019
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