I am taking the road less travelled on Valentines Day.
Valentino is inexistente, and this calls for plan B.
Plan B is crashing a Chinese New Year party with Fifi and singing Kung Hei Fat Choi in our heads while stuffing our faces with siomai, mooncake, and lots of noodles.
I had planned on wearing a chiongsam but thought I'd save it for when I actually get invited to a Chinese party.
Mr. Chang and Mr. Chong and Mrs. Chin Chan Su will be happy to see us later, exchanging pleasantries with them in Mandarin.
Will they really?
ζδΈη₯ι .
I have no idea.
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