
Unfortunately, that is not to say that most of the girls on the streets know how to dress appropriately; often times I run into people dressed like a bad-disco-explosion from the 80s (too many bright colours), and then I see the girls dressed like the 1970s hooker around the corners of Mong Kok. And then there was that atrocious outfit with too many layers; a wife beater over a tee-shirt and jeans, topped with another one piece dress with the wrong proportions. At this point, I'm inclined to think that such fashion crimes are the fault of the clothing makers....for even creating such horrendous articles of clothing and making them accessible to the public.
In other news, a typhoon 8 hit Hong Kong this morning. Evil bastards took the signal down right before noon, so everyone still has to go to work for the afternoon. Not like that affects me (seeing how I'm on Summer vacation), but it was definitely not worth hearing my mother grouch over the entire situation. Can't blame her though, I would have been pissed to learn that I have to go out across the harbour just for a couple of hours of meaningless work. I'm just hoping the typhoon would mean the end of the heatwave plaguing Hong Kong this last weekend.
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