There may be a point in one's life and more poignantly, this exact time in people's lives, where they wonder what is the point in doing what they're doing, how fruitless and trivial it all seems, whether time spent and energy spent on activities which momentarily feel ethically and spirituality vapid, eventually counts for naught. Then you remember, as I remembered after a short hiatus of NOT sharing the splendours of dining out and boasting of good food that the simple act of "sharing" a meal outside is good-will in itself. That the action of moving in a vehicle, of gracing your presence to an institution where sights and sounds and tastes have been craftily composed to accommodate your creature comforts and gastronomical desires. Then who can forget. Those people in the front who fuss over your utensils and beam brightly even if you've had a shitty day and the people in the back who battle steam and weak knees so that you may sit in a cool room and eat off a hot plate. And now that I remembered all this, that empty feeling has been filled by the love of everyone in this industry, fighting, clawing, biting yet still trying to keep the magic of a restaurant dining experience, alive or barely breathing. Thank you to @gigibangkok , and the others to follow for shaking us out of our funk. Sharing is absolutely f* caring! Let's remember that next time we go out SOON, to take a few snaps, write a few word and #EatitForward. #BangkokFoodies 🙏

A little late to the party but yesterday was #internationalwomensday. 🥳 Taking a special moment out of my day to be PEAK petty and call out my uncle who had asked in front of everyone (in his typical boisterous garbage manner) if there was a man paying for my apartment after he found out I was moving out. Is it so difficult to believe that I can make my own money and live my own life? Without a MAN? Gasp! 🤦🏻‍♀️⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ I’ve gotten a lot of shit for living life out loud. I’ve spent the majority of my childhood defending myself against people like that, criticising me for being too masculine or unladylike, and within a year of wearing makeup, the exact opposite (for being a vapid bimbo). Lmao sTeReOtYpEs are so lame! Can I not do both? Is it impossible to be a boss ass bitch spearheading 2 businesses AND also stay home and cook for my girlfriend? (Yes uncLE she is “A FEmaLE” GASP) I love what I do and I work hard with big plans for the future. I’m not going to apologise for having fun and enjoying myself along the way. I’ve had enough of people trying to dictate my narrative and telling me who I should be and what I deserve. Let’s stop shaming girls and women who want more, or who want less. Some of us are ready to go out and change the world, and some of us are happy being home. And you know what? Some of us can and will do both, all without smearing our lipstick. Whatever she chooses to do is her prerogative. So lift up the women and girls around you instead of smacking them down. Here’s me doing exactly what I want - taking care of my puppy and going for midnight grocery runs. (The veges were SO NEAT and SO FRESH!!!!) 🐣🥦 SORRY NOT SORRRRRAAAAAYE

couldn’t decide on which color balance and focus. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ - ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ last shoot in tokyo and wrapping it up before stepping into the next decade. thank you tokyo for the past 1.5 years. it was simultaneously neon-soaked and vapid but we made it. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ the more i walk the streets of tokyo, the more i feel like that maybe it’s not completely a devoid of charm, but sometimes it just not fluctuating enough this docile society. everyday is like going against the grain, swimming up the river, and going against the current, at places where people are content with the small realities. as a person who’s extremely in tuned with her senses, it peeves me, the one-dimensional. things you say or do repeatedly, becomes your reality, whether you think you can, or you think you can’t. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ but it taught me to be even more adaptive and kept me away from being complacent. it taught me to experience different facets of the culture, really feel ingrained to the timestamp of history. it reassured me of my reality. (it’s late and i can barely keep my eyes open and finish this post. i might finish tomorrow i might not. but signing off tonight with this message for your takeaway: be fruitful and multiply, and replenish the earth. x