Writings and Travels of Lina Em
I don’t talk much about Xiao Ker Ai (shao kuh-eye) but he’s one of my greatest joy. It’s been 4 and a half year since he’s entered my life and it’s been a whirlwind of fatigue, worry, joy, entertainment, peace, and company. I was never a pet person growing up. My mother dislikes them. But when my friend got a super cute pet and I got to play with him, I thought I could do this. I could own a pet and care for it!
Continue reading “Owning a Pet Unicorn”
My mother always told me that cleaning is not a matter of being a woman or a man. It’s about creating an environment that is inviting and promoting hospitality while giving a sense of peace and serenity to your daily life.
Continue reading “Cleanliness Brings Peace”
One of the biggest sacrifices I made in this lifetime was not seeing my sisters grow up and being there for them. Being the oldest daughter but having an older brother, your challenge is to set an example; lead, guide, and advise your siblings.
Continue reading “My Sisters and Me”
Patience is not my forte.
Though it seems like I can handle certain things with an even-temper, I’m a far cry from the model of angelic patience.
Since patience doesn’t get me through to the end of my projects, the secret sauce is actually passion. Passion helps me through the tough times of designer’s block, non-constructive criticism, and my own self doubt.
Continue reading “Patience and Passion”
One day, I was I Sephora with my friend buying make up. I wanted to try out this new Smashbox CC cream that claims it color corrects acne scars. Upon arrival, there are only 5 colors: fair, light, light medium, medium, and dark. As I stood there with my friend, who I should mention is extremely dark skin, she knew right off the bat, she was a dark color. If you looked at us, there’s a huge difference in our color tone. But the color cream that matched me was the darkest foundation—the same as hers!
Continue reading “Brown is my Skin”
It hasn’t quite been midsummer yet but the sweltering slosh of heat and humidity awashes the city, making fatigue and temper run high. Too hot to hang out at crowded event, too humid for outdoor bars. But I couldn’t resist the ticket to attend the Greenmarket’s free Night Market in Union Square. I found the event by chance when I was perusing through the list of Eventbrite recommendation.
Continue reading “A Midsummer’s Night at the Greenmarket”
When it comes to lies from a lover, I have little to low tolerance. A relationship built on lies is nothing but a house made of match sticks, when it ends, there’ll be an explosion.
Continue reading “Lovers and Lies”
Back when I visited Hoboken, New Jersey (probably the rare few times you’ll hear me say “visit” and “New Jersey” in the same line), I had also sent my saliva sample to get my DNA tested for the sake of discovery and curiosity. I received an email from 23andme.com (if you buy the package on DNA day, you’ll get a substantial discount) that my results were in and I perused the result and thought, I already knew most of the findings because A. I visit and consult my doctor almost religiously and B. I talk to my mother all the time. The part that excited me about the results were the blood group and ancestry, the latter to which I must wait.
Continue reading “23andme and My Results”
It was another hot and humid weekend, a heathen summer, thus far. I can count the many hours the heat has hindered me and held me down to slumber. This weekend was not going to be another wasted weekend.
Continue reading “A Weekend of Food at LIC & Celebrating Bastille Day”
In the ancient kingdom of the majestic Kampuchea, long before the war–before famine, poverty, and sadness—on sweltering hot nights, when dusk had barely settled beyond the horizon, a waft of heady miasma intoxicated and seduced the restless souls. It is the scent of a beautiful flower that blooms only at night like a maiden tossing her handkerchief to a wandering lustful man.
Continue reading “Ka-kei: An Interpretation of A Traditional Folklore”