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Sunday, October 23, 2011
Friday, October 7, 2011
Cuppa Joe
I have mentioned previously that Seoul has a huge coffee shop culture. There are coffeeshops everywhere, and more independent ones than huge chains. In Seoul, you can't go far without stumbling into one of these gems. In my neighborhood alone (not even a nice neighborhood mind you) 4 coffeeshops opened up in roughly 6 months. All on the same main drag, and I'm not even counting the shops that were there before I moved in.
That being said, the coffee shop culture is different than that of the States.
For instance, many people prefer to drink their coffees and espressos in house. When you go to a coffee shop, you will usually stay there and meet with friends/study. In America, since many of us drive cars, it's really convenient to just get our coffees to go, or go through the drive-thrus, and show up to work with a piping hot cup or something latted.
Going along with that, it's actually not that common (at least around my area) to have a coffee shop open in the early morning. This was probably the most surprising thing to me, as a former barista, because I remember having to wake up at 4:30 in the morning to make my 5:15 starting time. This actually didn't occur to me until one morning when I really wanted some espresso, only to find that none of the coffee shops in my area (including the 4 that had opened up since I moved into the block) were open. Most coffee shops open around 9 or 10am (8am if you are lucky). So actually, rolling into work with a fresh espresso isn't really an option. I'm not quite sure why coffee shops aren't opened earlier, as this just makes sense to me that people would want espresso in the morning.
BUT, this brings me to my next point. Many of the smaller coffee shops don't actually sell coffee. They have a wide variety of lattes/cinos/smothies but quite often, when I find myself looking for an iced coffee or a drip coffee, that option is noticeably absent from the menu.
It may have to do with the fact that many people don't actually drink coffee coffee. In korea instant coffee is really popular but it's a whole different thing entirely to have a coffee machine in a break room. If an individual wants to have coffee at work, but wants to bypass the instant stuff, they use one of these:
And this set up can often be found in coffee shops that offer coffee as a drink selection.
Also, the drink of choice here seems to be an americano. It's often the cheapest thing on the menu, and theres even a song about it, so it seems to me that coffee/iced coffee would do just as well in Korea.
Speaking of americanos, Koreans (or at least Koreans here in Seoul) will drink americanos black. When I am craving an iced coffee, but there's none to be had, I will order an iced americano. But try to get just the tiniest bit of milk in it --no, I don't want a latte, thank you--and its the most absurd thing ever to a barista. If it's too much trouble, I skip the milk and drink it sugary and black.
If you dont want to bother with the filtered coffee, you can either partake in instant coffee. It is insane popular here. The prepackaged sticks come with instant coffee, creamer, and an intense amount of sugar. Oh, and no need for a spoon to stir your hot water and coffee together, just use the packaging!
Or, if you want something ready to go, there's always the canned coffee. These you can buy in any convenience store in the cold drink section, but also in these little "fridges" but instead of being cold, they are hot. Perfect hand warmers for cold days!
The last thing I want to touch upon is that with rare exceptions (and in this case, Starbucks is a notable exception) you can't really specify your milk choice in most coffee shops. Usually everything is served with whole milk, and if you ask for soy or non-fat, most likely the shop wont carry it. It can be slightly frustrating when I want something hot, a bit more substantial than tea, but can't deal with all that whole milk -____-.
Korean coffee, coffee shops, and coffee culture is a thing of its own, and something that I hadn't actually thought about or anticipated when I first got here. Mostly because you think that coffee is a pretty common sort of thing, nothing really special about it, but the more I think about it the more I think that what cultures tend to do with something as basic as a cuppa joe, speaks volumes about the society at large.
That being said, the coffee shop culture is different than that of the States.
For instance, many people prefer to drink their coffees and espressos in house. When you go to a coffee shop, you will usually stay there and meet with friends/study. In America, since many of us drive cars, it's really convenient to just get our coffees to go, or go through the drive-thrus, and show up to work with a piping hot cup or something latted.
Going along with that, it's actually not that common (at least around my area) to have a coffee shop open in the early morning. This was probably the most surprising thing to me, as a former barista, because I remember having to wake up at 4:30 in the morning to make my 5:15 starting time. This actually didn't occur to me until one morning when I really wanted some espresso, only to find that none of the coffee shops in my area (including the 4 that had opened up since I moved into the block) were open. Most coffee shops open around 9 or 10am (8am if you are lucky). So actually, rolling into work with a fresh espresso isn't really an option. I'm not quite sure why coffee shops aren't opened earlier, as this just makes sense to me that people would want espresso in the morning.
BUT, this brings me to my next point. Many of the smaller coffee shops don't actually sell coffee. They have a wide variety of lattes/cinos/smothies but quite often, when I find myself looking for an iced coffee or a drip coffee, that option is noticeably absent from the menu.
It may have to do with the fact that many people don't actually drink coffee coffee. In korea instant coffee is really popular but it's a whole different thing entirely to have a coffee machine in a break room. If an individual wants to have coffee at work, but wants to bypass the instant stuff, they use one of these:
And this set up can often be found in coffee shops that offer coffee as a drink selection.
Also, the drink of choice here seems to be an americano. It's often the cheapest thing on the menu, and theres even a song about it, so it seems to me that coffee/iced coffee would do just as well in Korea.
Speaking of americanos, Koreans (or at least Koreans here in Seoul) will drink americanos black. When I am craving an iced coffee, but there's none to be had, I will order an iced americano. But try to get just the tiniest bit of milk in it --no, I don't want a latte, thank you--and its the most absurd thing ever to a barista. If it's too much trouble, I skip the milk and drink it sugary and black.
If you dont want to bother with the filtered coffee, you can either partake in instant coffee. It is insane popular here. The prepackaged sticks come with instant coffee, creamer, and an intense amount of sugar. Oh, and no need for a spoon to stir your hot water and coffee together, just use the packaging!
Or, if you want something ready to go, there's always the canned coffee. These you can buy in any convenience store in the cold drink section, but also in these little "fridges" but instead of being cold, they are hot. Perfect hand warmers for cold days!
The last thing I want to touch upon is that with rare exceptions (and in this case, Starbucks is a notable exception) you can't really specify your milk choice in most coffee shops. Usually everything is served with whole milk, and if you ask for soy or non-fat, most likely the shop wont carry it. It can be slightly frustrating when I want something hot, a bit more substantial than tea, but can't deal with all that whole milk -____-.
Korean coffee, coffee shops, and coffee culture is a thing of its own, and something that I hadn't actually thought about or anticipated when I first got here. Mostly because you think that coffee is a pretty common sort of thing, nothing really special about it, but the more I think about it the more I think that what cultures tend to do with something as basic as a cuppa joe, speaks volumes about the society at large.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Victory (FC) Seoul!!
This past weekend there was a special event held by FC Seoul for foreigners. The event was to come watch a match (against Daejeon), for a reduced ticket price, including food, and other festivities like live performances. The event was quickly spread around among foreigners in Seoul, and come game day, there were a TON of foreigners acting the fool in the subways and crowding around World Cup Stadium.
Being the soccer enthusiast that I sometimes am, I couldn't pass this event up! I braved the masses of foreigners, sometimes--often--experiencing second hand embarrassment because of them, and went to my very first football match in Korea.
승리 서울!!
Ready to get my cheer on!
My heart went ba-dump at the sight of the pitch. Game time!
The results: FC seoul 4: Daejeon 1
I think I have a new club to watch! :)
Being the soccer enthusiast that I sometimes am, I couldn't pass this event up! I braved the masses of foreigners, sometimes--often--experiencing second hand embarrassment because of them, and went to my very first football match in Korea.
승리 서울!!
Ready to get my cheer on!
My heart went ba-dump at the sight of the pitch. Game time!The results: FC seoul 4: Daejeon 1
I think I have a new club to watch! :)
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Things I Miss About Home
- Mexican food
- Mild weather
- Sephora
- Easy access to the beach
- Driving
- Not being charged an atm fee at my own bank
- Being able to use my macbook to navigate all websites
- Stores that carry my shoe size readily
- a clothes dryer
- a garbage disposer attached to my sink drain
- Friends (and family)
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
The Book Club
In my feverish attempt at making my life in Korea actually mean something, damn it, I joined a bunch of clubs and activities a few weeks ago. This included joining a book club.
Now, the very idea of a book club is something that is extremely appealing to me. It's the picture of smarty-arty pants sitting around in a well lit room sipping tea and discussing what really matters. It's quaint. It's cute. It's novel.
Of course, my romanticized idea of book clubs are anything but the real deal. Instead of tea, we are downing beers and wine. Instead of a cozy cottage somewhere, we are in a dingy bar/restaurant with dim lighting and a bathroom with a door nearly off its hinge. Instead of the orderly discussions where we all nod our heads in deep thought after someone has (yet again!) said something really profound about the book, we talk over each other, debate heavily, and disagree as readily as we agree.
Yesterday was the first meeting of our book club and I'm not sure if it was because it was the first meeting or what, but I felt like everyone was going balls-to-the-wall trying to assert their dominance, or brillance, or opinion, on the rest of the group. Like any moment we would all just whip it out and measure.
I include myself in the battle for supremacy because, please, like I was going to let someone misinterpret me, my opinions, or to, God help them, talk over me, or worse, not let me have a voice. I came into the meeting with my usual quiet reserve, prepared to get my tea sipping on, but left the meeting with guns blazing.
The reason why I decided to join a book club, I mean, besides the fact that I can say quite assuredly with noise turned straight up that "why yes, I am in a book club thank you very much," is that I missed the sort of discussion usually found around any seminar table in any university. I missed getting into the nitty gritty of pulling books apart only to put them back together again. I missed reading books that I myself wouldn't necessarily pick out for myself, but challege me and actually, actually, make me think.
That is not to say that I haven't been reading here in Korea. But I don't think re-reading Pride & Prejudice or the first of the Harry Potter series constitutes as a challenge. The former because I've read it a million times that whole pages are engrained in my memory, the latter because it was more entertaining than not.
In sum, I felt like I was becoming, for lack of a better expression, stupider. Like my synapses had stopped firing. I could actually feel the loss of my usual reading load because it effected not only my speech, but my writing.
Which is why I'm really glad I joined the book club. Because I always feel at my absolute best when I have my intellectual guns blazing.
Now, the very idea of a book club is something that is extremely appealing to me. It's the picture of smarty-arty pants sitting around in a well lit room sipping tea and discussing what really matters. It's quaint. It's cute. It's novel.
Of course, my romanticized idea of book clubs are anything but the real deal. Instead of tea, we are downing beers and wine. Instead of a cozy cottage somewhere, we are in a dingy bar/restaurant with dim lighting and a bathroom with a door nearly off its hinge. Instead of the orderly discussions where we all nod our heads in deep thought after someone has (yet again!) said something really profound about the book, we talk over each other, debate heavily, and disagree as readily as we agree.
Yesterday was the first meeting of our book club and I'm not sure if it was because it was the first meeting or what, but I felt like everyone was going balls-to-the-wall trying to assert their dominance, or brillance, or opinion, on the rest of the group. Like any moment we would all just whip it out and measure.
I include myself in the battle for supremacy because, please, like I was going to let someone misinterpret me, my opinions, or to, God help them, talk over me, or worse, not let me have a voice. I came into the meeting with my usual quiet reserve, prepared to get my tea sipping on, but left the meeting with guns blazing.
The reason why I decided to join a book club, I mean, besides the fact that I can say quite assuredly with noise turned straight up that "why yes, I am in a book club thank you very much," is that I missed the sort of discussion usually found around any seminar table in any university. I missed getting into the nitty gritty of pulling books apart only to put them back together again. I missed reading books that I myself wouldn't necessarily pick out for myself, but challege me and actually, actually, make me think.
That is not to say that I haven't been reading here in Korea. But I don't think re-reading Pride & Prejudice or the first of the Harry Potter series constitutes as a challenge. The former because I've read it a million times that whole pages are engrained in my memory, the latter because it was more entertaining than not.
In sum, I felt like I was becoming, for lack of a better expression, stupider. Like my synapses had stopped firing. I could actually feel the loss of my usual reading load because it effected not only my speech, but my writing.
Which is why I'm really glad I joined the book club. Because I always feel at my absolute best when I have my intellectual guns blazing.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
An act of Rebellion.
The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.-Albert Camus
Thursday, July 7, 2011
The Instrument
In going where you have to go, and doing what you have to do, and seeing what you have to see, you dull and blunt the instrument you write with. But I would rather have it bent and dull and know I had to put it on the grindstone again and hammer it into shape and put a whetstone to it, and know that I had something to write about, than to have it bright and shining and nothing to say, or smooth and well-oiled in the closet, but unused.-Ernest Hemmingway
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Seoul Randomness: 2
1. The yogurt here is not the spoonable kind. It's the pourable kind. But they try to pass it off as being spoonable by putting it in the little containers you'd usually use a spoon with. I kind of get disappointed, as I love the thicker consistency of spoonable yogurt.
2. Unless you are having a steak, you probably won't find a knife on the table here in Korea. However, you will find chopsticks and spoons-a-plenty. It's a Confucian practice not to have knives on the table.
3. You drink water (usually) after the meal. No many people take water with their meals on a general basis.
2. Unless you are having a steak, you probably won't find a knife on the table here in Korea. However, you will find chopsticks and spoons-a-plenty. It's a Confucian practice not to have knives on the table.
3. You drink water (usually) after the meal. No many people take water with their meals on a general basis.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
For laughs
Recently, one of my students told me I look like Victoria, from f(x):
Personally, I don't think I look a thing like Victoria, and that is not meant as an insult, and in fact I'm honored, but she's definitely Chinese/has asian features, which I don't have. But I could see where the student was trying to go--both Victoria and I are foreigners working and living in Korea. It may also have to do with our hair. But ultimately the student was trying, at least I think, to make some sort of connection with our "foreign-ness."
But then that same student threw this in, and it didn't make sense to me at all. She said that after I REALLY REALLY look like Victoria, she said I also sort of look like Rihanna.
I couldn't help but laugh at the connection, because Victoria and Rihanna look nothing alike, and I don't look nearly as fabulous as either of them haha.
Personally, I don't think I look a thing like Victoria, and that is not meant as an insult, and in fact I'm honored, but she's definitely Chinese/has asian features, which I don't have. But I could see where the student was trying to go--both Victoria and I are foreigners working and living in Korea. It may also have to do with our hair. But ultimately the student was trying, at least I think, to make some sort of connection with our "foreign-ness."
But then that same student threw this in, and it didn't make sense to me at all. She said that after I REALLY REALLY look like Victoria, she said I also sort of look like Rihanna.
I couldn't help but laugh at the connection, because Victoria and Rihanna look nothing alike, and I don't look nearly as fabulous as either of them haha.
Friday, May 6, 2011
You are What you Eat (With)
When I first got to Korea, there was very little that actually surprised me, despite how amazing and different Korea is from the West.
However, the biggest surprise and shock came in the most unlikely of places: chopsticks.
I am not stranger to a pair of chopsticks. While I'm not the most adept person in picking up and handling smallish objects with a pair of sticks, I think I can hold my own. I don't know about you, but the kind of chopsticks I've always been accustomed to, exposed to, and used, back in the US--in chinese, japanese, vietnamese restaurants and the like--looked something like this:
The dramatically tapered end, and the other the heavier, slightly rounded boxier end. This is what chopsticks were to me. So when I got to Korea, and sat down for that first meal, I was surprised to see this:
The slight tapering of one end, the ornate decoration on the other. The general flat and slender design of the stick. This was one of the most surprising things for me to encounter when I first got to Korea.
The first time I used these chopsticks, it was as if I had never before used a pair of chopsticks in my life. It was embarrassing. I felt like a child, with how much food I kept dropping or how much ended up neither on my plate nor in my mouth, but either on the table or on my clothing. I couldn't use them in quite the same when as I had the other kind, because of how slender they were and how they fit in my fingers. In general, I just think you have less surface area. Less area in which you can maneuver, and less surface area in which you can use to pick up food.
I had expected to encounter different things when coming to Korea, but this--this, seemed to come out of nowhere! Did not ever expect to stumble over my chopsticks :)
However, the biggest surprise and shock came in the most unlikely of places: chopsticks.
I am not stranger to a pair of chopsticks. While I'm not the most adept person in picking up and handling smallish objects with a pair of sticks, I think I can hold my own. I don't know about you, but the kind of chopsticks I've always been accustomed to, exposed to, and used, back in the US--in chinese, japanese, vietnamese restaurants and the like--looked something like this:
The dramatically tapered end, and the other the heavier, slightly rounded boxier end. This is what chopsticks were to me. So when I got to Korea, and sat down for that first meal, I was surprised to see this:
The slight tapering of one end, the ornate decoration on the other. The general flat and slender design of the stick. This was one of the most surprising things for me to encounter when I first got to Korea.
The first time I used these chopsticks, it was as if I had never before used a pair of chopsticks in my life. It was embarrassing. I felt like a child, with how much food I kept dropping or how much ended up neither on my plate nor in my mouth, but either on the table or on my clothing. I couldn't use them in quite the same when as I had the other kind, because of how slender they were and how they fit in my fingers. In general, I just think you have less surface area. Less area in which you can maneuver, and less surface area in which you can use to pick up food.
I had expected to encounter different things when coming to Korea, but this--this, seemed to come out of nowhere! Did not ever expect to stumble over my chopsticks :)
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Seoul Randomness
There are a lot of awesome things about living in korea. The heated toilet seats in the teacher's women's restroom being one of them. But you know what isn't so great here in korea?
toothpaste.
I'm not even kidding. The toothpaste here doesn't really freshen breath. And korean people brush their teeth after meals. I've seen them do it & they teach little elementary school students to do it too.
So it baffles my mind why there's not readily available minty fresh toothpaste that, you know, makes your breath smell minty fresh as well. Because, call me crazy, their breath ought to smell like they brush it as many times a day as they do.
I might have mentioned this before, but deodorant isn't common here either. But korean people smell lovely even if they sweat, so I guess they don't really need it.
But you know what I keep thinking about? I wonder what brand of toothpaste these kpop stars use. If they stick with korean toothpaste or do they use western style toothpaste. Or if they run around not wearing deodorant but still smell fresh...and brushing their teeth three times a day with their breath smelling fresh as well. And what if you are a kpop idol who happens to need deodorant? Because then you'd be smelling all sorts of fresh, and none of it the good kind.
I dunno, but I think about these things.
toothpaste.
I'm not even kidding. The toothpaste here doesn't really freshen breath. And korean people brush their teeth after meals. I've seen them do it & they teach little elementary school students to do it too.
So it baffles my mind why there's not readily available minty fresh toothpaste that, you know, makes your breath smell minty fresh as well. Because, call me crazy, their breath ought to smell like they brush it as many times a day as they do.
I might have mentioned this before, but deodorant isn't common here either. But korean people smell lovely even if they sweat, so I guess they don't really need it.
But you know what I keep thinking about? I wonder what brand of toothpaste these kpop stars use. If they stick with korean toothpaste or do they use western style toothpaste. Or if they run around not wearing deodorant but still smell fresh...and brushing their teeth three times a day with their breath smelling fresh as well. And what if you are a kpop idol who happens to need deodorant? Because then you'd be smelling all sorts of fresh, and none of it the good kind.
I dunno, but I think about these things.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
human intelligence, for $1000 please Alex.
As much as I love technology, I am also weary of it. Thus, I am so SO rooting for Ken Jennings this week on Jeopardy as he spars against IBM super computer, Watson, and that other guy, Brad Rutter in a 3 day challenge of human intelligence v. artificial intelligence.
Yesterday was the first day of the challenge, but the contestants only got to play the jeopardy round since the rest of the time was consumed by explaining Watson. At the end of the first round, Ken Jennings is in 3rd place and Watson and the other guy, Brad Rutter, are tied for first.
A note on Rutter. Does anyone else find him extremely less charismatic than Jennings (if that's even possible)? While Jennings is kind of bubbling in a fun, dorky kind of way ( aww.), Rutter is annoyingly pedantic and condescending. As if winning over 3 million dollars in his run on a gameshow based on one's intelligence isn't pedantic enough. I bet you it just KILLS him that he plays second fiddle to Jennings, lol.
So I'm rooting for Jennings, not only because I love an underdog, or that my nerdy heart simply adores him, or because I'm disgusted by Rutter...but also because I want human intelligence to still be able to surpass artificial intelligence. That the future of the world is still a humane one, and that we never lose sight of what makes our lives convenient for the most part, is nothing but a poor substitute for the human experience.
A clip from last night's match and I love the look Jennings shoots Watson at 6:45 when Watson answers incorrectly & Alex Trebek actually rebukes Watson with "No, Ken just said that." (I have a sneak suspicion that Trebek hates Watson and has jumped on the Jennings bandwagon once again):
^That moment alone is why I want Jennings to win.
Yesterday was the first day of the challenge, but the contestants only got to play the jeopardy round since the rest of the time was consumed by explaining Watson. At the end of the first round, Ken Jennings is in 3rd place and Watson and the other guy, Brad Rutter, are tied for first.
A note on Rutter. Does anyone else find him extremely less charismatic than Jennings (if that's even possible)? While Jennings is kind of bubbling in a fun, dorky kind of way ( aww.), Rutter is annoyingly pedantic and condescending. As if winning over 3 million dollars in his run on a gameshow based on one's intelligence isn't pedantic enough. I bet you it just KILLS him that he plays second fiddle to Jennings, lol.
So I'm rooting for Jennings, not only because I love an underdog, or that my nerdy heart simply adores him, or because I'm disgusted by Rutter...but also because I want human intelligence to still be able to surpass artificial intelligence. That the future of the world is still a humane one, and that we never lose sight of what makes our lives convenient for the most part, is nothing but a poor substitute for the human experience.
A clip from last night's match and I love the look Jennings shoots Watson at 6:45 when Watson answers incorrectly & Alex Trebek actually rebukes Watson with "No, Ken just said that." (I have a sneak suspicion that Trebek hates Watson and has jumped on the Jennings bandwagon once again):
^That moment alone is why I want Jennings to win.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
some randomness
1) this saturday is my going away party. it will be my third in 7 months.
2) my skype account: perangtang. get at me :)
3) today I'm getting my taxes done.
4) no, I'm not doing anything remotely romantic for valentines day. and no, I'm not calling it singles awareness day either. and most importantly, I'm not crying my eyes out over a tub of ice cream, lamenting my single-hood. I'm not going out to eat a fancy dinner, but that doesn't make me unhappy either. I'm not rebelling against the idea of valentines day with pro-singles propaganda either, because that's just silly.
I am, however, perfectly content with not having a someone with me on this day... and with the notion that he's out there, somewhere.
2) my skype account: perangtang. get at me :)
3) today I'm getting my taxes done.
4) no, I'm not doing anything remotely romantic for valentines day. and no, I'm not calling it singles awareness day either. and most importantly, I'm not crying my eyes out over a tub of ice cream, lamenting my single-hood. I'm not going out to eat a fancy dinner, but that doesn't make me unhappy either. I'm not rebelling against the idea of valentines day with pro-singles propaganda either, because that's just silly.
I am, however, perfectly content with not having a someone with me on this day... and with the notion that he's out there, somewhere.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Motivation
"To have a second language is to have a second soul"It's been a few years since I've tried to learn a (living) language. Here's to the pursuit of a second seoul.
- Charlemagne.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Falling in love, everyday
youtube is wonderful for people like me who 1) don't watch TV, 2) are online a lot, and 3) feel better about watching 10 minute (max) clips rather than 22 mins of a sitcom.
but this post isn't about youtube.
it's about fashion/photography and The Sartorialist.
For many people, The Sartorialist needs no introduction...for the same reason that it's not listed under my "Seoul meets Body" blogroll: because its the effing Sartorialist. duh.
But, in the interest of being thorough, the Sartorialist is the fashion blog of Scott Schuman, started right here on blogger. Schuman takes photographs of people's daily wear that he spies on the streets of wherever he's at, be it New York, Milan, Paris, and the like. And in the world of fashion blogs, which both inform the fashion industry and are informed by it, the Sartorialist is one of the biggest, if not the biggest, kid on the fashion blog block.
The reason why I'm bringing this all up? Because of this:
but this post isn't about youtube.
it's about fashion/photography and The Sartorialist.
For many people, The Sartorialist needs no introduction...for the same reason that it's not listed under my "Seoul meets Body" blogroll: because its the effing Sartorialist. duh.
But, in the interest of being thorough, the Sartorialist is the fashion blog of Scott Schuman, started right here on blogger. Schuman takes photographs of people's daily wear that he spies on the streets of wherever he's at, be it New York, Milan, Paris, and the like. And in the world of fashion blogs, which both inform the fashion industry and are informed by it, the Sartorialist is one of the biggest, if not the biggest, kid on the fashion blog block.
The reason why I'm bringing this all up? Because of this:
Friday, February 11, 2011
the Force is strong in this one
This may or may not come as a shock to you, but I don't watch football...at least, not the American kind anyway. Thus, the superbowl completely came and went without me even batting an eyelash. Many of you will have caught this commercial during the superbowl, but I just discovered it today, and have kind of been playing it nonstop.
It's the VW Passat commercial.
"The funny thing is that the parents think they started the car..." - WIN comment on YT
things I loved:
- Darth's facepalm when his mom slides over his sandwich
- Darth's "no" when he runs outside and his dad tries to hug him (I do this^^)
- Darth's "oh sh*t" face/stumble backwards when the car turns on.
- Darth's theme song playing the whole time.
- Darth Vader.
It's the VW Passat commercial.
"The funny thing is that the parents think they started the car..." - WIN comment on YT
things I loved:
- Darth's facepalm when his mom slides over his sandwich
- Darth's "no" when he runs outside and his dad tries to hug him (I do this^^)
- Darth's "oh sh*t" face/stumble backwards when the car turns on.
- Darth's theme song playing the whole time.
- Darth Vader.
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