GB Party

On Saturday night we had a house-warming party at Flat GB, Friendship Lodge. I made sangria and guacamole, to represent for Los Angeles and our exotic Latin American heritage. There was a good mix of people, from British bankers to Hong Kong fashion writers-- even some of the extremely serious MPhil students in the English department came out and enjoyed the food, friends, and frozen pear daquiris. The night was warm and once the patio outside overflowed, we spread sleeping bags out on the lawn for folks to sprawl out. There was also some ghost-story telling, hip-hop dancing, and D.I.Y. "cheung K" (karaoke).

Oh yes, and I had just gotten a new haircut that afternoon at the Salon Esprit in Kowloon Tong. Yes, that's Esprit like the clothing brand; in Hong Kong they also lend their name to a chain of industrial-cool semi-cheesy salons where you can choose your stylist based on their appearance or similar interests like car racing and watching movies (check out the glamour shots and quasi-Friendster profiles for stylists on the website). I booked with a stylist my friend recommended, who ended up pretty much ignoring my requested hair-cut, and instead gave me something reminiscent of Linda Evangelista circa 1993. Eh. I think it will be all right once it grows out a little bit.