“One strip or two strips?” Joey, my therapist cocked an eyebrow at me. All business. She’s the tiniest, least intimidating, but most matter-of-fact, methodical and efficient female waxing therapist I could ever hope for, to get intimate with my nether regions. I love her already; I hope she’s a hag who can take one more fag. … [Read more…]
Emotions run high around special days meant for us to honor our loved ones. Fathers’ Day – also Pink Dot HK – is no different. Here we unleash “The #HYPR Full Drama Queen,” with a note to dear friends who worked hard on Pink Dot: Brava. Extraordinary achievement. And now… Indulge me? GET HYPERACTIVE!®
The arrival experience hits guests with uncharacteristic expanse. Large windows, high ceilings, and solid tables that are generously spaced – you immediately forget you’re in Hong Kong, just a 90-second walk (if not less) uphill from the legendary nightspot, Dragon-i. Wild Grass’ rustic setting is perfect for a meal of organic, all-natural, sustainable, traceable and safe meats produced from happy, free-roaming cows, pigs and chicken.
It’s at once tender, thrilling, tantalizing, spine tingling, gut wrenching.
The Ports 1961 FW14 exclusive press preview invite indicated 2-5pm. I finally burst into The Space at 5.30pm, hoping the entire collection wouldn’t yet have already been bubble wrapped, boxed, sealed and air freighted on to the next city on its preview roadmap