This morning, while reading the latest on my news feeds, I came across two stories that shocked me. The first headline that peaked my interest and the one that made me splatter coffee all over the Philadelphia Inquirer newspaper, was a feed on my Twitter.
The story from the UK paper, The Telegraph, was about men in Thailand and their infatuation with bleaching or whitewashing their penis. My apologies if I shocked you too. Bleaching the skin is a trend across south east Asia because being darker is associated with working outdoors in the sun and with being poor.
Well readers, the men of Thailand have taken the bleaching process several rungs down the ladder by having their southern regions laser whitened. I’ve always assumed all wieners looked the same in the dark. The story mentions vanity and how these men want to look good in their swim trunks. If it’ll be covered in the swimsuit, I don’t get it.
The second story that peaked my interest was in the Life section of the Philadelphia Inquirer, regarding a skin care product that’s supposedly the latest rage in Chinatown, Philadelphia. The product claims “to bring one closer to immortality”, quoting the article. The shocker to this story is the price tag of the product.
The creams and lotions may bring you closer to the heavens, but the price tag will move you a little closer to yelling , “WHAT THE HELL”. It’ll cost you: $1,100. Don’t scream because I’ll repeat the price: $1,100.
For this Pacific woman, that’s a round trip ticket to the islands.
My question is, “Does this cream only immortalize the face or can other parts of the body feel heavenly too?”
If that’s the case, can the men of Thailand use the product to feel heavenly in their “hellish” regions? It’s a steep price for beauty, but I’m sure it’s probably cheaper than having one’s private bleached by a laser.
This Pacific woman in Philly has let the shock of these stories run over her. and will continue to care and love her gorgeous melanin with the more affordable, earthly prices offered at the local pharmacy.
Hoping you’re enjoying your coffee or tea and loving your body inside and out.
Islanders like this Pacific Woman in Philly (PWIP), understand all too well the dilemma and challenges of packing for a trip to our lovely islands and especially if one is travelling from the East coast of America. From trying to find the best deals on flights, without the hassle of catching ten flights, right down to the intricate details of packing one suitcase so it can weigh exactly 50 kilos and not over that. I think the new airline rules were made up for Pacific Islanders.
I remember flying decades ago, seeing the boxes and suitcases that islanders like myself, would take on the plane. It’s a wonder the plane was able to get up into the sky with all that cargo.
Another challenge in travelling to the Pacific is the price of the flight. I’ve found that the most economical way is to fly with an US airline that works with the international carrier I’m flying with because than I’ll be paying one fee for excess luggage (should it happen), which is often paid at my original destination. If this PWIP flies US airlines that are not affiliated with the international airline…. no matter how cheap the flights are…I’ve ended up having to pay more for my luggage if it has surpassed the 50 kilo mark. Often times I’ve pleaded and begged the international airline staff or have had to take stuff out and placed them in my carry on bag.
Besides the packing and the price, the length of the flight is one I usually find very daunting and stressful. For those of you following this blog from other parts of the world, here’s a brief description of my flight schedule to the South Pacific leaving from the East Coast of America. If I leave on a Monday, I arrive at my final destination on a Wednesday. It takes at least 21 hours or more of travelling time from the moment I leave my house in Philly to arriving at an airport in Australia, Fiji or New Zealand. I’ll most likely board three or four different airlines, if I make connecting flights within the US and if I’m trying to travel the frugal way. At this time of my life, I’m more interested in taking the least amount of airlines to get to my destination.
I believe that the excitement of travelling, learning about new cultures and meeting new people, far outweighs the challenges I’ve written above. Hoping that you will be making some great journeys this year.
My apologies for being on hiatus from this blog. I do appreciate all of you for following my humble blog and for your comments. As you may have read, this blog is about the mundane and simple stories of my life as a Pacific woman living in Philadelphia.
This past year, 2016, was an extremely busy one for this Pacific Woman in Philly. At the beginning of the year, I focused solely on honing in on my design skills. Moore College of Art helped me grow rapidly in that area of my life….and did I mention… I love that school. Most days I was designing patterns and sewing outfits, from here to Timbuktu. In between the schooling, designing and sewing, I babysat the grandkids or namakus. I also had time in between all the handiwork to visit the sights, the sounds and the museums of Philly. I also concentrated on living a healthy lifestyle by doing yoga and eating healthy.
In the middle of 2016, I travelled to Fiji, New Zealand and Australia. While travelling, I focused on journaling about some of the funny and interesting stuff I encountered and also did a little bit of drawing. I may (emphasis on the word “may”) show some of my doodles in a future blog, along with pictures and memories of the wonderful time I had on my trip.
By the time the end of 2016 rolled around, I needed to take a rest from the long trip, plus prepare for Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas and not forgetting the Presidential elections and all the hoopla that came along with it. All in all, 2016 was a fruitful and learning year for this Pacific woman.
Vinaka vakalevu and thank you for following and hoping you’re having a wonderful day or night wherever you may be in this beautiful world.
This past weekend, this Pacific Woman in Philly (PWIP) celebrated along with her family the 93rd birthday of my lovely mother-in-law, Eileen. My blog today will be about my relationship with her.
I can’t tell you how blessed and grateful I am to have met and also to have a mother-in-law like her. I love many things about Mom, but most of all the three things I appreciate about this lady are: her acceptance, her respect and her inspiration.
Looking back on the years, I did not know what to expect from my relationship with my mother-in-law. We are from two different worlds. We have different family backgrounds (me, an islander from the South Pacific and her, an Irish/American); we had different approaches to raising children; running households; and cooking, just to name a few. No matter the differences, my mother-in-law embraces me like her own daughter.
I found my mother-in-law to not only be accepting, but Mom has always been very respectful of my culture and background. She loves my cooking and the many experiments I try in the kitchen. She unconditionally loves and respects not only me, but all her in laws and she rejoices in everything her grandkids and great grandkids take part in.
As I did not know anyone else from the Pacific that travelled or lived in this part of the world, my mother-in-law was someone I looked up to for inspiration. I figured if she could do it, I guess I could also. She was a working mom who raised 6 wonderful children.
Thank you, Mom, for being my American inspiration. Thank you for your wonderful son, my husband, Kevin. Without you, there wouldn’t be our love.
Sadly, my dear mother-in-law was called to rest on Tuesday morning, three days after celebrating her 93rd birthday.