Please meet the original accidental Chinese (actually, Taiwanese, I know this distinction is important) hipsters. I saw this unforgettable couple a year ago while on vacation and part of me has probably not been able to stop thinking about unselfconscious, out-of-context Chinese fashion ever since. The best thing: they are at a bank! Running errands and being bored! That lady was not even smiling while she was doing the most whimsical ATM transaction of all time.
PS. Hi, nice to meet you.
Well, the blog I started to entertain ten of my friends has found more than a few additional like-minded persons thanks to very kind mentions on Thrillist and Angry Asian Man. I’m so excited! The photo submissions, commiserations from other first generation halfies, and notes of support from a variety of fans of Chinese style have filled my week with joy. I want to invite you all to a diasporic picnic party in Sarah Roosevelt Park where we eat dumplings too sloppily and hock loogies with old men. Someday soon.