too much rice?
apparently 12 months have turned me into a bonfide Korean. i blame the rice, and perhaps the tap water i wasn't advised to drink. but ever since returning stateside, i've had countless people tell me i'm looking a bit Korean these days. though, i don't know if this Korean-likeness is a step up or down from the previous Russian prostitute reference... while, i did recently made the jump from blonde to "espresso", as L'Oreal calls it, i think it goes deeper. i do in fact have bits of mongolian in me, but i don't see why it would take this long to appear.
exhibit A: me and a real Asian (Twainese-thanks Pei Pei)...i don't see it.
thanks to my mom and her XX gene donation 23 years ago, i am the owner of a small pair of eyes. maybe countless amounts of rice, paired with learning a new language, and habitually squatting over toilets brings about physical alterations. or not. i'm not Asian people.

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