PhantaceeMe: ‘Xiu Qi?’ The Chinese girl, in a black blazer, waving my Chinese name dropped the laminated A4 sheet and smiled widely at me, while standing in the middle of loud, eager Asians rushing to their families who were at the airport to receive their travellers. Xiu Qi: ‘J! Welcome to Beijing, China. They sent…Continue readingA Big Deal
Just like the first time people reacted to the world’s most prolific scent, I couldn’t resist turning my head to catch a glimpse of the lady (or guy) who wore the famed perfume. It drifted gently into my nose, and the strength of it told me her exact distance from me. The only ‘new’ guest…Continue readingDinner for Ones
Part 1 | Part 2 Girl: ‘Are you lost?’ I turned to see a fair skinned girl, in basic white spaghetti top and high waist shorts, looking concerned at me. Despite the isolation of the hotel, there were houses nearby and eyes were beginning to judge the sight of an obvious Singaporean with their local…Continue readingLena’s Lenny
Lying on the bed after the photoshoot, the organiser, who was also my friend, let the room for a smoke break. In my hand I had my phone, browsing through the photos broadcasting through a portable router to check for any badly taken shots. Rebecca’s movements in and out of the toilet did not bother…Continue readingNeedy Model
A little thud woke me up from my nap on the bus home. It was especially a long day at work and the fair legs of the Caucasian girl was a heavenly first thing to see when I opened my eyes. She returned an apologetic gaze at me when I rubbed my eyes but quickly…Continue readingFrench Connection